Here's to Becoming Batman!

This email was forwarded to me and I just about peed myself...Mr. Marine, I'll be your Batman any day! xoxox

The Black Bra (as told by a woman)

 
I had lunch with 2 of my unmarried friends. One is engaged, one is a mistress, and I have been married for 20+ years.
 
We were chatting about our relationships and decided to amaze our men by greeting them at the door wearing a black bra, stiletto heels and a mask over our eyes.  We agreed to meet in a few days to exchange notes. 

Here's how it all went : 
 
My engaged friend:
The other night when my boyfriend came over he
found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask. He saw me and said, 'You are the woman of my dreams. I love you.' Then we made passionate love all nightlong.

 The mistress:
 Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing a raincoat, under it only the black bra, heels and mask over my eyes. When I opened the raincoat he didn't say a word, but he started to tremble and we had wild sex all night.

Then I had to share my story:
When my husband came home I was wearing the black bra, black stockings, stilettos and a mask over my eyes.
When he came in the door and saw me he said, 
 "What's for dinner, Batman?"

Biggest Loser - Stiletto Style!

It's crunch time, folks! I will be leaving for my cruise in one week and I have pledged to complete my own "Biggest Loser Week!"

This week, beginning at 5:30am on Monday morning, I will complete the following:

1. Spinning from 5:45-6:45am

2. Running on treadmill in the middle of the day

3. Zumba from 6:30-7:30pm

4. Repeat

I am also forgoing all starches, as this week will only consist of salads and lean proteins. No sugar either!

Mr. Marine and I have also looked up the fitness center on the cruise ship, as that will minimize typical cruise weight gain!

I am tired of being a chunkster and having to go swimsuit shopping today made me realize how unacceptable this body is! I understand that one week of Biggest Loser workouts will not make me Heidi Klum. However, I needed a major kick in the ass and swimsuit shopping was just what I needed! 

I refuse to wear a one-piece when I turn 30 and this is my first real step towards my ultimate goal in 2010...be my best self, ever!!!!

Here's to a happier and healthier 2010!! Whoot Whoot!!!!

Selectively Avoiding the Rain!

What does it say about me that I refused to leave the house and venture out in the rain for this...

 But I have no qualms whatsoever about venturing out in the rain for an evening of wine and this exact flaming sushi roll with my girlfriends?

What Every Girl Likes to Hear!

As much as I loooooove gettin all dolled up...isn't it nice to have a man who feels this way?

Hang up that red dress, 

let down your hair, 

cancel those reservations 

don't need to go no where. 

As good as your looking right now, 

girl bet your thinkin I'm crazy, 

there's a side of you that I wanna see 

that never ceases to amaze me. 

Gimme that girl with the hair in a mess 

sleepy little smile with her head on my chest, 

thats the you that i like best, 

gimme that girl. 

Gimme that girl lovin up on me, 

old t-shirt and a pair of jeans, 

thats the you i wanna see, 

gimme that girl. 

Gimme the girl thats beautiful, 

without a trace of makeup of on, 

barefoot in the kitchen, 

singing her favorite song. 

Dancing around like a fool, 

starring in her own little show, 

gimme the girl the rest of the world, 

ain't lucky enough to know. 

Gimme that girl with the hair in a mess 

sleepy little smile with her head on my chest, 

thats the you that i like best, 

gimme that girl. 

Gimme that girl lovin up on me, 

old t-shirt and a pair of jeans, 

thats the you i wanna see, 

gimme that girl, gimme that girl. 

 

"I've been on a diet for two weeks and all I've lost is fourteen days." ~Totie Fields

"If my jeans could talk, would I be embarrassed?"

-Brooke Shields

As I'm sure most of you can relate, one of my New Years resolutions is to trim down. I realize I am not obese, and I'm not looking to resemble Rachel Zoe. I would however, like to be in my best shape possible. This is the year I turn 30, and while I will never be one of those women who trains for a marathon to prove her youth and resilience...I would like to enter the next phase of my life in a body I am proud of. 

