July 23, 2014

Insert Witty Title Here

It's Wednesday. How 'bout that. I'm telling you right now this post is going to be particularly lackluster. Mainly because as I should be massaging these keys I'm actually too busy stuffing my face with English muffin pizzas. 

Except I'm on my last one so maybe I should slow it down and type more so it's there and I can feel like James Woods when he finds a piece of candy. 


So Wednesday. Confession time.

... K decided not to show up to class today. Today was supposed to be one of his posts but since it's not finished you're getting this shined up turd.  

... this week feels like it's dragging. My brain tells me it should be at least Thursday already. 

... the thoughts  to just stop have been floating around my brain in regards to blogging. Do I want to stop, no. Am I so busy with life that it's not even on my to-do list right now... yes. 

... a wedding at Penn State can't be topped. Seriously. Everyone should just get married at courthouses from now on. 






... I need fall to get here. I really want to get back to school. So I can get it over with. is this really even a confession? Everyone knows this...

... I'm trying really hard to quiet my urges to go on a spending spree replacing certain pieces of furniture right now. Like, a coffee table, TV console, and a night stand. 



... I'm also trying not to replace my entire wardrobe. Admittedly, I've bought quite a few new pieces since I started this new job.... work pants, cardigan, sneakers, palazzo pants because they're awesome, dresses, a new bag... But again with the patience.

And on that note... I'll see you kids Friday.. probably. 




July 22, 2014

Who Says That

One of my biggest pet peeves is being asked stupid questions. That saying about there being no such thing as a stupid question? It was most likely made up by someone having to justify the questions they were asked everyday, you know, so they didn't go into a rage. Me? Rage on.

Here's a list of 6 questions that will guarantee I give you the stink face while judging the shit out of you for being such an asshat.


Is that a perm?


I don't know... does it look like a perm.....

Did your parents want a boy?
It's no secret that my name is awesome Michael. Which is awesome. I personally love my name. We go together like Mac and Cheese and I wouldn't have it any other way. My mom liked the name and that's what she decided.


Would you ever change your name?
Umm, to what? Melissa, Kelly, Jessica, Nicole - No thanks. I am none of those and they don't fit me. (No offense if that's your name :)




You're a little behind aren't you? (In reference to (at the time) being 25, single, unmarried and no kids)
How about I just punch you in the face now? One, who says that to someone? And two, hell no I'm not behind. Here we are 4.75 years later and the only thing that's changed is I'm no longer single.... and I kind of want to be married.


Will there be booze?
What kind of question is this?? No really, who asks this?


 You want to go to the beach?
Anyone who knows me, or has read this blog for more than a month, knows that I'm in love with summer. I'm a sun sponge and make no secret that I would rather be on a beach than anywhere else.















July 21, 2014

That Job Though

I figured it was finally time to share some info about that doozy of a confession I dropped last week.

First off, let's all celebrate!



Okay. Now that we've got that out of the way let me just say that I am so excited to start this chapter. I knew about a week into my previous job that it wasn't for me but given my situation with school, it made sense to just do my time, graduate and then start looking aggressively. That's not to say I wasn't looking in the mean time.... obviously.

I went through binges where over a course of 2-3 days I would just apply to as many jobs that I could that fit what I was looking for. I got an e-mail back from one and realized I recognized the name of the firm. We set up an interview and I went, somewhat more relaxed than usual. I don't like to get my hopes up, and I wasn't overly confident. I was just opting to let things run their course.

I started letting go of the small hope I did have when I hadn't heard back after two weeks. K suggested that I still, at this time, send a follow-up e-mail thanking them for the interview. I wasn't going to since I figured too much time had passed, but in a sun-induced state, I sent one. I woke up to an e-mail the next day saying that if I was still looking they'd love to have me come in and meet the rest of the partners.



Two weeks later I went back for a follow-up, which NJ Transit was determined to make me miss, and then 2 days later I got The Call. Commence freak out. I accepted right then and there.

I put in a week and a half notice given the upcoming holiday (the 4th),  said goodbye to these views, and then I went on vacation. :)









July 18, 2014

In The Penn

Summer is rolling right along. I don't hate it. When I look back over my planner, I've had a busy few weeks. There's been something going on all the time it seems, and this weekend is no different! Today I'm even linking up for Fan Friday, kind of, and that never happens!

Keeping my new job a secret all that time was so hard. Sad, I know. It's been two weeks and I still love it. Life is definitely less stressful now and Whole Foods and I are already becoming BFFs. It may or may not have something to do with being across the street from each other.

In other news...

K's cousin is getting married tomorrow so we're headed to Penn State for the wedding. They're getting married at Penn State. The reception will be in one of the stadium VIP bars. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't kind of excited about this.



 Aside from that view, I'm not sure the weekend could possible get any better. I'll let you know!



Venus Trapped in Mars



July 16, 2014

Forgive Me Fitness Jesus... and other Confessions

I can't even beat around the bush today, let's just get to it.

Vodka and Soda


Forgive me fitness jesus for I have sinned. I confess that...

