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lawdy I thought Friday would never arrive!

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Seriously. For a short work week, this was the LONGEST. WEEK. EVER. I told Stoney yesterday that I was pretty sure I’d aged 45 years over the past week. Have you seen my spectacles and cane?

I caught up on True Blood last night and I’m going to head over and read Sue’s recap of the episode today at Hey Don’t Judge Me. If you’re watching the show, you’ll want to supplement your viewing pleasure with her very witty recaps. She’s the olive and caper on top of the Easy Cheese goodness.
Man. I could go for some Easy Cheese right now…
This weekend appears to be one of no plans and I’m okay with that. Maybe the party barge will be all better and we can go day-trippin’ to the lake.
I’m very excited about seeing friends and family tonight at Tony and GiGi’s reception. Also, I am going to look really cute. (I have to start planning the cute way early in the day so that by the time the event rolls around, my voodoo has kicked in. Cuteness Voodoo is not an easy magic. Or would that be magick?)
Next week, I start back on my exercise routine. Maybe if I keep saying that in writing to the Internetz, it’ll really happen… I should do something like video blog it. Hahaha. Instead of My Drunk Kitchen (which is AWESOME) I could do I Drink Because I Exercise. Or would that be I Exercise Because I Drink?
Or Boozercise. Even better.

Hmmmmm.
Have a great weekend, y’all.

2011: Month of Mel Day(s) 4,5,6,& 7

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So, here’s the thing. I haven’t seen El Jefe in 3 weeks. He was in town Thursday afternoon. I didn’t blog Friday… so deal with it. If I had blogged, it would have gone something like this:

Month of Mel Day 4:

In 1900 my Mema was born today. She was awesome. I miss her and her fried pies.

I haven’t seen El Jefe in 3 weeks and I’ve missed him like I would miss oxygen a little bit. He got me an iPad for my birthday. Let’s all pay homage to El Jefe because he is awesome.

(this is where we pay homage. Do It.)

Saturday

Month of Mel Day 5:

Saturday we went to see Jenn C. do her emcee thing at Electric Cowboy. She was really funny and looked beautiful…I wanted to ride the electric Bull but couldn’t because I was afraid something would go wrong and I wouldn’t be able to do my Sunday event…

Sunday:

Damn. 5:00 A.M. comes really effin early. Just sayin. I needed to get El Jefe to the airport in the 6:00 A.M. range–then I had to get to the River Market to walk/run that half marathon that was a really good idea a few months ago.

My untrained goal was to finish at 3:30. My walking partner, Eric and I finished at 3:25:09. As far as I am concerned, this was a big win.

Here’s Team Melf:
Lindy, Me, Eric, Robyn
Me and Robyn after we finished. We are totally celebrating. As we should be.
And here is my official stuff. I . Am . Awesome . If you don’t think so, then you suck.

I came home with a couple of souvenirs…and I’m not talking about my medal and MELF shirt

Yes that’s a 2 blister, blister. Awesome.

I’m happy. and proud. and so glad it’s over.

Today is Monday. If I’m not at work, now you know why…

don’t worry, I’ll save you.

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In last night’s weird dreams, I was a WWII nurse. I was also a mercenary. I looked real damn good in my hot little nurse’s uniform, while I was kicking ass and taking names with my bad ass guns and big knife.

I don’t know where any of this came from. I do know that the dream ended with my plane going down in flames and I had to save myself and my patient.

So I hooked myself and dude up to our parachutes, and tossed him out of the plane, then I jumped out after him. Of course, my chute was completely buggered but somehow I managed to dive toward dude, attach myself to him and open his chute…thereby being a heroine of epic proportions. All the while still looking really damn hot in my nurse’s uniform.

It’s my dream, and I’d appreciate it if you’d just play along. Mkay? Thanks.
Today I plan to walk 4 miles at lunch. Don’t know if I can do 6 again…mainly because I don’t have the time. But also because my legs hate me today. But they can just keep on hating me…because I have an image to uphold. I can’t continue to wear a hot nurse’s uniforms in my dreams (and be a kick ass mercenary/angel of mercy) if my legs don’t look good…

happy happy joy joy

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THIS IS HOW HAPPY I AM THAT THE SUN IS OUT AND IT IS WARM AND I WILL GLOW AND SPARKLE AND JUMP ON THE TRAMPOLINE TO CELEBRATE!

Birdrunner and I will be doing our death march HAPPY-FUNTIME WALK today at lunch and I totally cannot wait! It’s gorgeous today–the high is supposed to be in the 60s and I’m already purring like a kitteh as my skin tingles from being kissed by my favorite round yellow thing in the sky.

