Done With ONE!!

Life's been a little crazy lately. I blame this mainly on my need for a clean house & my roomie's lack of care towards the issue! I feel like all I ever do there is fucking clean. I don't mind cleaning up after myself, but not a guy who claims he's "very clean, no need to worry." You LIE, sir! David's birthday was Monday the 19th; I knew since his cousin & sister were in town that they were gonna party so I stayed at my parents for 3 nights, because ya know, I need my fucking SLEEP. I had told David (& his gf) that I was having my family over for Thanksgiving. After running the Turkey Chase Thanksgiving morning, I headed home to start cooking Red Hots Sweet Potatoes & heat up my Kahlua Pecan Pie (Yes, both of those were amazing). 

The house was DISGUSTING. Cake crumbs & icing covering almost every square inch of the kitchen (& living room), empty paper towel holder, sticky spots all over the floor. I cleaned for an hour and a half before the house was finally presentable. Fast forward to Saturday, David has the Colombians over for "Colombian Thanksgiving." Yeah, I stayed at my parents again. Sunday afternoon I went home & proceeded to rip David a new asshole. All I had done was written a note of what needed to be cleaned/fixed to be fair for what I had done. He tried to say the house was dirty before the party. Well, bull-fucking-shit, I let him have it =) Not proud of myself but that is NOT fair to me & I was not backing down. We're good now, but don't accuse me of shit when I'm on my period & you're a hungover grump; it will not end well for YOU.

Rewind to Thanksgiving; my dad smoked a turkey, mom made green bean casserole & rolls, I made the potatoes & pie, & Rachel showed up (hah). I wasn't kidding about making a Kahlua pecan pie...

It was a good day but also incredibly bittersweet; it marked 3 days since my grandpa passed away. He was one of my heroes & I will always remember his last words to me "Love you, too"

The next day was my final LONG run before my half; this week's "long" is only 5 miles as I begin restin' up. But I think I burned enough cals, yes?

I think so, too, so I had cake batter & cookies 'n cream fro-yo with literally every chocolate candy added on top

No shame; no guilt. Only HAPPINESS.


Had my marketing final on Tuesday!!! Turned in my second case in management which means:

All I have left is my 30-page capstone paper & my MGMT final. I can't believe how fast this semester went by, but trust me, I'm NOT COMPLAINING.

I'm First-Class White Trash

I'm also Forever a Landshark. I went to a neurologist last Thursday to have my arm looked at, since physical therapy did nothing for my scapular winging. They shocked my arm a ton of times to determine if it was one of two nerves/muscles that was being affected. That wasn't the problem so the doctor stuck me with a needle in various nerves and made me move my arm, which would make a loud noise on this machine to prove the muscles were working. Well, when he stuck me in my back it was dead silent. Apparently, two muscles are paralyzed and the surrounding nerves aren't helping them function. Also, there's nothing they can do for it... So here's to a lifetime of wearing strapless dresses and bathing suits with an angel wing on the right! FUCK MY LIFE.

Friday night, I went for my 11-miler. Didn't need to make a pit-stop this time & thank God, because the porta-potty that saved my life last long run was gone this week! I don't think my socks appreciated my run, though...

This past weekend, I had planned on going to Bandera for some honky-tonkin' with my aunt & uncle but they're on a job for the rest of the year. My dad said they were going to our farm to build a big fire... I thought, "Why don't I burn the paperwork that I don't need anymore?" GOOD IDEA, TRICIA! Drink beer & burn shit. My mom & sister decided we should take Diablo for his first farm trip!

Upon arrival, we were greeted by not only my father, but this beautiful spider. I asked my dad, "Dad, what kind of spider is that?" "It's a black-and-white-striped-zebra spider. I don't fuckin' know." K, thanks.

Saturday night, dad built THE FIRE and I got my beer & papers ready, as you can see. FUCK OFF, MARKETING!!

There was a meteor shower going on that night but I was too fucking tired (& probably drunk) to stay up for it & ended up sleeping for 11 hours. I needed that, BAD. Sunday, we went to see the spot where the pipeline runs through our land. They're taking another 25 feet for a temporary easement so we wanted to see if they'd staked it yet.

On the way to the easement, we noticed a cow skull with hide still on it (so fairly fresh). Mom said when they were there 2 weeks ago, they noticed a pregnant cow breathing funny. They figured she was about to give birth, but she didn't make it. We found the baby's bones too, so it didn't make it either =(

This is a piece of cowhide that was about 50 feet away from the bones. Hard as a rock!

Poor lady =(

Mom's jaw

Mom's spine

Baby's spine =(

Couldn't find the baby's skull; figure it was carried off by buzzards or coyotes. Life sucks & then you die...

