Finally the wedding weekend!

This past weekend was Adam and Jessie’s wedding weekend, finally! Jon and I left on Thursday night around 8pm to go down to Jacksonville. I managed to stay awake almost all of the 5 1/2 hour drive, which was pretty impressive. Friday morning his niece and nephew came in early and hung out in bed with us (mostly me because I did not want to get up yet!). Jon and I had breakfast together, and then I ended up dropping him off for the rehearsal (he was the best man). Then I headed out to the beach for 45 minutes. It was cold out but still really relaxing! After working 80 hours in the 8 days before the trip, I was in need of some relaxing. I was hoping to get my nails done and study, but after the beach, it was time to head to Adam’s parent’s house for the rehearsal dinner.

The rehearsal dinner was so nice! Adam’s mom set up all the tables and it was suprisingly fancy for a backyard dinner! The food was awesome and it was good to see some of the girls that went on the bachelorette cruise and one of Jon and Adam’s other good friends, Joe. I ended up meeting Joe’s girlfriend, Jessica (now fiance, after this weekend), and she was awesome. I really like that the wives/girlfriends/fiances of the boys all get along. We ended up heading out around 9:30 or 10 and going back to Jon’s sister’s house.

Saturday was the wedding day! Jon and I had breakfast again and he went with me to get my nails done. Once we finished that, it was a rush to get everything together to drop him off at the hotel. The wedding was at the Club Continental in Jacksonville. It was really nice! It had hotel rooms, the venue, and then a bar for the after party. I was hoping to go back to the beach and enjoy an afternoon to myself, but I ended up running errands with Jessica all afternoon because Jon hadn’t had time to complete all of his best man duties before going out there. I finally made it back to the hotel at 4 and was supposed to have the groom’s room to myself to get ready (which was mine and Jon’s room for the night) but they were all running late! So I got ready with all of the guys in the room. Cool.

Then it was wedding time! It was such a beautiful ceremony! Adam and Jessie both went to grade school with Jon, and I met them both shortly after they started dating 5 1/2 years ago. I cried without even realizing it! I was just so happy for them! The wedding was 160ish people, so it was pretty big! I was glad that Adam and Jessie seated the wedding party next to their dates, so I ended up spending most of the night with Jessica and Adam’s little brother’s girlfriend. The food at the reception was amazing! They had Asian noodles and Asian chicken! I ended up drinking entirely too much at the reception and passing out at 10:30. Somewhere in there, the bartender at the after party gathered up half my bottle of Fireball (that I snuck into the wedding) and I never got it back. I ended up waking up in my dress at 5:30am, with Jon passed out in the bed next to me. I felt pretty miserable when I woke up, but luckily felt fine in the morning.

We all went to brunch in the morning at Casa Marina on the beach. It was also really delicious food. Great to see Adam and Jessie again before they head back off to Italy (where they live). I also really love Adam’s family! Brunch was fairly short since a lot of people were heading back out of town that afternoon. Once we left, we went back to visit Jon’s sister, brother in law, and niece and nephew for another hour.

The whole weekend was really awesome and it was so nice to be able to spend some time with Jon! School and work makes it nearly impossible to actually enjoy each other, and I really loved seeing Adam and Jessie get married!!!

I’m running late for class and my computer won’t let me upload any images for some reason, so no photos this time! Sorry guys ūüôā


Instagram and slutty selfies. This is what the world is coming to.

There’s a girl on my instagram who posts a million selfies. I don’t get it. I’m not opposed to selfies at all. I understand that sometimes, you feel like you look really good and want a picture of it. I wear scrubs 75% of the time and running clothes another 15% of the time, so if I get dressed, it’s a big deal. If you have a new haircut, I get it. But every day? A selfie in bed? Then a selfie of you and your coffee? Then a selfie of your legs at the gym? Then a selfie of you doing pushups? Then one of your legs in the mirror after? Then a sweaty face selfie? Then you in a dress, you little fashionista you! ALL IN ONE DAY!

I was laying in bed the other night, slightly disgusted at how people are so self involved, when I was reading the hashtags on the photos and wondering if anybody actually tags those things. So I clicked on one and started browsing through them.

So, this is what is wrong with our society. I clicked on one of the images for that hashtag and at the top of the girl’s instagram, the little bio said the girl was 13. And what was on her instagram? 700 photos of HERSELF (okay, maybe 600 of herself and 100 sporadic other things). Wearing tons of makeup, big hair, and tiny shorts and those midriff shirts (I sound so grandma saying that). The girl was gorgeous for being 13. And all of her little captions were, “I want a boyfriend but nobody likes me,” “I want a boyfriend but I’m not cute enough,” “I’m so lonely. I want a boyfriend.” And of course, the other little boys are all commenting on how sexy she is and how she has a great body. AT 13! And I click on one of her friends, who looked much older than 15 but also was just naturally gorgeous. Her clothes weren’t revealing and she seemed like a genuinely nice 15 year old via instagram, but still, it was just one picture after another of her face!