In addition, Mr. Marine and I are going on a Caribbean cruise at the end of this month to celebrate my parents anniversary. I may have started working out a bit too late to be confused for Gisele Bunchen on this trip, but I would like to shed just  a few before the end of the month. Running outdoors is not an option for me at the moment. After all, it is 3 degrees with a windchill taking it well below zero. No way in hell am I going outside to simply jog. 

So, about a week or so ago, I pulled out my trusty friend Jillian and began to "Shred" my old body in hopes of building a better and stronger one to house my aging bones (a little dramatic, but it's the way I feel sometimes).

I have also been back on Weight Watchers for a while. I am down 5 pounds so far! In my opinion, 5 pounds and a week and a half of shredding at level 2 and 3 should make my pants fit a little looser! 

WRONG!

I went to put on a pair of jeans today (they are my "fat" jeans that fit when my other jeans do not) and they were so tight around my thighs I had to writhe and jump in place to get them up! What the hell? Does anyone else experience this when they first begin working out? Is it one of those cases where it has to get worse before it gets better? Am I just building muscle on top of my fat so now nothing is going to fit?

I'm beginning to think I'm going to look even worse on my cruise...and it's beginning to freak me out!

Holiday Recap circa 2009!

Thanks to Mrs. Smith, I was reminded I have readers out there who actually enjoy my ramblings. I know, I haven't updated in forever, and I feel like a lifetime of happenings has taken place since my last post. 

So, rather than bore y'all to tears with the details...I'll do a photo recap of all that's happened since...

While Mr. Marine and I were flying home to Texas, my sweet Riley dog was getting hit by a car on Thanksgiving Day!

(Note: all is well with him, just some road rash, and a few stitches! Poor guy! But our friends did give him extra love and took good care of the injured pup. I was one very upset momma!)

We went on our annual ice skating trip to the Houston Galleria. After which we shopped Nordy's and of course...ate at The Bistro! My fam has the best traditions!

While we were home, Roger Creager was playing at Big Texas! So the fam headed out for some dancing, drinking and 2am Whataburgers!

Mr. Marine's eyes are closed (or maybe it was just too much of a good thing) but this epitomizes my ideal existence...Mr. Marine, Texas, Dancing, and drinking Shiner Bock!

Be still my beating heart! After seeing me get pushed around the dance floor by every guy but him, my sweet Georgia Marine asked me to show him how to two-step! I about died! What a night to remember!

I had to bring all my favorite Texas fixins back home. Everytime I use one of these, it takes me home, to a place...where I belong (Ok..breaking out in song here...even if it is a song about WV)

Mr. Marine and I have season tix to the Houston Texans (family bought them before I moved) so when we aren't there, my niece and her bf use them...well, we finally got to use them ourselves!)

I was able to eat some dinner and grab a quick beer with my BFF and fellow Marine spouse! I love Cedar Creek, so we go everytime I come home! This time, I finally got to show Mr. Marine!

You can take the girl outta Texas, but you can't take Texas outta the girl! 

Once the holidays kicked off, I co-hosted a cookie exchange with fellow blogger and twinsie, Maggie from It Is Everlasting!

The Junior League ladies enjoyed a day together! Watching my Houston Texans beat the Rams...from the comfort of a suite at the stadium!

Mr. Riley put on his new Christmas sweater for his annual photo session with Santa!

Finally, Mr. Marine and I kept with my family tradition of going out to a nice dinner on Christmas Eve. So we headed to Ruth's Chris with some friends and then to Midnight Mass at the Cathedral.

This was a bit of an odd holiday since we stayed at home and didn't have any family around. People said we'd love it, and never want to travel again. I hated it! I missed the hustle and bustle of family, I missed the noise, I missed all of it! Heck, I think I called my family 20x or more on Christmas Day! But we did end up hosting some single Marines at our house for Christmas dinner. We drank wine, laughed and played Apples to Apples...that's traditional, right?