IT IS THE SUN AND IT IS WORSHIPPING ME I AM WORSHIPPING IT AS APPROPRIATE…

(hey you! yes you…I see you trying to take a peek up my dress… don’tStop it, I say!)

Oh my. I’m feeling slightly manic. I think I’m overdosing on rays of sun. Is that possible? Or do I just need to cut back on the caffiene? I suppose I should eat something, that might help.

I think I just need to jump on the trampoline a little longer…

Can you tell I’m so over this damn winter and ready for summer? I need to get my Bain de Soileil (for the San Tropez tan) on! (Hey, at least I use the kind with sunscreen now. Back in the day *ahem* the 80s it was baby oil with iodine. I was a daring little thing, huh?)

Dear Moutain Harbor, Ouachita Lake,

I cannot wait to pick up our love affair where we left off last summer. I hope you’re ready for lots of skintimate time with me. It’s gonna be wonderful. The party barge is ready and waiting. As am I.

Love,
Melf

Hope you guys have a great weekend. My youngest turns 13 on Sunday. No, I’m not choked up by that at all…

happy-fun-time walk

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I promised Birdrunner yesterday that I would stop referring to our exercising as DEATH MARCHES (even though they totally are). From this point forward our death marches daily jaunts will be referred to as HAPPY-FUN-TIME WALKS. This picture is me, being happy about my happy-fun-time exercising. I’m totally stoked, can’t you see? (and man, do I rock those short shorts and strapless cone bra. I’m not sayin’…I’m just sayin’) I also do my happy-fun-time exercising in red stilletos, just for the challenge. I hear it does wonders for your calves…

I’ve added some toning exercises to my daily workouts. Here let me show you my latest workout for my booty.

This is one of my favorite workout outfits. Don’t let the garter belt fool you, it’s surprisingly comfortable! And my booty is looking better everyday.

Yesterday’s happy-fun-time walk consisted of 4 miles in under an hour. Not bad for this ol’ gal who hasn’t been anywhere near a walk in almost a month. My stroll tends to be a 15 minute mile, so anything under that I’m happy with. I’m hoping for the half marathon I can finish under 3.5 hours, but I’ll be happy with finishing. This is my first rodeo and I’m not fooling or pushing myself. I just wanna finish and then next year, maybe finish with a better time.

Last night, I almost ruined the effects of my happy-fun-time walk with a super gigantic larger than normal bowl of Mac and Cheese. But I pulled out my medicine ball and did crunches. I’m pretty sure that helped. Or at least I’m gonna pretend it did.

In other news, I’m also pretty sure the Mac and Cheese is responsible for making me dream about sock monkeys all night. It was a little weird in dreamville, let me tell you… Kinda Sock Monkeys meet Willie Wonka meet Danny Elfman…

funky town

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So I posted a pic of my hot new boots on FB yesterday, but I had to repost here because I’m still in love with them a lot.

Guess what? The sock monkey hat really compliments the boots. SASSY!

I’ve been in a bit of a funk lately, trying to figure my way out of it and not sure how to do it (except for shoe shopping…but then that sends my bank account into a funk.) I mean, I do the smiling, laughing, faking my way through the day crap and mostly I feel good but still the funk just hovers like a gray cloud. Not really a storm cloud, but it certainly isn’t full of sunshine and unicorns either.

And I realized last night that some of this is holiday hangover. It took a lot out of me this year. I had daydreamed all year long that somehow, some way this holiday season would be better than my last five or so, and even though it was in a lot of ways, it still wasn’t what I needed. (which is all my fault because I didn’t make it what I needed. I just allowed myself to survive. And frankly, that’s probably where some of this comes from. I don’t do well with just existing. I like to be an active participant…) So I’m still kinda recovering from that funktastic feeling.

Also, I haven’t exercised in 3 weeks, and trust me, that has a lot to do with my trip to Funky Town.

That’s changing today. I’m meeting Birdrunner at lunch and we’re gonna do the death march today. Which means I’ll be exhausted tonight, but that’s cool. I’ve gotta get back to walking an hour + a day…especially since I have a half marathon to do in a few weeks. And if we’re gonna have Team Melf gear, then Melf herself had better not be shaming the team!

a monday mel-o-jumble!

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Saturday was so pretty and warm, El Jefe and I decided to climb Pinnacle Mountain. I haven’t done this in years…and let me tell you, if I thought my ass hurt after the Death March with Birdrunner on Thursday? Yeah, not-so-much after the climb to the top of Everest Pinnacle. But it was worth it. Check out the view:

After a beautiful day and lovely evening with friends, we woke to frost on Sunday. Bitter, yucky cold. Now, I knew it was coming, but seriously, I just like my warm weather. I’m not a cold weather girl unless there is snow on the ground. And even then, I’m pretty much done with it after two days.

