The Wedding Of the Century

I am up! Snuggled on the couch, switching between every channels various footage of the Royal Wedding!! I can hardly wait for the dress to be revealed!

I can't believe today is here!!!

Couch to SomethingK

So I have kindorsortof taken up running. Or rather am attempting to take up running. Everything I have read about this venture is to start slow. Now I used to be in really good shape. Like really really really good shape. 5 nights a week of dancing followed up with gym work outs and the throw in some skiing for good measure. But I have never been a runner so this is a whole knew adventure for me and my very out of shape body. Luckily Jazzercise has helped me through that initial shock phase that I think happens when you go from couch surfing to the gym, but I still have a long ways to go before I am a "runner". Baby steps right?

I am shooting for 2-3 days at the gym while I still have Jazzercise classes and then when those are over we will up gym visits to 3-4 (1 hour visits). Luckily my new found work/life balance with the new job actually allows for this and I think it is realistic. I have also really lucked out and my apartment building has the perfect "home" gym with a few ellipticals, a treadmil, bike, weights and room to do stretches and free weights. Much more enjoyable then going to the grimy Bally that I used to belong to! I am not sure what my running goals are per se. Right now I am shoot to run 5K but I am not going to put a time limit on it, I just want to run it at some point.

I am hitting a wall with my music selection. I am operating with some very outdated music and I really need to put together a few really good mixes that will keep me energized and pushing forward with my running regimen. Anyone have any workout music suggestions for me?

Life Sights

I saw this guy the other day when I was walking home from Jazzercise.

That dog has to be at least 120 pounds and he was seriously over half way out the window! I started to walk away after a did a double take but I back tracked to creepily take a picture because I knew it was just too good to walk away from.

On an unrelated note I was trying to get my closet under control. (It really is amazing how messy I can make that small little room--I am debating showing you all a picture but I am going to decide against it so there can be no hating on me). Anyways, I m going through my middle dresser drawer to see if there is anything I can part with and to fold my plethora of T-shirts that after months just get tossed around and jumbled. But I pull out ALL the clothes in the drawer, get to the bottom, and discover this appalling sight:

Yes that is the bottom of the drawer that has collapsed. This is just a documented proof that IKEA furniture (especially the really really cheap stuff) has a total of three moves in it before it just loses its ability to function.

So now we are on the hunt for a new (but very affordable dresser) or a role of duct tape to put this baby back together. (Right now I am leaning towards the role of duct tape!).

Royal Wedding Jitters

I have joined all the other women across the world who are obsessed with the upcoming nuptials of Wils and Kate. I love a good wedding. But oh goodness...give me a royal one and I lust with interest. While I am counting down the days, I am checking out some of the memorabilia.

Who wouldn't want a Catherine Engagement Doll? I want one!

Pez dispensers

Kiss me Kate Beer:

I actually really really really want the stamps if I can get my hands on them:

Has anyone else found anything just fabulous for the royal wedding??

I feel like a write a lot of these posts. And maybe that is a sign. But yesterday was anything but the great Easter I had in mind or remembered as a child. Yes, I know there is a time that the little fledgling needs to fly out of the nest, build their own life and start their own traditions and holiday memories. Sometimes I do this well. I have survived 4 Thanksgivings without my family. Fourth of July I have done just fine. And then BAM---Easter...out of nowhere has me crying big crocodile tears and hiccuping with snot flying all over (too graphic maybe?). I'm not sure what set me off this year. Easter growing up was nothing short of magical like all holidays in my house. My sister and I were just talking last night about how we would wake up to huge Easter baskets set out on the table. Giant stuffed animals (ask me about the bunny that pretty much made my childhood) and Easter dresses with bow socks. That puts some pretty high expectations on a holiday! 

Part of me feels like I am ground to nothing with my life here in DC. I have such a strong pull to pack my bags and just head back so I am not missing out on family moments and memories. And then the stubborn streak in me (hard to imagine huh?) tells me to stay--to stick it through. 

I'm running out of steam here. And I have no idea what the next part/chapter/section/move of my life is supposed to be. I don't feel like I even have a clue. And maybe that is beauty of yesterday. Here I am wondering, looking around me for the answers to these huge parts of my life and the reality is that I need to trust in Him.