Wednesday, May 21, 2008
I also love my gym!!! I actually look forward to going everyday! I've only missed Saturday since I joined. I have developed a nice cut/blister on one of my toes from the positioning of my toes and their nails, which hurts like a mother when I'm doing anything other than sitting still. I also got a cushion for my spin class and went yesterday and discovered that WOW what a difference a few inches of padding makes! My butt didn't bother me at all. My legs were another story! It was still much easier than the first time for me. I had a different instructor that I think I like a little better...we worked in 2 minute intervals for 3 sets and then 1 minute intervals for 2 sets. It made the time fly by!!! I'm going again to my first instructor on Thursday. I think I can handle 2 times a week for now.
Only 2.5 weeks of school left!!! I cannot put into words how much I am longing for summer!
Friday, May 16, 2008
I also made it in at 4:30 again this morning and walked 4 miles. I love this place!!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
I cannot get motivated to do anything at school. I'm tired of the whole place and just ready for summer! 3 weeks and 1 day left. They will not go by fast enough.
Lastly, I'm really considering skipping work tomorrow because my beloved NKOTB will be doing their first comeback performance on the TODAY show!!! I need to see this.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
David Cook surprised me. I hated his Switchfoot but really loved "The First Time Ever..." Syesha was my favorite. I couldn't believe they gave her such crap about "Fever." It was amazing. I wish she'd win. I just really don't want her to be gone tomorrow but judging from the past few weeks' votes, she will.
I joined a gym today for the first time in my life!!! I am super excited. So excited, in fact, that I'm getting up at 4:30 tomorrow morning to go work out before school! I'll let you know how that works out.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
So cute, huh?? Like I said, you should've seen it before. That entire wall was COVERED with junk...including a huge gray tub full of toys that she NEVER plays with. We were even able to get all her Barbies and kitchen stuff into those little bins. Brilliant!
In some sad news, my Ganny died last night. She was my grandma's sister and very close to my family my whole life. She kept me until I started school and always had tons of stories to tell on me. Every person I ever brought for her to meet heard the story of how, when I "couldn't-a been more than a year old!" looked her right in the face and told her to "Tet up!" which she thought was hilarious and my parents thought wasn't so much. She also made the BEST desserts I've ever had in my life. And cinnamon rolls. Man. We will miss you, Ganny. Love, Little Tet Up (what she called me).
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
I've only had fake nails once before, when we got married, and taking them off was a 2 hour long soaking in acetone that led to the most ugliest nails I've ever had. I thought, "These people are professionals, surely there's a better way!!" Their better way was working a thin piece of plastic between my actual (paper thin by now) nail and the ridiculously thick layering of fake nail on top of it and pushing it under as far as it would go trying to make it pop off. I don't know if this sounds painful yet, but it was, especially since they hadn't started lifting on their own yet. She did the pinky one and I only winced a bit, but it took 3-5 minutes to do that one. She started on my right ring finger and I was in a lot of pain, and I whimpered and the lady's like "It hurt?" I said, "Yes, very much" and she went and got a bowl of acetone, stuck my nails in, covered them with a towel, and stuck a lamp over them for about 30 minutes. I'm just glad that she's stopped trying to pry them off with a plastic fingernail. So after that she comes back, shaves off what's melted down and goes back to prying. The right hand did fine. The left hand...oh, man. My left middle fingernail is now split at the top for about 1/8th of an inch down. As she was forcing the plastic nail between my two nails, my weakened real nail split and she's now running that plastic nail very quickly right across the meat under my nail. I did more than whimper this time. I kept saying "It's going under my nail!!" until she stopped. Then I looked up and saw her mouth form into an "O!" and her eyes get really big and she started rubbing my hand. I looked back down to see blood seeping through the crack in my nail. I gotta tell you, that's the worse pain I've ever felt in my life I'd say. It hurts me to think about it. But she put some super glue type stuff on it and it doesn't really hurt. I find that my right pinky, the only one she popped off without letting it soak first, hurts the most, probably because there is a small hole in it where I can see the meat and where the meat can feel me. This was a horrible experience. My nails are sore and of course have those lovely ridges, like rings on a tree, where I'd gotten fill after fill after fill. It feels weird, looks weird, and really hinders my ability to scratch my nose without looking like I'm picking it.
So, that's my nail experience. I urge you, readers (if there are any), stay away from acrylic nails!! And if you must get em, for God's sake, take them off yourself or let me know a better way for someone to take them off. Man alive.