LAZY ASS
Back to my old, non-posting ways. Surprise, surprise. I have no excuse really, I could probably come up with something to post on a daily basis but in actuality it would be quite boring. I'll have to try it and see if even a weeks worth of nonsense posts will be worth the time.
Onto things. Since the beginning of the year I've lost 37 pounds. No lie. Mom and I have been dieting but it's more like a lifestyle change. I have always been overly self-conscious and I just kind of got fed up with it. I'm very proud of myself for being committed and getting to this point but I definitely have a ways to go before I'm completely comfortable in my own skin. Baby steps right? Having people notice the change is nice and helpful in keeping me motivated but just don't go too over the top with compliments, I have never been one to accept praise very easily. I'm weird like that.
My friend Abby is on a co-ed slow pitch softball team and kind of suckered me in to being a sub as they are often short when it comes to getting girls on the roster. It has been years since I've played any kind of sport and while I was a bad ass at fast-pitch back in the day, this recent dive back into the world of sports hasn't been the greatest. Don't get me wrong, I think it's a lot of fun and I'm happy to help out the team when I'm not totally stinking up the diamond with my rusty skills, it's just been so long and honestly it's quite different than what I used to play. I find myself sore and hurting after every game, my wrist is still on fire from last week and the brace I used last night was only minimal help. I also managed to strain my groin muscle which is not fun and sleeping last night proved difficult. I'm going back and forth with the conclusion of just being too old for it or I need to be in even better shape and get more practice in. Hopefully with time I'll be good to go because I really do love being part of a team again.
As much as I despise super hot and humid summer days I'm actually glad that the season has arrived. Though this random and crazy WI weather always likes to skip around from Spring to Fall and then back to Summer...78 one day and 53 the next. LAME! I could really go for sunny and 70's all summer, that would be ideal, but all in all I'm just looking forward to the summer months. More so for the festivals, trip up north, sister visit, Brewers games, cookouts, bridal shower, birthdays...gonna be busy but definitely fulfilling. And while I'm on the subject, it's nice that it's June and warming up and all but holy crap...it's already June!!!
I've decided that I'm getting close to becoming a tattoo addict. I've gotten 2 in the past month and I just want to keep going back. Not sure why but I've been having bursts of creative energy and twice they have turned into tattoo designs. I highly doubt that I'll ever go to any extremes, i.e. neck, face, crotch, but I wouldn't totally be against getting and sleeve or a half sleeve. It would fit my rockstar personality quite well I think :) Anyway, I'm working on my next one, pretty sure it'll be a tribute to family or just something to do with family. Have to wait and see what I come up with.
Other news, work still sucks...we're slow and I'm taking a voluntary pay cut by having an extra day off every week. The time away from this hell hole is nice but less money is kind of hurting my checkbook. I just need to stop spending money! My dad continues to be annoying and continues to not use his head when talking to me about stuff. I wanted to punch him in the face a couple weeks ago, Memorial Day weekend. It was a Friday and he left work early as usual to head up to his house up north, before he left I asked if he would be back to work on Tues or Wed as he's gotten into the habit of not telling when he's leaving or coming back, and he says "I'll be here Tuesday morning as usual, DUH Stace, the kids have school you know" AHHH!! I don't want to hear anything about your new family and how your new little kids have school and how your girlfriend calls your cell phone everyday so you can talk like a love struck teeny bopper which I have walked into such a conversation multiple times at work. It's just not fun for me, at all. Go and be happy, I know you are so I don't need to hear anything more about it. You would think by now he would realize that I have no intention of ever getting to know that other side. Anger...frustration...all leads to the desire to punch him in the face! Violent I know but sometimes I just need to beat shit up ;)
Alright, I need to go stretch my groin...sounds like fun right? HA! Once again I'm sorry for the lack of posts, it's probably going to be the norm with me, just have to deal I guess. Until next time...rock on people...peace out.
Onto things. Since the beginning of the year I've lost 37 pounds. No lie. Mom and I have been dieting but it's more like a lifestyle change. I have always been overly self-conscious and I just kind of got fed up with it. I'm very proud of myself for being committed and getting to this point but I definitely have a ways to go before I'm completely comfortable in my own skin. Baby steps right? Having people notice the change is nice and helpful in keeping me motivated but just don't go too over the top with compliments, I have never been one to accept praise very easily. I'm weird like that.
My friend Abby is on a co-ed slow pitch softball team and kind of suckered me in to being a sub as they are often short when it comes to getting girls on the roster. It has been years since I've played any kind of sport and while I was a bad ass at fast-pitch back in the day, this recent dive back into the world of sports hasn't been the greatest. Don't get me wrong, I think it's a lot of fun and I'm happy to help out the team when I'm not totally stinking up the diamond with my rusty skills, it's just been so long and honestly it's quite different than what I used to play. I find myself sore and hurting after every game, my wrist is still on fire from last week and the brace I used last night was only minimal help. I also managed to strain my groin muscle which is not fun and sleeping last night proved difficult. I'm going back and forth with the conclusion of just being too old for it or I need to be in even better shape and get more practice in. Hopefully with time I'll be good to go because I really do love being part of a team again.
As much as I despise super hot and humid summer days I'm actually glad that the season has arrived. Though this random and crazy WI weather always likes to skip around from Spring to Fall and then back to Summer...78 one day and 53 the next. LAME! I could really go for sunny and 70's all summer, that would be ideal, but all in all I'm just looking forward to the summer months. More so for the festivals, trip up north, sister visit, Brewers games, cookouts, bridal shower, birthdays...gonna be busy but definitely fulfilling. And while I'm on the subject, it's nice that it's June and warming up and all but holy crap...it's already June!!!
I've decided that I'm getting close to becoming a tattoo addict. I've gotten 2 in the past month and I just want to keep going back. Not sure why but I've been having bursts of creative energy and twice they have turned into tattoo designs. I highly doubt that I'll ever go to any extremes, i.e. neck, face, crotch, but I wouldn't totally be against getting and sleeve or a half sleeve. It would fit my rockstar personality quite well I think :) Anyway, I'm working on my next one, pretty sure it'll be a tribute to family or just something to do with family. Have to wait and see what I come up with.
Other news, work still sucks...we're slow and I'm taking a voluntary pay cut by having an extra day off every week. The time away from this hell hole is nice but less money is kind of hurting my checkbook. I just need to stop spending money! My dad continues to be annoying and continues to not use his head when talking to me about stuff. I wanted to punch him in the face a couple weeks ago, Memorial Day weekend. It was a Friday and he left work early as usual to head up to his house up north, before he left I asked if he would be back to work on Tues or Wed as he's gotten into the habit of not telling when he's leaving or coming back, and he says "I'll be here Tuesday morning as usual, DUH Stace, the kids have school you know" AHHH!! I don't want to hear anything about your new family and how your new little kids have school and how your girlfriend calls your cell phone everyday so you can talk like a love struck teeny bopper which I have walked into such a conversation multiple times at work. It's just not fun for me, at all. Go and be happy, I know you are so I don't need to hear anything more about it. You would think by now he would realize that I have no intention of ever getting to know that other side. Anger...frustration...all leads to the desire to punch him in the face! Violent I know but sometimes I just need to beat shit up ;)
Alright, I need to go stretch my groin...sounds like fun right? HA! Once again I'm sorry for the lack of posts, it's probably going to be the norm with me, just have to deal I guess. Until next time...rock on people...peace out.