I like my facebook. I like my instagram. Like I said, I’m not against selfies. They can be cute. But this is just extreme. Nobody needs to post that many pictures of themselves in one day! It reminded me of when Jon and I went to a Braves game and the girl in front of us took selfies for an hour. Not even kidding. An entire hour. Not only do you look completely and utterly ridiculous to everybody around you, but you went to a Braves game and didn’t even watch it because you were so caught up in getting the best selfie that you missed an entire hour of it!

There is a difference in wanting to look good and taking time to improve your appearance and just being so self absorbed that the rest of your life loses value. It’s saddening to see all these young girls so obsessed with their looks and wasting all this time fishing for compliments. I think it’s also really sad to see the things these girls are wearing and posting and the fact that their parents don’t stop it! No 13 year old should be revealing her stomach out in public (nobody should anyway, period). They shouldn’t be taking pictures to accentuate their barely there boobs and trying to be sexy. When I was 13, my mom knew what I wore out of the house at all times. She almost didn’t let me buy a string bikini when I was 14 but I begged her. (I wore it at our neighborhood pool. I didn’t even have friends that went there.) It just appalls me that parents aren’t taking any time to actually teach their daughters anything and let them objectify themselves at such a young age! And it’s sad to think that this is just what’s public on the internet, and that they still send naked snapchat pictures of themselves to people too.

So, everybody, stop taking selfies and try and do something to truly enjoy your time. And if taking a million pictures of yourself is really what makes you happy, then perhaps you should explore where your happiness is actually coming from. And if you have kids, stop letting them wear sluttly clothes out of the house so little boys can make them into an object.

Work work work, all day long!

My brain is so fried. Here is my schedule…

Last Wednesday: Work 7a-11a.

Thursday: Work 7a-3p, class/presentation 5:30-6:45p. Then Jon and I had to go to my parent’s house to exchange cars for this weekend.

Friday: Work 11a-7p.

Saturday & Sunday: Work 7a-7p, and then Sunday night go to my parent’s to exchange cars again

Monday: Work 7p-3a

Tuesday: Test 5:30-6:45p

Wednesday: Work 7a-7p

Thursday: Work 7a-3p, class 5:30-6:45p, and then leave for Florida!

Ahhhhhhh…. Not to mention that I was behind on all my biology reading and have a computer class I have online assignments for. So in every hour that I haven’t been working, I’ve been studying.

Saturday and Sunday I ended up working in our children’s ER from 3p-7p both days and both days were so busy! I don’t particularly like kids (other than my nieces and nephews) and I really don’t like working with them. I’m not comfortable medicating them. I don’t know what they are capable of (did you know 2 year olds can use straws???). You have to do math to figure out their meds based on their weight (which we do with adults, but for some reason, it just seems way easier). I have to be so mentally involved when I work with the kids and it’s not like I even enjoy it, so I was completely exhausted by the time I left work last night.

And in the midst of this busy schedule, Tom has taken to using the floor as his litterbox. It’s been sporadic, but about 6-7 times now since his surgery. So that has really been stressing me out (thank god his urine hasn’t smelled strong and most of it has been poop!). I plan on putting in wood floors anyway, but that doesn’t mean I want my carpets a mess until then! So we’ve had to arrange the vet (thankfully, Jon is super amazing and took Tom to the vet for me on Friday and left way later than planned for his bachelor party, and my parents are super awesome and came and dropped Tom off at my house for me after they picked him up from the vet!) and poor Jon has had to deal with my ruined mood and high stress levels all week long. It makes me even more grateful that I got so lucky to have found such an amazing and understanding man! His patience with me has been impressive!

Due to my frazzled brain, I went in to see my biology professor early this morning and couldn’t even remember what was confusing me about the possible essay question/pedigree I was working on. Felt like an idiot. But I can’t think. I’m dreading work tonight 100%. I want to call out but I can’t even make myself call out when I’m sick, so I definitely won’t be able to make myself do it tonight. And Mondays are always so horrible at work! Busiest day of the week.

I am pretty excited because this weekend is Adam and Jessie’s wedding weekend! So even though everything sucks, once I wake up on Friday, we’ll be in Florida! I plan on having some beach time this weekend because I need it! I need some peace and quiet and waves and relaxation! Although I doubt Jon and I will get much “us” time, at least we’ll be in a nice hotel on Saturday night and we’ll have 12 hours in the car together (however, I usually sleep most of the way down there if we leave later). I think it’s going to be a really good weekend though, and I get to see Jon’s niece and nephew!

It’s getting so cold in Georgia! I had the window open last night in our bedroom and had to get up and close it cause I was freezing! And I was freezing this morning when I woke up, which I’m sure contributed to my laziness and made it impossible to get out of bed before 10:15 (seriously… that’s late for me! that’s how you know I’m exhausted!).

I can’t wait until Monday comes! I plan on going to buy my running shoes since my schedule slows down and it’ll be nice to have some gym/running time again since I’ve had none this past week! And once my schedule slows down, maybe I’ll actually write about some of the things that have been on my mind lately!

When there is nothing important to say, make something up

I’m still feeling so unmotivated regarding any work for school. The 60 hour workweek is looming overhead right now! I worked for four hours this morning and was asked to stay since I was on call, but luckily the other girl who was on call had also worked the same hours as me this morning and she wanted to stay. I had planned on coming home to start my day full of studying, but met up with Crista instead for some lunch. After our lunch, we headed over to the mall so she could return a shirt. We stopped at Lululemon and I was carrying a shirt to buy it but talked myself out of it. I love their shirts, but I only buy two things from there: their¬†speed shorts (which I don’t even work out in because I wear Nike Pro shorts 24/7- but those are the exact ones I tried on and of course, I loved them) and their swiftly shirts¬†(also the same color I tried on). I love those shirts! They are so perfect, but they’re also stupid expensive. Since I have told myself 10,000 times that I need to wait to buy running shoes until I get paid next week, I really can’t spend $68 on a shirt that I’m not even going to wear until it gets colder!

Speaking of working out (or clothes), I wanted to do legs today at the gym, but I need to study. So I didn’t. Oh well. I did go grocery shopping while¬†I was extremely tired and was feeling not very great after my way too sweet mocha and it was probably the worst trip of my life. I couldn’t think about what food I needed at all and looked at sauces for my chicken for a good 15 minutes and then didn’t even buy any. Then I tried to go to my car and stood there wondering where the key hole on my trunk was for like, 2 minutes before realizing that it wasn’t my car. It was the exact same other then the key hole and was in the same spot in the parking lot, just one aisle¬†over. So I came home and napped¬†for 20 minutes¬†cause that’s just not okay.¬†There were even people in their cars on both sides of the car that wasn’t mine. They saw me.

I was getting really excited about getting paid next week (to buy shoes, back to that topic), but I have to pay for my shower repair and my tag fees next week. My mom is the primary signer on my car so I could get 0.9% financing on it when I bought it back in 2011, so I pay my tag fee on her birthday. I think I’m going to make my mom the primary signer for the rest of my life because I feel like it takes away from your birthday to have to drop like, $150-$200 on your car. I hope she’s okay with that. Thanks Mom. I actually completely forgot about it, but Jon turns 30 on Saturday and he was talking about doing the tags for his Jeep and I remembered that mine are due too. I’m still buying shoes next week though. I’ll be fast like a gazelle. I’m kidding. I’ll still be slow.

I really wanted to do something special for¬†Jon’s 30th¬†birthday, but I have no idea what to do. Adam is coming home from Italy this Friday because his wedding is next weekend (can’t wait!!!),¬†so Jon will be out of town this weekend for the bachelor party. Then next weekend is the wedding. The following weekend I work. I was hoping to do something the weekend after, but Jon wants to go hunting and since there’s limited time for that, I told him to hunt instead. I usually go all out on his birthday, but not this year. Sorry 30. You had bad timing this year. Guess we’ll do something big in January, when it’s all cold and miserable.

I did stay 35 minutes late at work today to talk about travel nursing. I’m trying to recruit a buddy to go with me. And in doing so, I have realized how lucky I am that Jon is 100% supportive of me leaving him for a year to do travel nursing. I’m also lucky that he will live in my house and watch my cats (however, in 3 weeks, it’ll be his house and his cats too, lucky man).¬†I’m getting really excited about travel nursing though! It’s such¬†an awesome way to see the country and get paid to do it! I’m hoping that I make a decent amount of money and can take Jon and I to Italy next December for a Christmas trip¬†with Adam and Jessie, but¬†who knows.¬†It’ll be the last shabang before going to grad school and living in a poor, miserable hell for three years.

Mmkay, I should probably go study for this biology test that I have on Tuesday. I’m rambling and had nothing important to even say, but everything seems so important when you have school stuff to do.



Longest run so far!

