We've got this down to a science, baby.

I haven't written in forever, which isn't really a problem for anyone else by myself. I'm pretty sure that no one reads this, it's only here out of my pure amusement.

I'm at work, and I have plenty of it to do, that's for sure. But some mornings I just can't seem to get it in gear. I woke up relatively early today, and in fear of not being able to wake up on my own if i shut off the alarm clock, I got up. I showered, decided against doing my hair, put my makeup on, and left the house. Dad's playing hookie this morning, so no carpooling. I haaaaate not carpooling! These gas prices are just NOT funny anymore. NOT. FUNNY. The last time I filled my tank I spent $65.39!!!! For like a 16 gallon tank. I swear. I drive a 1993 Chevy Blazer, and I used to be able to fill the tank for $43. No lie.

The past week was decent. No need to go into too much detail, I feel. Went on two dinner dates with good friends. Worked. Didn't go to the gym. Ugh. Friday afternoon I went around and did some errands, including Toys R Us to pick something up for my nephew's first birthday! And let me just tell you, he's the cutest thing ever.



What do you think? =] Now what you CAN'T see, is his hair. His light brown ringlets. They're just too much!! I bought him that onesie a few weeks ago, with the anchor on it. I'm obsessed with the whole nautical thing. I don't really know what it is, I just can't get enough of it! I'm in the process of redecorating my room, and I've already bought the blue, red and white sheets... And I'm going to put up a porthole mirror, and some searsucker in there somewhere. I've even got a giant anchor tattooed on my ribcage.

(I tried putting a picture of it here, but it's SOOOO huge!! I just can't get it to work.)

There's a story behind it, but no need to go into that right now either. OH YEAH. I was talking about something! I'm so ADD! So i'm convinced that my nephew will love firetrucks. I've decided. Haha. I bought him firetruck stuff for Christmas, and for his birthday this weekend I bought him a little Ride-On firetruck. It sings. It's adorable. I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm absolutely in love with this little boy. He's my heart, seriously.

Around the time he was first born, I was having a lot of things going on in my life, a lot of negative things... And him coming into this world has really just restored my faith in life... With all the bad things that happen on a daily basis, things like him still happen. He's this little bundle of love, of life... His face lights up when he sees me... When I walk into a room, he'll run at me full speed with his arms up, and I just can't refrain from picking him up and smothering him with Auntie kisses. He's just my life.



(that's not me haha.)

So Father's Day was good too. My sister and I bought this huge backyard gazebo for our dad, and gave it to him last week so that we could build it together before my nephew's birthday party. Dad and I built it Saturday morning before the party. So on Sunday, My dad and my sister's fiancee went and played some golf. My mom and my aunt did some errands, and I was at home alone. So I sat on the couch, Myspaced, watched TV. And then felt really crappy about myself so I went to the gym and did 60 full minutes of cardio which HAS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE IN MY LIFE. I just don't do that. I wasn't going to do that much, (uhhh it's ridiculously tiring) but this gorrrrgeeeouuss guy got on the elliptical next to me... And I didn't want to seem like a wimp!! So. It sounds really shallow, but the way I see it, I pushed myself a lot harder than I would have anyways.. So what's it really matter? I cancelled my tanning package the other day because I never use it, but i have 30 days before it's officially cancelled, so I decided to go use it a little since it's right next to the gym.. When I went home everyone was back, and getting things ready for dinner. I showered up and all that, and we ate. We had burgers, salads, corn on the cob, that kind of thing. Here's the fun part. When dinner was over, there were like five ears of corn leftover... My dad and soon-to-be brother-in-law put money down saying I couldn't eat them all.

Six bucks later, I feel verrrrry full of corn, let me just say that. Totally worth it!! Haha. I love corn. And six bucks is six bucks! Good thing I spent all that time at the gym though!!

Now.. I feel like everyone's blogs have purpose to them... My favorite blogger I've come to find is this woman, that of course, I don't know. I just found it one day.. Her blog is about her life as a stay at home mom to three little kids. She's funny, she's happy, and her children are adorable, so I read it all the time. Another one I like is all about movies that the writer watches. Some people review restaurants, some people document their travels. I think I'll theme my blog, but it's a little depressing haha.

I'm going to write about my day to day life, which all in all isn't that interesting... But I'm going to write about my journey through heartbreak. I was burned quite badly by it this past year, and am just learning the methods on getting through it while keeping my sanity.

I'll delve deeper into the issue a little later maybe, but right now I've got to get to work... The latest lesson learned is that there are other sources of love in this world other than just the romantic kind from the opposite (in my personal preferance!) sex. My nephew for example. He shows me every day how to love more than I ever thought possible.

He's teaching me that it WILL be okay.


ktg.