Isn't She Beautiful...

Well lemme tell ya!

 I have been a busy busy bee. This weekend was epic in all amazing proportions. I went to a conference with my sister and a friend... and her sister-in-laws. It was a conference for the women in my church called Time Out for Women. I laughed... and I cried... and I drove for 12 hours!!! Proud much? Well you better be. Cause I didn't gain a single pound.

BOOM!



But let me get to the guts of this post. You see those legs?

Those SEXY sexy legs?



Well Cassie took me exploring last night.

HA!

Why is this so funny? Well Sunday I had fallen while putting lotion on my crazy amazing legs and fell backwards. I hit my head on the corner of one of our walls and blacked out. It was pretty amazing how loud the fall was. My husband heard it all the way in the garage... and ran to my rescue when he heard my baby SCREAMING because she thought I had died.

I am prone to concussions. Once you have one you are at higher risk to have another one. I have had three. I'm pretty sure Sunday's head smacking ordeal was a minor concussion. I was nauseous and sick all day Sunday, and even yesterday. Today my head hurts- but it's only slight.

And then yesterday. Ohh lucky me, yesterday.

I went out on a walk. We had planned on some interval training but got curious.

Curiosity killed the cat right?

Well it darn near almost killed me too!

I attempted to climb up and over a fallen tree, and one of my legs slipped out from under me. I- how do you say this?... hurt myself? Where the sun doesn't shine.

It took me a minute to catch my breath.

Cassie had to sit down so she wouldn't pee her pants from laughing at me as hard as she was.

And then I almost died AGAIN when we crossed a small swampy stream and the stinking log SNAPPED under my weight. AND DOWN I WENT.

Yay ME. Again.

On the way back my shoes were slippery with mud and blood from the thorns that kept attacking my sexy legs. (Okay, lets be honest, that was just for dramatic affect- the blood was minor. haha!) So I couldn't walk across the huge fallen tree over the river.

I tried once. And then twice.

Not gonna happen. So I just told Cass I was going to just cross the river.

She was bent over laughing at me at this point. And wouldn't ALLOW me to get into the hypothermic making river.

I ended up scooting across the slimy log, while getting groped by branches the entire way. My pants almost didn't make it.

In fact- I ALMOST DIDN'T MAKE IT!

But alas, drama aside I did make it, and we ended up running through the paths and trees. It was beautiful and "happy making." We felt free.

And so you would think that this is the end of my wonderful klutzy adventures, wouldn't you?

Well it's not.

Last night when I got home and after Cassie had taken pictures of my thorn torn legs I did the worst thing a gal with a minor concussion could do.

I SLIPPED AND FELL DOWN MY ASPHALT PATIO STAIRS.

SO.

My name is Nick-klutz.

A name I haven't been known by since highschool.

A name that better NOT take me out this racing season this year, or I am going to raise HADES!

A name that has made not only my head throb, but my booty ache, and my legs burn.

But I look good... so I will continue to carry on.

INJURIES AND ALL!

Something happened two days ago that really tore me up emotionally. It wasn't really THAT big of a deal other than the fact that I had put myself out there... and yet was still "rejected." That moment when you realize your needs aren't as important to someone else as you have made their needs to you. Does that even make sense?

I have helped put something together that I was passionate about, but quickly lost interest because of all the ungrateful attitudes that seemed to be directed towards me. But once it was done, I thought I'd be able to move on. To just get over it.

But I haven't.

My heart is still heavy.

I feel as if I am carrying the burdens of the World on my shoulders right now. And that is such a sad feeling.

Feeling used, and taken advantage of takes so much out of someone. A simple, "thank you" goes so very far.

And then I feel even worse because I don't hide emotion very well and I have had several different friends ask if I was upset with them.

I just need to find some way to kick this raunchy feeling. Maybe I will put a show on and take a nap with my lovely little people that I love so much.

I hope you are all having a better week than I and that my crappy week turns into a great weekend.

Till then my pretties.

