What Does the Future Hold for Me?

I can see it. It's just past my fingertips, right where it's been for the last two years. I can see it, but I can't reach it.

My yoga teacher says that I've completely missed it. I've focused so much on expressing positive energy and willing the universe to provide for me that I have not been allowing it to happen.

So, this is me, making it public. I am not the one in control! Do you hear me universe? I am not in control! I'm here, floating in the shimmering pool, allowing the waves of peace, zen, and energy to wash over me.

Then, where's the balance? How do I find that happy medium between being happy and hopeful, but not forcing the issue?

I Love Summer!

Late Spring/Early Summer is my favorite time of the year.

I love being warm, wearing sandals and tank tops, and being able to run around without a jacket. I have never understood the draw of running around in snow, having to be bundled up in a huge jacket and scarf, and taking the chance my skin will freeze solid and fall off.

Catch Up Part 1 - Dallas, TX - Hotel Drama

My husband and I went to Dallas for our Anniversary. I love Dallas, but it is definitely a whole different animal than Wichita.

First, we get to the Oklahoma/Texas boarder, and it starts to snow. And I mean SNOW. The girl at the counter in the convenience store says that she has never seen snow like this. We continue on our trek, and it is still snowing.

People in Texas are mesmerized by this magical white blanket. They don't change their driving, so there is wreck after wreck. It takes us two hours to go 30 miles. Finally, we get to our hotel. This is an exciting hotel, completely contemporary, with exposed brick walls and concrete floors. Well, they are having their Grand Opening party the night we get there. There is a Valet, and we are told that if we're not there for the party, then we need to park ourselves. Usually, this would not be a big deal, but remember the snow? There is now six inches of it. We are from out of town, we have luggage, and now we have to park our own car when there is a Valet right there? Thanks.

We check in, they give us the wrong room, and we have to wait for a new key. I'm getting more and more pissed by the minute. There is a mall right around the corner with a couple of great restaurants. We decide to head over for dinner. It is deserted. At 6:00pm on a Thursday night. Remember the snow? They can't handle it, so the mall is closed early. Luckily, The Cheesecake Factory is still open. We have a very pleasant dinner, head back to our hotel, park a block away, and walk back through the snow. Thank goodness, the party is over at 11 and the parking lot opens up. My wonderful husband walks the block and parks our car in the lot of the hotel.

This is the end of our hotel drama, the next three days are really awesome, and I will gladly stay at this hotel again.

Kickin' My Own ***

I'm seeing a fertility specialist to try and get pregnant. I've gone through all the tests, and the problem seems to rest with me. My doc thinks I'll be able to get past my problem, I just need to get cycling again. For me, that spells diet and exercise. Hence the title of this post.

I can get the exercise part down without much help. I'm a total cardio junkie (see my previous post about the Strong Kids Marathon), so six days a week at the Y is nothing to me. I need help with the eating part!!!

I'd be willing to trade exercise tips if someone wants to trade recipes!

Flirty Fringe

I love makeup. I mean, obsessed with, always have to try the latest thing, big puffy heart love makeup. I have, at last count, five different foundations, more than 50 eye shadows, not to mention the bronzers, liners, lipsticks and glosses, brushes, and everything that goes along with makeup.

The one thing I cannot live without though, is mascara. I have probably 10 or 12 tubes in my drawer. If I don't have it, I bet you I've tried it. To me, there is nothing more flattering than a full dark fan of lashes. It's got to be black, the blacker the better. I don't know why brown mascara was even invented.

I've tried so many mascaras, I know which ones deliver and which ones don't. I also don't suffer the bad ones. If I try it and don't like it, it goes in the trash, without remorse.

So, here are my faves:
Diorshow Blackout: This mascara is so black, it makes lesser mascaras look gray. The brush is huge, so make sure you're careful with the application. It also doesn't dry very fast, so if you have long lashes or blink a lot, be still until it dries.

Benefit Bad Gal: Another huge brush, but dries quicker. Nice separation volume, and very few clumps. Another winner.

Loreal Voluminous Carbon Black: A great dense brush, not too big, and this creates a beautiful fan of lashes. Not bad for eight bucks.

Loreal Lash Architect in Blackest Black: The brush is the real winner here. It's twisted, so it really gets between the lashes to make them long and full. If you won't buy mascara at Sephora or a department store, this is the one for you.

So ladies (and you guys that dig mascara), make sure you toss your tube every three months, and bat those eyes fearlessly!

I Might Have Bitten Off More Than I Can Chew.

DH and I work out at the local YMCA. They're in the middle of their "Strong Kids" program. For the unaware, the Strong Kids program is a yearly fundraising drive the Y uses to make sure children who might not be financially able to attend camps or classes can participate. The program is supported through community and employee donations, but, I digress.

Next Sunday is the "Strong Kids Marathon" It's a day of classes that are only open to benefactors. Those of us who are willing to pay for the privilige of getting our collective asses kicked by a three hour cardio session. Well, I signed up. I'm a cardio junkie, but at the same time, I'm glad that the instructors teaching the classes I'm going to take are more Bob style than Jillian style.

I just hope I make it through in one piece.

Party in Purple Town

The sign said "Party like it's 1983!"
The last time KSU beat KU at home.
KSU wasn't even playing in Bramlage last time it beat KU.

I was so torn watching the game. I was a KU fan growing up, but I married a K-Stater. My friend N was there. I can only imagine the energy in the coliseum! I hope she didn't get crushed on the court after the game!