The healthy life.

I'm still on track with my fitness goals and am very proud to report that I have lost a total of 30 inches all over my body. As great as that feat is I still have miles And miles to go but I refuse to stop! Jordan was so sweet and bought me all new gear so my motivation is through the roof. I'm still doing the same routine of p90x and lifting. I made an incredible healthy lunch today. And it was amazing.

Health. I'm on my way there.

This January I decided to change my life for not only good but for the better. I decided to get in shape and stick with it. I knew it had to be more than a resolution. It had to be a complete lifestyle change. And I've got to say that with the support of my family it hasn't been all too hard. My husband keeps my bum in gear :) he is my best friend my coach and my gym buddy. I'm so grateful for his knowledge of fitness. My parents help me out tremendously too :) they both love fitness and have really taught me a lot. As of late this is my workout sched:
Monday: p90x video in the morning. HiiT cardio and a weight training session in the evening where I will either do back, chest, legs, shoulders, arms, etc. this is my same schedule for Wednesday, Friday and Saturday also.
Tuesdays And Thursdays are a little busier for me so I only get my evening training in.

My diet is cleaner than its ever been
I'm happier than I've ever been.
I'm healthier than I've ever been.
My body is changing
And I'm not going to stop. 💪

My Grams- Everything I Could Hope To Be

I have a grandma.  & she is the cutest thing in this world might i add.  Her name is Carol Ann but i prefer to call her g-diddle and i think its starting to grow on her too. 
my grams is long socks with sandals that have a cork bottom,
she is the little lady who will be wearing glasses on her face, around her neck,
 and well frantically searching for her glasses.
she is the mug of peppermint tea when your tummy is aching away.
she is the little one you see bundled up strutting her way on her morning walk up fourth north
grams is the best homemade popcorn you'll ever have &the Christmas wreath that hangs on a door. 
Always yielding candy canes for those she loves.
She is a closet full of wonderful clothes that you can't help but ask for. 
She is the one that will take the shirt off her back and give it to you just because its one you've always admired & wanted. 
she is the fearless spider killer and the keeper of the bear in her basement. 
My grams is homemade grape juice and a pile of crisp leaves.

But what i admire her most for is her testimony and love for the gospel.
If i can be half as strong as her in my faith when i reach her age, i will be one happy camper.

The worst thing my carol can call anyone is a tarb. (brat backwards) and she's so darn cute that zero offense can be taken.
my grams is an angel on earth. 
&Everything I Could Hope To Be.

Selfish Wants&Dire Desires

    Wants.  I've got beyond loads of them despite my thousand and one blessings from my father above....

I want to go to D I  and binge on lovely cozy sweaters. I want a quaint&quiet cottage in the woods with cupboards full of hot cocoa and a bed of comfy quilts.

 I want to live in the fall for longer then aseason.. watch the never ending leaves drift.

 I want a closer relationship with my father above,

 the kind you make pinky promises with. 

I want a baby that reflects my Jordan, a little boy that will play football and who will love his momma. 

I want to learn to knit better and create a nifty sweater of my own design. 

I long to have a horse with a mane I can braid and a mouth that has a love for crisp carrots.

 I want to go on a safari and feel the African sun beat down on me.

 I want to learn to paint so I could construct delicate feathers on canvas and hang it in a place I call my own. I wish to conquer my fears and to be the heroine of a story, one that is looked up to. 

But lastly I wish to live a long life in the arms of the one I belong too,

 this dream of mine I know will come true. 

The rest can just be selfish wants and dire desires.

Growing Up or Subconsciously Missing You?

or

When she asks you to clean your room so you go in there and get lost in tweets and status's on your phone?

how about

Ever since you were little, you were always reminded but dreaded eating your dinner before your dessert? 

I did each one of those countless times through out my kiddo years but now that i'm married the tables have turned on myself. 

I put that tie on the bread.clean my room on my own.&eat my dinner and dessert how i'm supposed to. 

This has been on my mind as of late,,  Catch my self doing things the way Momma did.  The very things i rebelled against just because I could. 

I can't help but wonder am i growing up or am i trying to keep you right here with me? 

You know the twist tie you take off of the bread and Momma says, please tie it back on so the bread doesn't dry out? but you never do? 

Love you momma(: And Happy Birthday.

Love the very best smess maker:)

Our Unique Tradition- It's A Must

Jordan and I were discussing which movie to watch last Saturday night.  We just couldn't decide! I know, its a dilemma that plagues us all.  For once I am grateful for this indecisive occurrence. For it is how we decided on our first tradition. One of our very own, One that is very much us. & one that those little boys of mine i'm gonna have someday in the distant future, will adore... 
Superhero Sunday

It may simply just be the greatest thing we have ever thought of.
So there you have it.. 
Our very own tradition and it's one for the books.
Next Sunday you can catch me lounging here, 
watching super hero's save planet earth from its demise,
 In my Superman shirt.
And possibly a cape. 
A worthwhile investment if you ask me. 

It's Simple; I Believe It To Be More

As of late I've been thinking about this so called honey moon phase.. 
As a kid I never quite understood the very thought of it. 
is he only your prince charming for a year? 
or
does love lessen with time?
Ridiculous.
Your love is what you make it. 
How is it possible to simply let go of the way he makes you feel when he calls you beautiful when he calls you his?  
Does your memory fade of the first time he told you he loved you & you said it back without the shadow of a doubt?
Do you forget about the nights you stayed up thinking of him and wondering if you ever cross his mind? 
The very moment he became yours . . .
you felt like you could fly. 
and on your very first kiss you did.
& now that you have him, did you lose the desire to be loved by him?

Perhaps you will say I do not understand.
That I have not yet been married for 10, 20, 30 years. . .
If that crosses your mind here are my sentiments-
How lucky are you, to have had the opportunity to love and be loved by the one you swore yourself to forever.  That you have learned and grew and struggled and loved together for so long. . . That you are a living example of relentless love. Through storms and darkness you stayed together, sometimes carrying you both through on your own..  You are living my very dream and that of many others who haven't been blessed with the opportunity-or those who have not reached it yet. 
I simply do not believe in such a thing as love fading, you shouldn't either. How could you?
Are there no butterflies when he gets home from work and sweeps you off your feet? If not where did they go? Reach down and find them. Then find him and smother him in kisses. Don't let the thoughts of others lead you to believe that you've lost the love you'd die to keep. 

17 months isn't a very long time. . . I know this, but i live in today to keep our love tomorrow. And I will do the same until we reach that 10 that 20 that 30 years. 
Our love will not fade. How do I know this?
It's Simple; I Believe It To Be More.