Life Lately. . .

Hey my pals!

WE HAVE FINALLY MADE IT FROM TEXAS TO FARGO [with only a few minor mishaps]!

However, you couldn't pay me to do it again..... ever ... "even if there's a fire!"

Luckily, I didn't have to drive the Uhaul after all.  Ol' pops told me he didn't trust me.. all I have to say is, TOUCHE'!

But seriously, who wouldn't trust homegirl behind the wheel?!?!?

I might have had minor heart failure if I would've attempted to drive that darn thing.. that's one perk of him not trusting my driving abilities!

Anywhooo...

Along the way, on the 3rd of July, we were passing through Oklahoma and stopped on the side of the road {along with 100s of others} to watch the firework show!

T'was beautiful!!

We spent the 4th drivng too (bummer)... however, we made it to Omaha, Nebraska that night & enjoyed sushi at Blue Sushi Bar.  After dinner, we mosied on over to Mr Toads Bar for some more cocktails and fireworks.. anyone deserves a drink after that drive.. fa sho!

(so maybe I had one of these .... or 4 .. but who's counting?!... NOT I!)

[yes I added the photo stars in honor of the 4th]

Then, my friends, on the 5th of July - Dad and I FINALLY made it to Fargo :) I swear I heard the angels singing because... remember the minor mishaps I mentioned earlier?

Well, let me just share them with you! 

First, you should all know that nothing with my father ever runs smoothly.  He is an amazing man, however, something is always going wrong for him.. poor fella.

The Misadventures of Macy & Pops:

1.) After just one short hour of having the Uhaul, Dad put diesel in the Unleaded only tank.  Thank goodness it didn't ruin the truck.

2.)  The day we had to load the Uhaul was complete hell.  If I could imagine what hell would be like, it would be similar to that day.. swear.  Why, you ask? It was hot as hell and my dad is a packrat... nuff said.  You can imagine the JUNK we had to work with... anyway.. moving on!

3.)  When we finally made it to the Nebraska/Iowa region we ran into many of these beauties:

A lot of the roads were closed due to the recent flooding.  Therefore, we spent hours, not exaggerating here, hours, turning circles trying to figure out how the hell to get out of those states.

4.) On the final day...... are ya ready for this?? .... THE AIR CONDITIONER WENT OUT! Not to mention, we still had 6 hours left in this darn thing.. sheesh girls! I tell ya, that was the icing on the cake!  It was hot, it was humid, we were sweating like a couple of whores in church, and I felt disgusting.

Yep, that's my FML face.. fa sho!

Now you can see why I was THRILLED to see Fargo after 4 days!

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Sorry this post is long and I'm rambling... what the hell, so be it! :)

Girls, I have decided to make a few drastic changes in my life.  Shizzz is about to get personal up in heaaa! 

 The past few months I have been extremely uncomfortable in my skin.  I have always been the tall, skinny girl.  I've never counted calories, watched my weight, or even thought about the food I was eating.  That's just how life was for me.  I was in a relationship for four years and I was either too comfortable, or just unhappy.  I'm not sure if it was one of those things [or both of them], but at some point during those four years, homegirl here gained 20 pounds.  I never really noticed I was gaining weight until one day I couldn't fit in my clothes.  Seriously. I know some of you are thinking "how could you not know?", but I honestly didn't know.  Looking back, I see how I gained it all.  I ate constantly, I overindulged, I had seconds and sometimes thirds.  Food had become my comfort.

My breaking point came when Scott and I were getting ready to go on a date and I didn't feel comfortable in ANYTHING I tried on.  I was disgusted with myself and humiliated that I had let myself get to this point.  After a dramatic crying session in my bathroom, I decided enough was enough. 

 

 I want my confidence back. 

I want to be healthier and live a better life. 

I want to feel pretty again. 

I want to push myself to be better.

I just want to be comfortable in this skin God gave me.

No, I don't "hate myself" or "hate my body," but I sure as hell don't love it.  So by God, I'm getting this little ass to stepping & doing something about it. :)

I have been running 2 miles everyday and have also been attending workout classes at the Y [here in Fargo].  I had forgotten how GREAT it feels to sweat my little hiney off!!!

{I've lost 2 lbs, by the way}. :))

I have stopped drinking cokes and have started watching what I eat.  MOST IMPORTANTLY.....I have quit smoking.. for good.

Since Scott and I started dating we have had numerous talks about me quitting, why I even started smoking, would I quit if I had kids, etc.  I don't want to say that he "opened my eyes," but in a way he kind of did.  Since I'm on the road to a better me, I figured, why not make the change now?! So... I have.   Not to mention, a cigarette tastes horrible after working out {at least to me it does}.  This is day 3 with no cigarette and I feel great!  I considered not even posting about this because people give me shit for it all the time.  However, its such a drasting change .. I figured, what the hell!?

I'm rambling.. so I'll finish off this post with these:

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