Filtering Life

Dun…nuh…nuh….nuhhhhh…Can’t touch this. Okay, so I know I impressed many of you last week with my shocking and appalling post about working out. I showed the YMCA who is boss and I meant it. I know I didn’t really impress you, but I sure did impress myself. I went swimming twice last week and worked out on the cardio machines twice. This week I have swam twice and worked out on the cardio machine once and the week isn’t over yet! It is about dang time I got my act together. Ironically, I have felt sick as a dog for the last 7 days. Nausea, diahrrea, insane back aches, and cramping. It has me a little worried, but I know I am way overdue for the chiropractor and summer school is wiping me out. Tomorrow I have another ultrasound and appt. with the doctor so I know this will help ease any anxiety.

So here is the announcement you have all been waiting for….WE GOT THE HOUSE!!!! God did an amazing thing and gave us the best blessing ever….a home for Chloe and a yard for Charlotte. We found out yesterday that the loan went through and we close on July 31st. The seller is going to let us move our stuff in next Saturday and I am going to try and paint a few rooms on Sunday before we officially move in on Monday. I am psyched out of my mind and had a cry of thanksgiving yesterday. This house is 10X’s better than the first one, even though it is smaller and it has so much potential once I get my hands on it and start giving it charm and color! I have promised my mother that we would get a picture of the house up ASAP. The outside is really plain, but Ryan is doing a trade out with a landscaper for a website, so hopefully by the fall this house will be looking adorable inside and out. I am dying to decorate, so this just thrills me to no end! I am going to have to hide my debit card and be creative with what I currently own.

So I am in that horrible position of flipping between Project Runway and So You Think You Can Dance. What to do, what to do? They are both fantastic for different reasons. Ryan hates me flipping back and forth, but I don’t want to miss anything. I can’t stand it when they double book my TV night. These are the only two shows I am into right now and they keep overlapping them…UGH!

Oh one more thing about my new found swimming career. I went to Target (what, so Target and I are best friends, shut up) and I bought a swimming cap. Let me explain myself because I do realize the only other people in the world with swim caps are professional swimmers and old, old, old ladies who don’t want their blue hair to run (of which I am neither). I just happened to be blessed with a massive head of hair. It is naturally curly and therefore if it is washed too much it becomes as brittle as hay. It is not good for me to take a shower then a few hours later swim, then shower again afterwards. I might as well look into pixie haircuts because my hair will never survive the elements. It is already hard enough to look in the mirror at the Y. There is a warped version of myself staring back in a maternity swimsuit. I can handle the belly just fine, but the ever growing cottage cheese on my thighs and butt could supply a dairy farm. Not to mention I must work for the Pony Express because my saddlebags are taking on a fantasticly scary shape. Now I am topping off my look with a condom head which makes my proportions even more exaggerated. I told my friends Erin and Joy (my swim buddies) that if someone had shown me a crystal ball at age 20 of what I would look like at 30…I would have never believed it. I am already at the place in my life where I care less and less about what people think and more and more about what is comfortable or what helps make my life easier. I have to rate my cap with a C-. Yes, it kept the bun on top of my head mostly dry, but there was a soaked ring all the way around my head about 3 inches in. I guess that is better than sopping wet hair, but I expected a little more from the name brand Speedo. Geesh, you would think $8.00 would get you somewhere. Oh well.