This day actually ended up being surprisingly productive. I imagine I could have gotten a little more biology done, but I did manage to finish all my reading and my online assignment for the class. I was having a hard time focusing though since we’re into genetics and I don’t understand half of it yet.

I ended up getting a later start out of my house today because I decided to take a quick nap. I wasn’t in the mood to run at all but figured I would head to Wal-Mart to pick up a few things and then go run. I changed my mind and went to my usual spot, which is my favorite. There are hardly any mile markers at all and I really prefer that. As I was pulling in, I really thought about just leaving and heading to Wal-Mart and skipping the run but decided not to.

I still haven’t bought new shoes yet (one day, guys, one day) so I was running in my Minumus shoes. The last run I did was last week and I felt awful on that run. I think I ran 4 full miles and then pretty much quit. It was my first run walking so far. So I wasn’t expecting much out of this run.

I started out and felt a little off at first, but figured I’d just give it a few minutes. I ended up feeling perfectly fine for awhile. Just my usual tired, but nothing major. I did notice that I had zero pain in my knee! I did have my typical pain inside my ankles (I’m flat footed) but that never concerns me because it goes away as soon as I quit running every single time.

I got to my usual turn around point and was still feeling good, so I kept running. I ran to the end of that road, which seemed like a mile total. Then I ran down the side road I did on my last 6 mile run (my longest run up until today). I knew I was going to have my longest run so far and was pretty excited! Once I hit mile 5ish, at least I assume, my knee started hurting. It was minimal for a mile or so and I just kind of stretched it out during the run. After that, it was really pretty painful. I probably would have stopped under normal circumstances, but I knew I was only 1.5 miles tops from my car and cardio wise, I felt great! So I just pushed it even though I’m typically against that, but I also feel fairly aware of the pain that I shouldn’t push because of CrossFit, and I didn’t really feel like this would be dangerous.

I ended up finishing exactly 8 miles in 1:15:38, so 9:27 per mile. However, I was so annoyed because for some reason, my phone has completely quit calculating my splits! The last few runs, the MapMyRunGirl would still verbally tell me my splits but they wouldn’t save to my app. But this time, nothing! I have turned on my splits on the app but it still isn’t working! I don’t get it! I have a feeling my first two miles were my fastest this time, which is unusual for me. Probably in the high 8s. Whatever.

And so now my knee hurts. Mostly just walking down the steps on my porch to take out my recycling tonight, but I’m sure I’ll feel it tomorrow. But I doubt I’ll do any sort of longer run (or probably any running at all, really) until after next Tuesday, so I have more than week to rest. I’ll get my new shoes next week too.

After my run, I grabbed some barbecue and sweet potatoes from Cue, the best barbecue ever in metro Atlanta. Then I went to see Jim since I hadn’t seen him in awhile. I do miss hanging out with him for sure, but he lives a little far! He’s always so positive and just fun to be around. I scooped up Kitty from my parent’s and hung out with my mom for a bit and then came home and read even more biology.

Jon has been hard at work on his precalc, so not much fun at home for us tonight! But I’m heading to bed in hopes of waking up early tomorrow and getting a bunch of studying done and I never made it to Wal-Mart or grocery shopping tonight!


Weekend: Work, pumpkin carving, Walking Dead

I’m really not even sure how to start off about this weekend! Saturday was a bit of a waste! I studied all morning and then decided to go to the gym, but once I got to the gym I had no motivation. Costco and LA Fitness are in the same parking lot and Jon happened to be at Costco, so I asked if he wanted to head over to a Chili Cookoff with me just down the road for a little bit. Unfortunately, after paying the $20 fee to get in, we got into an argument and headed back home.

I ended up just taking a nap and going into work from 7p-3a. It was an extremely slow night at work and a lot of people went home, but I wasn’t one of them! I actually didn’t even leave until 3:30 in the morning because lab had messed up the urine results on my one patient, and then we finally got those at 3:10 and I had to wait on the doctor to bring back the prescription. I know staying late is really just part of nursing a lot of times, but I hate staying more than 20 minutes after my shift unless there’s a good reason (like I get a patient having a heart attack at 6:55pm or something), especially when it’s 3:30 in the morning and I’m tired!

Jon and I got a bit of a later start on Sunday. I managed to get up at 11 even though I hadn’t gone to bed till after 5. I studied a bit more, went to the gym and did 20 minutes on the elliptical, biceps, and triceps. I had a pretty good workout. I was only there for maybe just over an hour, but I had stuff to get done and plans for the evening. I’m sore today though so at least I know I did something productive! I also saw a guy deadlifting at the gym which I hadn’t seen yet and thought maybe people just didn’t do that at the regular gym, but now I’m really excited for another leg day!

