EXCITING NEWS!!!!

...No, I'm not pregnant. Haha. I think I scared Katie when I called and asked her if she wanted to be the first to know something exciting. Drum role please?!?!?!!?!... dun dun dun... I've officially scheduled a date for my breast reduction!!!! I know, I know... not the typical blog post, but hey... its no secret. And if it was, it wouldn't be a secret for long. I mean, come on. Plastic surgery like that is hard to hide after the fact. So why not be excited about it with my friends?!

But, it's true. February 24th is what I will begin to call the "chop-chop" day. I'm so super pumped! It's going to change my life, and just in time for summer! Not to mention that I bought my super cute bridesmaid dress for Sara's wedding and it'll be SO adorable after my surgery! It'll be so nice to finally feel comfortable in my body when I'm all dressed up. And I can buy bathing suits at normal stores! Look out pools and beaches! Here I come!

Sorry for the crazy post. I'm just REALLY happy. =D

Bad Amy, Bad...

So I'm a bad blogger. Katie informed of this, ummm... maybe 2 weeks ago? ...when I already hadn't blogged in weeks. Yeah. Bad Amy. So here I am blogging when I'm not sure what I'm blogging about. Actually, I think the longer the time went, the harder it was to blog because, of course, the standards would raise with each passing day. If there was nothing important enough to blog about for so entirely long, then what about today makes this blog worthwhile? Nothing. So here I am, blogging about blogging. Ironic, eh? Time to change the topic...

So lately I've been soul searching one may say. Jessica and I decided to read this book together called "Living with Enthusiasm." It's basically a 21 day daily read to help you live on the brighter side of life. I'd say I really liked the first half, but the second half kinda did the opposite of it's intent and left me a bit depressed. I came out of it feeling as though I have no passions, no goals, no energy, and few people in my life. I dunno. Everything in my life is SO good right now. I have a great husband, a job I finally enjoy, and very few responsibilities. But honestly (I know this is crazy) but I think that I really struggle with things not being hard. How backwards is that? I have SO much free time. And even when I am busy, it's because we're spending time with friends. I could feasibly do anything I want any evening of the week. Yet, from the second I get home at night, I feel like the evening is over. Instead of enjoying each moment and just doing what I want to do, when I want to do it, I feel stressed because I can see time ticking away. Isn't that odd? I think it is. It's really just a matter of perspective. So many things in life are.

Example 1: I know that if I just get up 15 minutes earlier everyday, I will have a better morning and a better day. And I know that the 15 more minutes I spend in bed (after already snoozing for 30 other minutes) will not be what keeps me from being tired. In fact, I easily get 8 hours of sleep a night. Yet... when push comes to shove, I stay in bed until I'm forcing myself to run around like crazy and out the door.


Example 2: I know that I'd like to get back into music, at least somehow. I hesitate to play my horn because I know I'm going to be extremely rusty (3 years have passed since I played), and I know that in apartment buildings walls are thin. So I'd just feel guilty the whole time. But... I could try to teach myself to play guitar, like I've always wanted to. I've been thinking about this for at least a month and just yesterday I finally opened up the guitar case. I played for 15 minutes, and that was it. Where's my motivation? Argh. It's almost like I know that if I get caught up in playing for an evening, time will fly and it'll be time for bed and time for another day. But what's so bad with time passing? I like my job, so another day shouldn't be so bad, right?

I sound like I'm pouting, but I'm really not. I'm just trying to figure myself out. I'm not trying to be an emo-blogger. It's just been on my mind. I need to find some motivation and some goals. I need a fire to be lit under my bum. =P

Well, there's a blog post for you K8E. =) I'll try to keep up on em from here on out...

My Kitty!

So, to get things rolling here on my lovely new blog, I thought I'd show something new in my life! Our kitty! I guess he's not THAT new since we got him two days after our honeymoon (which is already 5 months ago!), but he's growing up so fast, so I thought I'd post a picture or two.

Here is one the day we got him... he fit in my hands! He loves to lick things. I think thats what he was just doing in this picture. Licking my glasses!

So tiny!!! And he likes playing on the computer with Andrew...

And here he is now! He's getting so big!

So his name is Squire and he's amazing. He really has become like a child to Andrew and I. He mews out the window when we leave him. He runs to the door to greet us. He loves to play and he's always in the room where the people are. He is never hiding. He knows when he's being bad, but he also knows how cute he is. And best of all, he sleeps cuddled up right inbetween us through the whole night. We love him. And I just think... if we're this crazy in love with a cat... we're gonna be nuts when we have kids. =)

What Have I Done?

I have started another blog! Goodness. I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but I tell you, these things are contagious like yawns. You start reading other people's blogs and you can't help but start one yourself. Maybe it'll be fun. I used to love having my xanga but for some reason I let it go.

I think part of the reason I decided to start this up is because I truly enjoy to write. I haven't had much reason to write since college, so maybe this will get me back into the swing of things. Maybe the poetic side of myself will come back. Another reason this could be good is because very few of my friends live around here and I feel miles away from every one of them... in distance and at heart. Maybe this will help.

I have more thoughts, but it seems overkill to say much in my first entry. Maybe tomorrow...