But the dogs had a good time!

Having as Much Fun as Possible

Life in my "world" is crazy but I always try to make the best of things. This post is just gonna have some pictures that explain my life as of late, and my descriptions are going in order.

Pics 1, 2, & 3. It's amazing how much better dogs can make you feel. Diablo (Big'un) is such a beast but will lay on the tiniest towel just to be in the same room as someone!!

Pic 4. Bahaha apparently, my gauger in New Mexico thinks when I request time off, I'm going to party! That or Gone With the Wind is one of his favorite movies...

Pic 5. I went for my 10-miler on Friday night and it was super windy & tiring. I stopped by my parents after to say hi & my sister had made shredded pork & mashed plantains.. it was awesome!

Pic 6. Saturday night my dad said he was gonna BBQ. Usually it's just chicken and maybe sausage. Well I picked up some armadillo eggs from Moody's (cream cheese & jalapeno wrapped in sausage, shaped like an egg, wrapped in bacon & dusted in Cajun seasoning. Yes, it's real) and a 6-pack of Ziegenbock. When I got there, he had grilled chicken breasts, drumsticks, grass-fed rib-eye steaks, bison burgers, AND the armadillo eggs. I swear I'd died and gone to heaven... After that, my dad stoked the fire in the backyard and we sat around it talking & drinkin' beer. I was so happy; the simplest shit makes me happy.

Pic 7. Like I said, the simplest shit makes me happy. I found this GIANT bar of dark chocolate at Walmart. I give it about a week, tops.

Pic 8. A friend of my dad, a former Marine with a purple heart, had a flag that needed to be burned. So, like white trash, we burned it in a trash can in the backyard. RIP Old Glory!

Pic 9. I spent THREE HOURS on Sunday editing our group paper. 3 out of 5 of the writers are foreign and you can tell by the number of comments on the side how awful their grammar is and why I was so busy.

Pic 10. I was filling up the smaller tumbler at least 8 times a day at work (& peeing 10 times). Thought it was about time to upgrade; Go Islanders!

 

Navy Marathon

It's not official until payday, but I'm running the Navy Marathon. WTF IS WRONG WITH ME.

I'm hesitant because the course map hasn't been uploaded yet. All I know is that it starts at the Lexington and ends at Cole Park and that I'm running it. And I'm insane.

I never thought, as a 292 lb 18-year old girl, that at 24 I'd weigh less than 170 lbs, be training for a full 26.2 mile marathon, have ran a Tough Mudder, a half marathon, countless 5Ks, Warrior Dashes, and have had a tummy tuck. Life has been good to me; I can't believe how blessed I am or express how thankful I am for the friends and family that I have.

I'm a New Woman... Once Again

I'm really bad at remembering what I've blogged about in the past so I'll keep this short: Had a tummy tuck in May but the doctor left some skin/fat on my left hip so I was lumpy. He said to call back in October (to give time for the swelling to completely go down) and he would perform an in-office procedure to remove it. My appt was set for Halloween and I asked my bestie to take me, because I knew she wanted to watch the procedure (BLEGH).

My appt was set for 1:30 and we got there right on time, except the doctor was finishing up surgery elsewhere and we didn't get called from the waiting room until 3! He marked my tummy to know where to cut then I got on the table so he could pump me full of numbing solution. I only saw 2 needles (different needle lengths) on the counter so I figured, "Oh 2 shots, I can do this!" Well, I neglected to notice the BOWL FULL OF SOLUTION next to them that he kept refilling the needles from. I think I got at least 10 injections and each one was more uncomfortable than the last. Not necessarily painful, but he was going pretty deep so I kept twitching. Fucker forgot to tell me that the shit was laced with adrenaline until I was about to pass out on the table. I can't tell you how hard I was shaking and how hard I was squeezing Holly's hand. I was so confused because I wasn't in pain but was about to pass out? Well once he told me that I was able to relax, Holly gave me some water, and they (him & his nurse) left to let it numb.

He took off a HUGE chunk of skin and then proceeded to burn off the fat that remained. He said "I know it seems barbaric (burning it off) but it's cleaner than liposuction and less painful" Whatever you say!!

^ 2 days after the procedure

I think from the time he cut me open to the time I was sewn up and sitting up on the table was 20 minutes. I go back to see him in 2 weeks and I can run again starting Monday!!

Also, MY CAPSTONE PRESENTATION IS OVER!!! I only have one more presentation in my grad school career and I could not be any happier! I have our group 30-page paper, individual 30-page paper, one MKTG paper, one MGMT paper, and 3 finals. SOOOO CLOSE.