Happy Monday everyone! I am so stinking pumped about everything that happened this weekend. First off we went out with some friends and went to dinner, then bowling... then to DQ's. lol! It was so much fun! And all for my hubby's 30'th birthday. *la'sigh*

It's a sign of the times y'all... when bowling makes for an epic evening. And yup. I said epic. :)

First off Red Robbin is such a yummy burger joint. Uber yummy! Yummy to my tummy, yummy.

But I with held and restrained myself by getting the blt croissant and a side salad. I only ate half of the blt and guess what- that made it only 330 calories. Way to work it, Ms. Nichole.

And yes, I did just cheer myself on.

But one of the most exciting parts leading up to our date night was the fact that I fit into my size 18 jeans that I haven't worn in YEARS! And even then... it was only when I had spanks on.



No spanks then! And yes... I have a serious apple bottom. What ev. I'm resigned to the fact that I will always have a Kardashian booty- and I'm okay with that. ;)

This is my hubby and I eight years ago... almost exactly- showing off our bottoms for our engagement pics. haha! And once again, an apple bottom. It is what it is... :)

Continuing on... this morning after my mad dash through hell to the dentist with all three of my children, I weighed in. I'm pretty sure one of the reasons I did so well with my weigh-in was because of how profusely sweaty I was from the stress of making sure no one got lost at the office. Note to self- never take a 5 year old, 3 year old, and 1 year old into a dental office with a HUGE @$$ GINORMOUS stroller as the restraint. It don't fit... and ain't nobody got time fo' dat!

Between me getting sandwiched in the hallway and Lyndi flinging her bottle around hollering at the top of her lungs I was mortified and had the great lakes spewing out of my arm pits. Luckily I was wearing my work out clothes. Sadly I went to the gym AFTERward.

Eh. I'll let the dentist believe I went to the gym and got funky before hand. No shame in that.

But enough of my skirting around my numbers though. I lost another 2 pounds. That puts me at 242 pounds with a 37 pound loss. YIPPEEEEE!!!!

And I lifted weights by myself in the cardio room with the big dogs. I may have been just a little intimidated by the mere muscle mass around me... but I pumped me some iron anyway.

Big bootie got it GOIN' ON- and if my bootie can handle it... I know yours can too!

Hey ya'll! I know today is supposed to be all about focussing on all things but scale... but it has been a great week so I have to focus a LITTLE on my scale victory.

First off- I LOST 3 POUNDS THIS LAST WEEK!!! :) Yay! That puts me at 35 pounds lost. I'm pretty proud of myself. It has been pretty stinking hard. That puts me at 244!



And now onto... NSV'S! :)

I did super great over Easter. It was an 8 hour drive round trip and I didn't even eat myself into sugar oblivion. That my friends is a fete never accomplished.

During Saturday nights Chili feed with my husbands family... I only had a third of a potatoe. And whaddya know... I was stuffed.

I worked out pretty hard Monday and Wednesday. My friend Cass went out of town and I still went to the gym to get my burn on. Although my mouth hurt a lot from all the dental work, I felt amazing and was uber happy I went.

I took the kids to the park for a couple of hours yesterday and soaked up a lot of vitamin D. Normally after a work out I go home and zone out. I didn't this time. GO ME! :)

I even went to McDonalds and treated myself yesterday. I wanted a normal size oreo McFlurry with hot fudge added (SOOO GOOD!) BUT instead got a plain sundae with a Strawberries n'creme pie. I know, I know... I splurged... BUT I was well within my calorie goals and I went to bed satisfied.

Last week I helped clean a friends house on Friday for 6 hours. She lives an hour away and so it took the entire day but I had enough energy to get most of the house clean. I'm ADHD so please- BE PROUD. :)

And my biggest NSV for the week- I shared my "story" on someone elses blog. (You can find it by clicking on the link.) This took lots of guts, and is somewhat embarassing... but I did it. :)

Anyway, I have a friend coming over so I should clean up my own house a little. Hope you all had some good victories as well.

Kate from over at Not Your Typical Jersey Girl asked me to guest post for her. Come check me out and leave some love. :)

Love Nikki

Goodness I have waited awhile to post again. I promise I am ON track still! Yay! Infact I am pretty anxious to weigh in today, especially after Easter weekend.  I will see how well I REALLY did, won't I? ;)

Moving on- do you remember my posting about this: