The weather is bad and other excuses...

So there for awhile, I was working out like crazy. Well kind of crazy. Every other day crazy, which is good for me. I was motivated and proud of myself.

Then the rain hit. I think it has been like 2 or 3 weeks of rain and we are waiting for Noah to show up any day. The first few days I walked in the rain anyways. See? Motivated. Then thunder and lightening hit. Oops, can't walk in the lightening!

See, what's happening? So after I skipped the thunder storm day, I didn't return to the park. I have been using drizzle as an excuse and the gully washers we have been having for the past 8 days definitely mean no work out.

Chris pointed out that we have an elliptical and a punching bag in the basement. I shot him a look and he quickly shut up. Then he pointed out that he bought me all the Zumba videos and Yoga videos. I ignored him.

Then we took 4 days off. I had so much time to work-out nap. I practiced being a professional nap taker this week. Professional athlete I am not ( well I am supposed to be. You know, equestrian and all.)

I really need to get back on track, but it's supposed to rain for 6 more days. That is 6 more days of naps and not walks y'all! 

A beautiful weekend...

Ahhh, the weekend. 

I did absolutely nothing and I am not sorry. 

I got the award for being lazy this weekend. 

Seriously. 

Okay, lets start at Saturday. 

I slept until .... let's just say really late. 

I woke up and got dressed in my lazy girl jeans and headed to the barn. 

I didn't even muster up the energy to ride, y'all. How sad is that?

I spent the day watching training horses, snuggling with Soul and helping the kids bathe their horses after their rides. I was content with the coldest bottle of water, the breeze blowing and sun and sand. I pretended I was tanning at the beach. 

I came home from the barn and soaked in the tub and then decided to take a nap. 

See how productive this weekend is turning out to be so far? 

I get lazier if you can believe it. 

Sunday, I slept late again. 

I worked on making a new "It Works" binder for all of my client sheets. 

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I napped again. 

And finally decided to drag myself to the grocery store to buy wine and cookies. 

It was the perfect weekend. Perfect. I hope to do it again in 5 days! 

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Georgia is in panic mode

So the meteorologists threatened us with our yearly ice storm here in Georgia. There is no longer bread or milk in the stores and schools are already closing. Last time I checked it was still 37 degrees outside. People around here just CANNOT handle it.

 All day my wimpy little ass whined that the one lesson I was able to squeeze in this week was on the coldest day of the year. Then I got a text from the trainer that said, " The boat stopped running and I don't feel like swimming to the arena and later we will probably have to have the horses fitted with ice skates, so the lesson is cancelled."

My first though was, "I won't have to freeze!" Then I got home and started thinking about this....

And now my crazy self wants to be in the freezing cold arena. I am pretty indecisive. For reals. And maybe slightly insane.

Then I thought about how my parents generously left their elliptical machine here when they moved. Anyone else think it's weird that my parents moved out when I got older instead of the other way around? Anyways, I could have used my energy to workout, because Lord knows I need too. I never made it down stairs.

Those yoga pants and sneakers still are not being used for what the were intended for. Fact: I am a lazy lady.
I use the term "lady" loosely... I have a mouth like a sailor. I will work on it.

I have no idea where this post is going. Down the drain maybe? I seriously cannot for the life of me remember what I wanted to tell you guys. Oh, instead of the elliptical I organized the blogging/office room a little more and made badass  amazing tacos. I hope I get to show you guys this amazing room by next weekend. IKEA basically took it over and that makes me insanely happy.

Wanna know what else makes me insanely happy? My bed. Night ya'll!

Get to know me.

Today I was over at Travel Babbles and she is doing a twenty facts link up. I have noticed a few new followers around here so even though I have already spilled some secrets, I decided to join in and tell you a few things.

1) I wish that I could wear pajamas everyday. I worked from home for dad before I worked in the office and it made me LAZY. I wear yoga pants to work all the time.

2) I have a temper. I can sometimes be a bitch. Sorry. We are being honest here and that is me.

3) I just bought my childhood home and I am in love with it. I love sleeping in this familiar place and I love all the memories that are here and all the ones to come. It's the coolest feeling ever.

4) I could sleep 16 hours a day. I am a professional sleeper. My pillow and I are besties.

