Tuesday, November 20

Maybe, just maybe, I will laugh later...

Photo taken from Pinterest, ours did not turn out that professional and were consumed soon after made.

On Sunday night my awesome, hilarious, prank pullin (the ones that spelled "poop" as our apt number or name I guess) cousin had a Birthday and a party to celebrate. We did some very fun things like make reindeer (pictured above) and of course, the normal chit chat with our favorite memories being told of Haily, which lead to some funny conversations.

Then, Kasey, decides to challenge the boys to a push-up contest, 100 in 3 minutes. So of course all of the boys have to give it a try, and then someone mentions the girls doing some kind of push-up challenge, I resisted at first, not wanting to do it and then I caved, my competitive streak got the best of me, and I did it (although I didn't want anyone to see so Mel and I went in the back room to prove it to each other and ourselves I guess). 

Girls had to do 10 boy push-ups and 20 girl, not hard right? Wrong! I *pushed* right through them fairly quick and was totally fine. Then the next day and today happened and the after affects hit and they hit unreasonably hard, in fact I cannot move me left arm. Strained. A. Muscle, from 30 push-ups?!  So funny yet no laughing is happening from me, but I think Kasey is secretly laughing. I tried running yesterday, to no avail, due to the zero percent range of motion in my left arm. Then last night I had the worst charlie horse known to mankind, in my shoulder. Lame-o, to say the least. All the other girls that participated in the challenge have had children and were not harmed by this in the least, that right there is the funniest thing of all. So now, I sit and ice, heat, rub, meds, and pain-a-trate on my arm, but I guess its an excuse to indulge in more Friends. If I do too much that piercing charlie horse comes back with a devilish vengeance, stupid mean push-ups. I guess that's a sign to get into better shape. But maybe I will wait to do a push-up for a month or more. Hope your Tuesday is filled with moving arms and happiness!

Friday, November 9

The little things that are really the big things.

A couple weeks ago I mentioned to Kasey that I really wanted the new Taylor Swift c.d., and that was that. Well yesterday, he called me during his lunch hour and said he had to pick up something at the store for someone in our ward and then asked if I needed anything. So I gave him a list, the usual: milk, peanut butter, butter, and stuff for last nights dinner. Well he finally gets home, but instead of walking in he knocks, and when I open the door he is standing there with this cute plant and the itunes card so I could download her c.d. on my phone. He made up the story of needing to go to the store to get me this stuff, and he says it was, "just because I love you so much". I tell ya what, that made my day and week! I would say I am one lucky girl to have such the perfect man.  
On a side note, I made a deal with myself to go to the gym early, and this is what it looked like outside at 6:55am today. I actually liked the snowy morning, and I actually like going to the gym early too. Weird things are happening to me, maybe its the realization that we could have no snow next year, depending on where we get for school! Well, happy friday!