I haven’t done any running lately. I tried last weekend to do a 7 mile run, but my knee started killing me and I was so thirsty. Runners, what do you drink on your run?! Do you carry a water bottle with you? I try to hydrate regularly but can’t drink a ton if I plan on running for more than 45 minutes or so because my bladder is so small and I pee all the time! I also need to go find new running shoes, but haven’t yet. I really want to get a lot of running in but it’s so hard with working full time, being in school, and trying to maintain any sort of relationship. I shouldn’t even be blogging now. I have so much to clean around the house and I’m six chapters behind in studying for biology, plus I have a presentation due on Thursday and I have my computer science homework to do… And I need to grocery shop. And pick up my cat (Fluff, she’s been there while Tom is healing) from my parent’s and I’m supposed to see my friend Jim while I’m up in the town my parents live in. And hopefully work out today. I was going to try and go to CrossFit, but I’m feeling highly unmotivated at this very moment, so maybe I’ll run instead. It looks like a beautiful day out.

Anyway, so last night I went pumpkin carving with my friends. I had to beg Jon to come with me but I think he actually ended up having a decent time. Thankfully, all the boyfriends love baseball so they talked about who will be coming back to play for the Braves next year and Jon actually ended up carving a pretty nice pumpkin. Once pumpkin carving was over, Jon and I went to Bottle Rocket (an Asian fusion restaurant downtown) because they have an official Walking Dead viewing party. It was packed out and Jon and I ended up sharing one bar stool (luckily I’m small and the stools were bigger than normal). I’d never seen the show but I actually liked it. He goes to Bottle Rocket religiously for the viewing party, but I don’t know if I’d go back. We had to get there so early for a seat and I could just save my money and watch it from home.

Alright, time to go get my million things done for the day. I’ll leave off with a few pictures!




I don’t know why these pictures come out blurry on here and so small. Ain’t nobody got time to figure that out.

The Love Story: Part 4

I haven’t made any updates on the love story lately!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

After Jon and I broke up, I knew I had to move out. We had planned on moving to Alpharetta into a two bedroom apartment together and we were only a few weeks out from the end of our lease in our house at that point. Since the apartment was where I went to high school and I liked the area, I decided to go ahead and sign a lease on a one bedroom apartment in the complex where Jon and I were planning on moving originally.

I was absolutely miserable. I was sad and wanted things to work out. He was completely distant and we got into a lot of arguments when he first got back into town after the break up. Things were just awful between the two of us (I am really bad at break ups!).

I moved into my apartment and Jon and Justin (our roommate at the end of our relationship) ended up moving into the apartment that Jon and I had planned on moving to which was in the same complex as my new place! Fortunately, our apartments were separated by a gate so I never had to go past his place unless I was going to the dumpster.

But we kept hanging out. After a few weeks of not talking, it just happened. We spent a lot of time together but it wasn’t the same and I knew he had no feelings for me. After an extremely rough few months (where he had talked me out of dating somebody that I had an interest in because he wanted me as a friend), he told me he couldn’t be friends with me anymore.

He began dating a girl that very same week, which was a slap in my face. But at the same time, I wanted him to be happy and he seemed happy. Over the next year, we talked a handful of times. When we talked on the phone, it would be for a few hours at a time. He drove me to my car one morning (I got dropped off late at night after a night of drinking) and then I saw him another time when he came to pick up his Army stuff from me. There were no feelings involved for either one of us, but I missed him.

I missed my best friend. I can’t even say that I missed our relationship. I didn’t crave that from him. I was okay waking up alone and living alone. Sure, there were some hard times (all of my friends moved in with their boyfriends during my single time), but overall, I was okay. I dated a few people but never got too into any of them. I still saw a future with Jon, but didn’t have any romantic feelings towards him.

I called Jon up in December for some advice on some CrossFit stuff. I still valued his advice and he knew me well. He returned the call and I heard some hints of hesitation with his relationship with his girlfriend. Over the next couple of months, we spoke fairly regularly. He ended up moving into a room in a house and that’s when I saw him for the first time in probably 6 or 7 months.

We began spending a lot of time together. We were communicating like we never had before and we were having fun together. I went into the friendship with no expectations of where things would go, other than knowing that I would get closure one way or another. Things would either work out, or we would be friends and realize that we didn’t want anything else.

After a few months of spending time together, feelings got involved on my end, but he still wanted to be single. He wasn’t going out and being “single” if you know what I mean, but he didn’t want a girlfriend. We had a few conversations regarding this, and eventually I got to a point where I wanted more and he didn’t yet.

To be continued…