I tried it, but wordpress just didn’t work for me like blogger did and does. Fare thee well, wordpress. It was short and not so sweet. I found myself not posting b/c I hated the format!

Hello blogger. Please accept me back into your arms and don’t hold it against me, kay?

I’m back to my blogger site!  SAWWY!

I’ve been taking a little break from the computer lately, and thus have been absent from blogging and posting pictures and the like.  It’s okay, because I needed it.  I’ve been reading A LOT.  When I read, I blow through multiple books at a time.  I think in the last three weeks I’ve read maybe five or six novels, maybe more?  I just finished “the jungle” by uption sinclair (depressing, much?) and I’m going to start “Gone with the Wind” today methinks.  I’m not sure I have the patience for another long classic.  I’m kind of needing a light airy breezy fiction read, or maybe some interesting non-fiction.  Any suggestions?

I heard back from the studio I interviewed with and as of today, I have two scheduled weddings!  Joy!  The first wedding should be even and all the more interesting because it’s in Port Huron, an hour north of Detroit, and will be a traditional native american ceremony.  Wowzers.

I have to admit, I’m nervous, but also excited.  It will be great.

I don’t have the mental energy to post about my healthcapades because it isn’t pretty.  I’m not eating great, and I’m not losing.  I’m a slug.  I need to get moving.  I feel so much better when i work out, but I’m so recalcitrant to do it.  *siiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*

Maybe it’s the dog days of summer that have me all lazy and unmotivated.  Maybe it’s the tides of life.  My schedule’s been cattywampus and I need to get back into the swing of life.  I’m not depressed, just bleh and meh and eh.  You know.  You’ve been there.

Anyway, I could do with a little personal motivation, and I have a sneaking inkling that it will begin and end in prayer.  Today, I thought “i miss you, jesus.”  I believe that indicates a problem, doesn’t it?

I am scheduling a date with my Bible.  and putting it on repeat.

It’s getting harder. I have to be more in control and more thoughtful. I can eat more. I can eat a wider variety. It’s just how it works. It was never designed to be so restrictive for your whole life. The farther out you get, the looser the ropes. However, I cherish the feeling of clean eating. I adore this tabula rosa. I relish in the fact that indeed…I’ve made a habit out of good food, healthy food, nourishing food.

Yesterday while I was eating an apple and peanut butter, i had to stop and reflect on how GOOD an apple really tastes. God has given us SUCH good food and we clog up our body with cheetos! (I say this b/c dammit, I had some cheetos last night.) And you just feel YUCK after eating crap that your body wasn’t ever really meant to eat in the first place.

Anyway, I’m approaching my six month mark, and I’m blessed. I don’t want to stop. I want to challenge myself to step it up and keep moving and keep losing and keep stretching. Thankful too, for my girlies! You lovely things that always leave a sweet comment when I’m blue, or answer my questions when I’m confused or lift my spirits when I’m down. Thank you, b/c how alone would I feel without you?! If I don’t say thank you at least once a month, it’s not enough.

So, the blog will be empty for another few days or so.  Gah!  My routine is so broken up and jumbly!  Forgive me whilst I’m broken up and jumbly!

Till I write again!
Lace

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I’m onboard!  I know little to no details, as I should be getting more information from them later, but just wanted to share that juicy bit of joy and goodness with all ya’ll!  Thanks for the love and well wishes; you make me so happy!

It’s confession time.  I am deeply entrenched in reading a series of books that I’m embarrassed to confess I love.  The Twilight series is ridiculously basic reading.   And I LOVE the books.  I’ve finished the first two: Twilight and New Moon (started and finished yesterday!!!), and now you can bet I’ll be at the store picking up Eclipse tonight.  I was super embarrassed at first that I was so into a vampire novel, but now I’m all “whatever” and keep on reading.  I am so into this series, I’m seriously disappointed when I stop reading for a second and realize, “oh wait, this is just a book…and I have a life.”  I also realize that I’m 27 and desperately want to know I’m not the only woman in her 20′s reading these books and enjoying them.  Did I mention they are making or have already made a twilight movie that’s coming out in december?  Click here to see all the goth romanticalness.  Please, someone join in with me and read these mindless vampire romances with me.  Yeah, I know.  shut up.

Oh!  Also!  I hit a big number this weekend.  75 pounds lost total since January.  WOOT!  I’m so pleased!  I really didn’t conceptualize that I would have lost this much so soon, but I feel fantastic.  I hope (crosses fingers) that I can hit 100 pounds lost by the end of this summer.  That would be a surreal and fabulous dream come true.  I have no idea if I’ll actually comprehend what a feat this was/is.  I would love to say I’m going to celebrate and do something wonderful and fabulous, but mostly I think i’ll just keep my head down, my eyes focused and keep pressing on towards my goals.

Well, not much depth to my writing today.  I could have made each of these topics a long post, but I’m scattered in the brain, with work to catch up on, cleaning to catch up on, Vampire novels to read, and weight to keep losin’.

This is the most happy Friday!  It’s loverly outside.  I’ve got good music on. (please click here to listen along with me!!) I got my new crumpler bag in the mail.  AND, best news yet…I’m flying home this evening to rendezvous with my family and friends in Missouri.

I feel kind of like a kid the night before Christmas!  I’m staying at my best girl’s house with her hubby, and I’m so so so happy about it.  Her name is Ashley and she is divine.  I call her booty…it’s a term of endearment.   Also, I realized that this summer will be our thirteenth year of fabulous friendship.  Happy anniversary to us.  hahah!

I love Detroit because it’s my home, but nothing can replace your childhood sweetness.  Missouri is sure to be humid and buggy on this, the first day of summer…and i can’t wait to breathe it in!

Oh joy. 

So I’m figuring a lot out about marriage and love and such, and mostly it’s all good productive information that no one bothers to slap you in the face with while you’re all googly eyed and on a drug called endorphins. But I wouldn’t have listened so i fault you all not. I’m figuring out that love is different than you think it is. It’s different than the movies, and it’s rarely found in those pop songs on the radio. In particular, it’s not found much in high school…nor can you really unearth it in the first few years of a marriage. The kind of love I’m learning about is a little more subtle and easy to miss if you aren’t looking. It’s something I know about one percent about, and am trying to keep scratching away to uncover more. It’s good stuff, and I’m thinking that it’s better than the romance novels because it’s real and it’s hard and it’s a daily thing that involves ignoring and accepting and rejoicing and laughing. I’m pretty sure it’s the stuff that heroes are made of, and we may just be walking among them. I think my parents might know a thing or two about it actually. I should watch them closely this weekend and see what I can learn. Mike’s parents indeed know quite a bit about it as well. I have not quite got the hang of it all yet, but I’m lucky in that the man I married is patient. He is ever-patient. In fact, I do believe he is a man who belongs in another era, because he is just so loyal and steadfast and honorable-it truly makes me proud. If anything can make you proud, it’s being married to a man of character.

So here’s your picture quote. I don’t know who wrote it, so if you do, shout it out. But it’s pretty, and it’s true, and I thought you may like it as well:

“But some emotions don’t make a lot of noise. It’s hard to hear pride. Caring is real faint – like a heartbeat. And pure love – why, some days it’s so quiet, you don’t even know it’s there.”

My hair.  It’s just…coming out like crazy.  it’s ridiculous.  I keep thinking, “when will it stop?!  Dear Jesus help me, when will it stop?!”  And really, I don’t THINK it’s noticeable, but in a couple more months, if this keeps up, it will be.

has anyone else had this going on?