my, um, humps...

This is freakin' hilarious. Thanks to Kelly for giving me insane levels of appreciation for the dry wit of Alanis Morissette. Click here for the original Black-Eyed Peas video.

sorry

I've been really busy. I go to school, I do community nursing hours, then I go to work, and I do more clinical hours in the hospital (at night, no less). Not that I'm complaining, because this is the beginning of a long-held dream come true for me, but it does explain why I've been neglectful of this blog, I hope.

As promised, here are more pictures from our Colorado trip. You can also see a bunch more on my Flickr page, if you want.

the best birthday present

Taken on my birthday on a mountaintop in Rocky Mountain National Park. Clearly, the glee is spilling out of my pores, I'm so excited. Snow is always a big deal to a Florida girl.

jason is gonna get arrested... for several reasons

Dumb laws in Florida:

Women may be fined for falling asleep under a hair dryer, as can the salon owner.
A special law prohibits unmarried women from parachuting on Sunday or she shall risk arrest, fine, and/or jailing.
If an elephant is left tied to a parking meter, the parking fee has to be paid just as it would for a vehicle.
It is illegal to sing in a public place while attired in a swimsuit.
Men may not be seen publicly in any kind of strapless gown.
Having sexual relations with a porcupine is illegal.
It is illegal to skateboard without a license.
When having sex, only the missionary position is legal.
You may not fart in a public place after 6pm.
It is considered an offense to shower naked.
You are not allowed to break more than three dishes per day, or chip the edges of more than four cups and/or saucers.
Oral sex is illegal.
You may not kiss your wife's breasts.
Penalty for horse theft is death by hanging.

okay, here you go

I've got the snucky sniffles. I don't feel very nice. And the 990 photos Jason and I took with our friend Dan's amaze-o camera are still stuck on the camera, because we don't have the cable thingy to download the photos. But, since my page (without any photos) is starting to become only slightly less interesting than, oh, watching paint dry, here you go. I'll provide as many commentaries as I have energy for:


We met at BJ and Cheryl's house for a 20 & 30-somethings get-together for our church. That's Cheryl in the blue shirt. This picture was taken shortly before we all got naked, swilled Cisco, and sacrificed a live chicken.


This is BJ. While seemingly harmless on Sundays, he will unleash his foo on you if you get too close with a camera, like Bruce Lee, Sean Penn, or similar. Maggie is attempting to explain this phenomenon to other victims.


Maggie and I


We took a girls' night out to see Five For Fighting at House of Blues, as well as have a birthday celebration for Maggie and I. Here, she is getting beautiful for John Ondrasik.


Jessica and I at Rainforest Cafe. Jess looks beautiful, as always, but I'm really trying to figure out where I found a vat of Crisco to dip my head in prior to this photo.


Me, Amanda, and possibly one too many margaritas...

leaving my heart in Colorado

We leave for Florida tomorrow. We will leave this wintry wonderland and head back to 90-degree humid heat. I am looking forward to being back in my own bed (where I really do sleep the best) and snuggling with my cat and resuming the healthy lifestyle I'd been doing before I left for vacation.

But I'm really feeling sad about leaving here for so many reasons. Granted, I've been eating some delicious, non-WW-friendly foods, like the fantastic Beau Jo's Pizza and lots of Starbucks Frappuccinos (Java Chip, thank you) and some Fat Tire Beer at the Little Bear Saloon in Evergreen. I've loved every second of it, and if I gain 5 or 10 pounds, it was worth it. Ironically enough, the population here is some of the fittest around: everywhere you look, there's open spaces and trails and hiking places and horse ranches and even just shoveling all this snow that seems to fall so often. I've never seen so many places that offer healthy alternatives on their menus - even Beau Jo's had an entire 2 pages worth of gluten-free offerings.

Anyway, being here has been so relaxing, so freeing, and not just because we're on vacation. I love that life in general here is a little more laid-back. I love how excited Jason gets at the thought of being minutes away from Red Rocks, or all the trout fishing, the mountain homes, all the horses and wildlife, and of course, the snow. He's like a kid in a candy store, and I can't tell you how full that makes my heart feel.

So, yeah, we're not really wanting to go home.

a little bit of grace and maybe some chunk

I'm writing this from my friends' house in Colorado. It's my birthday, and it's snowing outside. We're on the side of a mountain, and it looks like Christmas everywhere. (And if I had had the foresight to bring the cable thingy that lets you upload pictures to your laptop, you might see what I mean.)

So, today, I normally weigh in. I don't think I'm going to weigh in today. And my diet while on vacation has been less than spartan, for sure. I've eaten raisin French toast and French fries and homemade rocky road candy and chicken parmesan and cinnamon rolls and a really delicious open-faced hot roast beef sandwich. Needless to say, these items are not low-cal, low-fat, or low-anything. High-GOOD, really. And if it means I gain five pounds, so be it. Worrying over my weight while I'm on vacation AND it's my birthday... well, WW will say it's possible and doable, but I just don't feel like it. So THERE.

I'm going to play in the snow now.