Well this is fun

I've noticed recently that my face has decided to take a visit back to puberty.  Apparently I was lucky enough to rarely get acne back in my teen days, it decided that it was going to make a full-blown comeback at....err.....in my late 20's.

Yep.  I'm now the proud owner of zit face.  Something that I don't really understand, want, or need, but apparently I don't have much say in what my face decides to do. I'm really hoping this acne party is because of stress.  Although, at this moment, I'm not really that stressed.  Have I been in the past? Well yes, there might have been one or two minor melt downs about work a few weeks ago, and we might be having little to no movement on our house, and possible some weight gain making my lovely lady bumps a little more bumpy. But I think I've been handling most of it pretty well.  Now Tony might have another idea on how I've been handling it, but I can at least say today, at this moment, I don't feel stressed.

So I think I'm going to try and work this little situation out.  Normally my hands are all over my face - maybe that is the reason why.  Most days, you can find me at my desk looking like this:

 

 

 

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Not because I'm stressing out, mostly because I have bad posture and lean on my head.  Which seems odd after I type it, but it's true....and made me just sit up a bit taller.  But I'm catching myself with my hands on my face and immediately let go of my face. Hopefully that will eliminate some of the issues. 

I'm also trying not to eat junk - maybe all of the crap, including the stuff I've been making - is leading to the Rocky Mountains on my face. Or maybe I should start drinking more water.  It's one of the best things for you - but lately I've been slacking on my water intake.  Instead of drinking my 100 oz, it's been, well, less than that.  While my trips to the bathroom have decreased the spots on my face have increased. 

And one of the last things I'll make an attempt at doing is going back to my go-to make up stuff.  Which includes using my old face lotion that I've liked and have been out of for about 3 months.  Which is why I'm glad I've had the little tool Birchbox to use - samples are my friend.

All in all my goals are as follows:
1. Get ride of my acne friends.
2. Stop touching my face.
3. Sit up straighter.
4. Drink more water.
5. Stop eating crap.
6. Go back to my old products.

Until then, don't be surprised if my hair is in my face.  I'll be pulling a Cousin It look until the Appalachian Mountains decide to fall off my forehead.

Picture Taken Fool

I've been able to keep up at my Project 365....minus a day or two.  While putting my pictures together I realized that 1. I hadn't uploaded since Day 100....whoops. and 2. I forgot how funny some of those picture moments were.  So here are some pictures from April up til June...if I'm really on top of things, I'll even post July this week. I wouldn't hold your breath though...I still haven't blogged about our recent trip, and all the excitement of selling the house. Which is not actually excitement at all considering we still live in said house and it's still on the market. Sarcasm is my second language.

Enjoy.

Day 101 to 107 

Day 108 to 114

Day 115 to 121

Day 122 to 129

Day 130 to 136

Day 137 to 143

Day 144 to 150

Day 151 to 156

Day 157 to 164 

Day 165 to 171

Day 172 to 178

Day 179 to 185....I might have missed a day here. 

Some Like It Hot

It is not me and Tony - or Tony or I - now is not the time for proper grammar. While I would usually like to let my readers know that I do know how to properly form a sentence, it's a little more difficult when flames are shooting out of my mouth while my lips melt like the Wicked Witch of the West.

I decided to catch Tony on camera when the flames appeared.

If that hasn't made you want to read more....well I'll just let you know that I made dinner.

Shocking for two reasons? Yes. But apparently I was trying to kill my husband by chili peppers in adobe sauce disguised by do it yourself Chipotle bowls.

Holy hotness Batman.

Perhaps I should have really read the bold sentence of this Pinterest-inspired creation when she wrote: **This is rather hot for some people, so be sure to cut the chili amount in half**

What I really should have done.

Damn me and not reading ahead. I did try to cut the heat with some water....however the tears in Tony's eyes 30 minutes after we finished "eating" means apparently I didn't cut it in half enough.  While we are full from dinner, it's not from the fake Chipotle bowl.  It's from the 72 glasses of milk combined with the 48 bottles of water we chugged after two bites.

Note to self: take the bold print to mean something while cooking.

Apparently after coming home from Mexico, that cuisine stuck in my mind. Probably because I ate hamburgers and chicken fingers while in the country of Mexico.  Naturally fake Chipotle bowls would be perfect, since we're trying to be good about the budget and keep things healthy.