Gimme sun, sand, surf!

In other weekend news, the terrorists kittehs have discovered the red laser. And Kitty G will climb walls to get to it. Hours of entertainment, y’all.

I blogged at Fictionistas today about Holiday music and my lack of Christmas Spirit…but I’m working on it. There is only one song I really wanna hear right now, and here’s my favorite commercial made from that song….

Hope y’all had a good weekend. Not doing my half-marathon training today…but we’ll get back to it tomorrow. I may do my Jillian Michaels DVD tonight, though. That woman can pack a punch in a 20 minute workout. She also scares me a little, so I’m afraid to slack off because I think she knows and can jump out of the TV and yell at me in person.

wrapping up the week

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  1. My ass still hurts thanks to the Death March I went on with Birdrunner and Lindy. Yes, it’s self-inflicted. Yes, I’m training to walk half marathon during the Month of Mel. Yes, I’m whiny but hey I’m also really cute and got carded again last night so suck it.
  2. Fishdog took the boys to see Insane Clown Posse last night. I can’t wait to hear about how much Faygo they were sprayed with.
  3. I have a pot roast in the crock pot…mmmmm tonight’s dinner is gonna be yummy.
  4. Did I mention my ass hurts?
  5. Had the best thing happen to me at Kroger last night. The check out lady looked at me and said, “I don’t know what you do for a living, but it has to be creative because you have a beautifully creative soul.” *love love love*
  6. The terrorists kittehs have discovered the counters and the table and are currently in full destruction mode. Getting a squirt bottle tonight.
  7. I’m decorating for Christmas this weekend. Unfortunately, I won’t have a tree in the house because of the terrorists kittehs. Maybe next year.
  8. I’m looking forward to tonight because El Jefe should be waiting for me when I get home. What a great way to start the weekend.
Hope y’all have a great weekend. Stay warm! Ruby sure is….

Team Melf…

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I did it. I took the plunge. I bit the bullet. I *insert various other cliches*… I am out of my damn mind…

But I don’t care. I now have a goal and I’m gonna meet it.

What did I do? I signed up for the Little Rock 1/2 Marathon.

Yeah, we won’t even discuss how I haven’t run or walked much in the past 6 months. The less I think about that the better off I am… Sometimes denial can be a good thing.

If you’ll recall, I ran my very first 5K 2 years ago on my 40th birthday. I had never run a full race of any kind. Now I had walked them…but I wanted to run all the way. (not that you would mistake my ‘run’ a real run. because it isn’t. I really do think I walk faster than I run. LOL) And so, I did it. I met my goal and ran the whole race.



It seems I’ve roped a couple of other chicas in with me. Birdrunner and Lindy Lohan have both signed up as well. My friend Carbkiller (from FatChicksRunning.com where I rarely blog anymore because I’m lame) is coming in from Cali for the full! And rumor has it, El Jefe is thinking of doing the half as well. What’s this? The madness is spreading like a Zombie Virus! (speaking of zombies…OMG THE WALKING DEAD IS TEH AWESOME AND I CAN’T WAIT TO CATCH UP THIS WEEKEND!)
I’m not going to fool myself into thinking I’ll run the whole way. Hell, I may not run at all. It is 13.1 miles and I only have 3 months to prepare for it. But the thing is, I have a goal now. And I’m motivated and excited and ready to get back off my ass.

Who knows. Maybe one day I’ll actually attempt a full marathon like CK…or maybe I’ll just be happy to have completed the half and move on.

no-wine wednesday?

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yeah. I’m detoxing right now. Last night while we were at Touchdown Sally’s, my friend Wade nearly choked on his beer when he realized I was drinking only water.

“No beer?” he asked. “No beer on purpose?”

And the guys at SO might do the same tonight when I don’t indulge in my weekly love affair with Kim Cattrall Crawford.

It’s back to fitness time. I’ve been slacking for a few months and now I’m getting fluffy again. Soft and marshmallowy. This is NOT good. This is NOT what I worked so hard for last year. Nope. So I started Monday with my fruits/veggies/lean protiens/whole wheat grains regimen. I actually already feel better. I walked 3 days last week–an hour each time. I walked yesterday. If it’s not raining this afternoon, I’ll walk today. BEFORE I go to No-Wine Wednesday. Because if I’ve actually already walked, I am less inclined to want to ruin the accomplishment.

Now, I’m not saying I’m not gonna have a drink every once in a while. BUT I am saying that those empty calories are not good if I wanna continue toward lean and mean. Soft and fluffy is fine, if you’re a towel. I don’t wanna be a towel.

I’ll report back tomorrow if everyone dies of shock tonight when I order water only. I guess if that happens, I won’t have to worry about will power next week, huh?