... the end of June and the first week of July were a non-stop food party. Not sorry. That Tuesday, K and I had a yelp event at Bahama Breeze. That Friday we had a yelp BBQ at Victory Sports Bar. The next day we had a birthday BBQ at a friend's house, and not to be quitters, we had a BBQ at a friends house that Sunday as well. And then I went on vacation.




... I opted to "go big" instead of going home and even did celebratory HH on Monday following the BBQ binge... which was followed by a celebratory lunch on Tuesday.


... I've kind of been slacking on my upper body workouts. I just hate doing chest and arm work so much. I'll do rows and pulldowns all day, but chest press....



... since I've been showing up regularly to my workouts and what not, my lovely lady lumps have decided to make some cutbacks. I'm really not okay with this smaller chest size bit. Which leads me to 3 options. 1) Get implants to bring them back to where they were; 2) get fat again; or 3) buy all my local VS push-up bras.


...since this was drafted way back before July actually started, I never really got off the old habits train. I've been eating like shit and I pretty much despise myself for it. Still, I've been going to the gym. I'd like to think I'm breaking even but I doubt it.


...Yesterday I ate a brownie because it was there. I HATE brownies. What in the actual fuck.


... sometimes I'd rather just be fat. Then I remember how miserable I was 13 pounds ago and I'm all



And last but not least, my biggest confession of all...





... I've been keeping a secret from y'all.... I GOT A NEW JOB!!!



July 15, 2014

Lend A Paw

Ever since I was a kid, I've had a huge heart for animals. Here we are some a few decades years later and not much has changed. I still brake for birds and squirrels and the ASPCA commercials tear me apart. 


Still, what she's doing has so much merit. I've always said that if I had the space and resources I'd live on a farm taking in any stray I could find. There are so many animals that need help, love, and affection. Enter Rock & Rawhide


Rock & Rawhide aims to increase adoptions and quality of life for dogs and cats in shelters, by providing distraction therapy and noise/stress reduction through the donations of toys, tough chew items, Kongs, Nylabones, bones, rawhides, blankets and more.


How Does it Work?

One of the greatest things this organization does is to set up foster homes for animals. We may not realize it but being in a shelter is a very traumatic experience for them. It's loud, different, and it's not what they know. 

Many shelter animals are down on their luck, and need a second chance. They have lived in homes before, they have lived with children, other pets, and life was great! But perhaps their human passed away, or maybe they fell on hard times and just couldn't afford pet care any longer. And now Muffy or Fluffy or Spike or Spot is sitting in a cage wondering what on earth happened. Sure, there are some shelter pets who sadly have never felt love, or the affection of a human before. Some were abused or neglected. But all of them still have hope, they wag their tails, they purr. 

Enter A Pathway to Hope.

A Pathway to Hope is dedicated to the rescue, rehabilitation and adoption of abandoned dogs and cats, with a special focus on south to north rescue of northern breed dogs, the rescue of stray cats, and community outreach to further the cause of rescue.

A pet needs time to decompress, to learn trust, to “get over” the shelter experience. This may be easy for some pets, and not so easy for others. A patient and loving foster home can help them through this process. 

Meet Millie!




She's absolutely beautiful and needs a loving home. 

If interested in adopting/fostering, or even taking Millie for walks, please e-mail at RockAndRawhide@gmail.com 
or A Pathway to Hope Rescue at Pathwaytohope@yahoo.com












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July 9, 2014

How to Know You're an Adult

Way back when I read a post about why being an adult is better than being a kid. Although she raises valid points, being an adult sometimes sneaks up on you, and it made me start thinking about the not so obvious, or fun, signs that you've become an adult. I had a few of my own but reached out to you guys for opinions as well.
 
 
 
You can no longer go to bed late and wake up early.
You need the extra day after a night of drinking.
Kat: You have ever used the phrase "tax deduction".
 

Allyssa: Going to the DMV and hearing about kids passing their road tests.
Sara: A "house party" is now a gathering of women buying makeup/purses or someone just bought a house.



Flix: You are around teens and need to resist the urge to "teach them something".
 
 

Erin: You get excited when someone cancels on your plans after work because that means you can go sit your ass on the couch and veg. I'm so guilty of this.

Sara: Laundry

Jessica: You ask for appliances for Christmas. As a side note, asking for appliances is ok. Yay for not haing to buy a new microwave myself.  It's NOT ok when you receive an appliance from a boyfriend.
 
 

If I'm being truthful, I'm guilty of all of these things and yet I still don't feel like an adult. You know what they say: Age is just a number!
 
 

 

July 7, 2014

Thoughts

You guys... we're a week into July already. Can you believe it? I don't know about your but this year seems to be flying by for me. 

I spent this past weekend down the shore with Little Miss and my parents. So. Much. Fun. It was her first time with the ocean so that was interesting and hilarious. A few shots from the weekend...





I just had to take a picture... it was right next door.





Two weeks ago I found out that Rise Against was touring with dates in the US for once. So of course I bought one. I'm not going to say no to $35 tickets.



Other than that it's kind of business as usual over here. But I kind of feel like a mullet. Business up front, party in the back.

And since I just compared my life to a nightmare hairstyle from the 80s I think it's time to go.