You can keep things healthy by making sure things that involve hot chili peppers is in every bite. You pretty much stop after two bites and stay on a liquid diet until your lips stop feeling like they've entered the Devil's playground.

Oh and have I mentioned that I've done this before? Apparently I have a bad habit of making our meals the meal of a Fear Factor contestant.  Thinking that maybe this would get me out of cooking so often....like every third day....Tony made sure to encourage me that it takes practice.  Ugh.  I guess I'll have to try adobe chilis and sirichi sauce next time.

And perhaps buy an extra gallon of milk while I"m at it.

This just made me laugh. Fat cat.

Pictures all from Pinterest. Yes, it gets me even in pictures.

Where are you looking?

Tony recently purchased an iPad.  He bit the bullet after going back and forth about really needing one.  In the end, and after some, "really, it's okay to get one" from me, he got one.  He was very excited to use it - his first reason to use it? A movie.  Yep, the man downloaded Netflix so he could watch movies on trips for work when he has to fly.  He will not and probably should not watch movies while driving. That's dangerous.  Also, he has to to have an internet connection to watch his movies, and since he only got Wi-Fi, he's really just watched movies at home....on a tiny screen while his big honking tv is muted and playing some other show.  Yep...caught him doing this, I laughed.

His other reasoning to get it? Facetiming.  Okay, well maybe that was my reasoning for him to get it. I love Facetiming.  It's pretty funny to chat with your nephews who are only 20 minutes away, but still need to tell you about the under (thunder) and check to make sure you were not in fact, bit by a dog. 

So it's no surprise that we tried out Facetiming while sitting in the same room. Don't judge us....we like to look at all the features before taking our new technology anywhere.  But Tony has been on a couple trips that we actually used Facetime.  I think he really just wants to talk to Tyson, but he has to deal with me. 

And for the last couple of sessions I've noticed that my dear husband is drawn to the screen where he can see himself.  Like a fly to a light, that boy loves a good mirror.

What he doesn't realize is that I can now see him looking at himself.  Busted.

I'm sure that there are now plenty of self-portraits on the iPad. 

I should not wear white pants

It's a little known fact that I spill a lot.  Like, almost every day. It's not that I don't try to keep things clean and tidy, I just have improper hand-eye coordination and apparently my real middle name is Klutz.

According to my dad, I was diagnosed by my doctor as clumsy.  I like to think that I am just accident prone.  I'm not sure which sounds better, but it's no surprise that I have bruises on my body from things I run into on a daily basis.  Although I think things like doorways and desk corners actually jut out while I walk past.

However today would be an exception to my clumsy, spilling ways.  For some reason I have decided that wearing white pants would be okay - apparently I had a lapse in judgement while purchasing said pants.  And today, since all my black pants were dirty and I have some sweet bug bites on my legs from the weekend that make my legs look like walking dominoes - two dots on one, three dots on the other - I had to wear pants and not a skirt. The only pants that I had clean? White pants.  Technically I think they are cream, but regardless, they are asking for me to spill on them.

And spill I did. Fruit (including strawberries)  and  my sparkly water all over my sandwich and veggie chips (probably the best things ever) as well as my desk.  Close enough to almost hit my cream/white pants. On a Monday.  Round of applause, please.

So after the cleanup, I am now praying that I keep up that good luck while sporting the pants for the rest of the day...especially since I have to be in a picture later this afternoon, the whole reason I had to wear nice pants today.

I should really not wear white pants.

Five Friday Facts

It's Friday - thank goodness! For some reason this week has felt really long, even Tony thought it was long after a hectic week of playing golf and schmoozing. Rough life that guy leads.  The good news is that we don't have much happening this weekend and we're both pretty happy with that.

So here are some Friday Facts - and cheers to the weekend!

1. I have not worked out in three days.  I know, I know, it's not like me - nor do I like it. The only positive thing is that the scale has not moved in the past week and my pants still fit.  Hell yes. I had some things to get done the past couple of days (which did not get done....hmmm) and really had zero motivation.  You would think I'd be pulling two-a-days since our trip is in two weeks.  Apparently that whole stress thing that most women have when they know they are going to be in a swimsuit has no affect on me. I guess I should start looking for a one piece and a mumu cover up. One pieces are in...haven't you heard?

2. I cannot get enough avocados this week, or really the past two weeks.  I search the menu's lately for anything that has avocados.  It's a horribly wonderful addiction. The other day I also realized I ate more green than any other color - I'm not kidding.  Breakfast: Green smoothie, Lunch: edamame hummus, Dinner: at moms, I had a vat of guacamole. It was heavenly. (And yes, I had green chile at my mom's last night...ama-zing.)

3. Currently I have nail polish on all of my fingers.  That being said, no fingernail is fully coated. Actually there are hunks of polish missing on every finger. My nails have been like this since Sunday. I should really go and get a manicure.

4. Tita is leaving on Monday.  It will be a sad, sad day. However after dinner last night, I think she's almost had her fill of small people under 4....and my demanding brother.  However he did manage to get her to make her green pork chile and homemade tortillas. My mouth is watering as I type this. There is nothing better than homemade tortillas by White Cloud. And if you think there is anyone in this family who dislikes tortillas, you would be sorely mistaken....and they would be thrown out. Tortillas are good with everything - butter, hot dogs, green chile, butter, peanut butter and plain. If my husband wasn't the carb police, I would eat them every day.

5. Be ready for this one - I actually did Tony's laundry.  I might not have finished it, or my own...it may be sitting in the washer still, but I did it.  And I even folded it.  Shocking.  However I realized why I don't like doing his laundry.  Holes. Everywhere in everything.  Case in point: his socks. He came home the other day and I noticed one little hole in his sock and thought, that can't be comfortable, I know my toes find holes in my socks and immediately jut out (side note, my siblings and I have extraordinary toes that may have finger like capabilities, picking things up, playing the piano, it goes on) I throw those socks away.  However it was when he turned and walked away that I saw his entire heel. No trace of sock was found as he walked. So I ask, what is the freaking point of wearing a sock??? So when I do his laundry again in approximately three months, I'm going to throw out all things with holes.  He's been warned at least three times....which may explain why he hasn't complained that I don't do his laundry.

Happy weekend - may pools and summer cocktails be in your future!

Five Friday Facts

Well I know you must be impressed that I am actually doing Five Friday Facts on Friday - however I have not blogged since then...so shame. I could give you the excuses that this has been a really busy week, but I'll be honest - after family in town, the Kenny/Tim concert and laziness, there was nothing really to blog about.  Unless you wanted me to tell you that two days is never enough with family, I have lack of self control when surrounded by friends and that I should do something other than catch up on trashy tv or my favorite blogs.....if you wanted to read that then let me know.

Until then, here are Five Friday Facts to brighten your day.

1. I'm wearing a braid in my hair right now.  Like one to help hold back my bangs - since I haven't cut them (not even by myself) in quite a while.  I should really schedule a hair cut, however it took me almost a full three weeks to reschedule my eyebrow wax appointment, I foresee my haircut taking at least another 3 months.

2. Selling a house takes a long time.  And here is a fact about selling a house: it's not as fun as it seems. You know those stories about yourself, your brother, your friend or that neighbor down the street who sells their house in 24 hours, two day or two weeks? Well hold onto those stories and pray like you've never prayed before for that situation to happen to you.  Granted we've only had our house on the market for a month-ish, but when people tell  you those stories, deep down you want that to be you....and generally it's not. And since Tony and I have mentally checked out of this house every day it gets a little harder to wait for a showing. Plus, cleaning sucks.

3. We have yet to go to the grocery store this week and I will tell you that making a list and menu for the week is not that fun.  So instead I ask Tony very sweetly to bring me lunch....which has happened more than once in the past week or so. On today's menu: guacamole....from Jalapenos. Best thing ever. I ate the entire portion for myself - all while reminding myself that this is the healthy fats and this is way better than french fries. It was scrumptious and I cannot get enough of that heavenly food.

4. My godson is obsessed with me.  I'm not even trying to be arrogant - you can ask my sister. That boy loves me, saying my name (over and over again) and making sure that I am safe. He made up a story about how a dog bit me. Or in his language: "CAIT! Dog bite Cait." Um, nope, no dog bite here - just lots of slobber.  Although he said 543 times while I was not there, it's nice to know he's always thinking of me- it's the perk of being a fairy godmother.

5. I learned a new trick on Lightroom that will help me post my Project 365 pictures better. Thank you Google - you're teaching this girl one step at a time. I know that you wanted that fact about me to end this post.