5) I love sweet tea. I have a glass everyday. I get grumpy without it.

6) I am an equestrian. I have ridden horses since birth (mom rode while pregnant with me). I have been to Grand Nationals and the World Championships but I still never feel good enough. One day.

7) I have a mouth like a sailor. I try to watch it on here but it is so damn hard!

8) I am OCD over somethings but somethings have to remain chaotic for me to be satisfied.

9) One of my favorite moments in the day... When Riley goes to sleep and dreams. He yips in his sleep and it is adorable. My heart melts.

10) I am trying to be more organized with this whole blog thing. I have a calendar and am ready for this next year. I am really bad about procrastinating but I am hoping that using the calendar will help with this.

11) I am a product junkie. There are probably 4 bottles of shampoo, 8 bottles of lotion, 6 bottles of perfume and 3 mascaras in my bathroom right now.

12) I sing constantly. About everything. If I don't know a song to fit the situation, I make up one. I am pretty sure this is why my husband married me. I am entertaining as hell. He says embarrassing but sometimes he mixes up his words.

13) I hope I one day have a little girl so I can play with all of the amazing toys I saved from my childhood. Seriously there are Polly Pockets in my attic waiting for that day. That makes me a loser, doesn't it?

14) I really want to go up in a hot air balloon, but my husband is terrified of the idea. This frustrates me too no end,

15) My animals are my babies and my family means everything. Seriously, I do not know what I would do without them.

16) I could eat Pizza every day. Why are there so many calories in pizza? There are veggies in it. Doesn't that count as healthy?

17) I think that humans should be allowed to hibernate during the winter. Seriously, we should be allowed to sleep and eat and snuggle without having to go out into the cold and work.

18) I have to sleep with a fan at night, but there cannot be any other noise and it has to be pitch black. I also have to sleep with 3 pillows.

19) The two most relaxing things in the world ... my farm and my horses. I just never make myself take the time to breathe and enjoy them until I am at the breaking point. This year I have decided to change that.

20) I love my blog. I hope it shows. This year I hope to open up more and show you all a little more me. I want to connect with you guys and build lasting friendships.

Working on Christmas Eve

That's right. I have some type of cold/bug type thing and I am working. Daddy said it could be a half day. Thank God. I am very pretty today. Tissue and TheraFlu adorn every corner of my desk. And because this is a sick/half day and I am counting on not having any customers I am dressed in yoga pants Whitney style. That girl is a genius. I am sure she wears it cuter but cut me some slack, I look/feel like death. And a customer just showed up. Gotta run! Merry Christmas Eve!!!

18 negative nelly's

Lately I have been in a blogging slump. My posts have had very little meaning and it shows by the lack of views and emails. I am sorry guys, I really am. I was sitting here staring at my computer trying to figure out where the hell my writing bug went, when it hit me.... 

I work with 18 "men", I use that term loosely, but day to day I deal with 18 men for 12 hours a day. Thank about that for a minute. How many of you live with one and want to scream? Try 18. 

My family owns a towing company and a police impound lot. I deal with grouchy people with broke down cars, who think that obviously it's my fault that there car left them stranded. I get yelled at frequently. I deal with 911 dispatch and work with them to get the roads clean and criminals put away. It's stressful and dangerous. Then I get to tell these 18 men where to go and what to do. That is the worst part of the job.

The boys bicker and tattle and complain and whine and play just like 5 year olds, all while we are trying to run a business! That is where my mojo has gone. I left it where at my desk, where I broke up the last argument between two boys I mean MEN over who got the better paying call. Oy! 

It's not that I don't love the guys. Some of them are family, most are friends and the others eh... they won't last. We can fight one minute and the next minute as a DUIer or local drug dealer is threatening me because we impounded their car they've got my back. It's a strange feeling to know that the guy I wanted to strangle five minutes ago and who was probably complaining about me to all his buddies, will beat anyone's butt if they try to hurt or hinder me. It's almost like I have 18 brothers. I guess I gotta love them. 

I promise I will get back to being me, but I have just been exhausted. We are all stressed at work. The long hours, stress of accidents and being together 24/7 is starting to wear us down. Especially me, stuck in the middle of the boys and the clients, but I promise better days are coming here on this little blog.