C is for Concerts

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This is Little Big Town singing at our local concert spot...It's really far away and a pretty lousy picture, but oh well...They sang on all four corners of the stage so there really weren't any "bad" seats!

Like most young ladies, nothing thrills me more than some good music. Imagine my surprise as my sister's sister-in-law called me and asked if I wanted to go to a FREE concert with her?!?! Free was the key word there...I wanted to go to this concert anyway, but the tickets wer far too expensive for my lifestyle. But luckily for me, her husband has connections AND had to work that night, so that left Sarah with a free ticket! I was so pumped to see George Strait...but especially LITTLE BIG TOWN who I also saw at Mountain Stage with The Davisson Brothers' Band! Nothing says "country concert" like my favorite three things...tight jeans, big hair, and cowboy boots. All day I was dreaming about my evening. *Random sidenote: I have been friends with Sarah since I was in 7th grade and she was in 9th. I have always known just how wild this lady could be, but I though that marriage and two children may have tamed her wild urges..but boy, was I wrong...*

The concert was great, first of all, how could a free concert not be good? And secondly, Little Big Town and George Strait were phenomenal...Everything was smooth sailing until the concert was almost over and my sweet little Sarah, married, mother of two, decided it was necessary for us to sneak onto an elevator leading backstage. I was, to say the very least, extremely hesitant of getting on said elevator. Finally, after some gentle persuasion, by gentle I mean Sarah grabbing my arm and forcibly pulling me onto the elevator, we were riding down to backstage. We quickly enacted a plan, we would simply pretend that we were trying to get to our car in the parking garage and we must have taken a wrong turn. The doors opened and here we were, no cops, no visible security, just a girl at a table. When she asked if she could help us we told her that we couldn't find our car and she sweetly pointed us in the "right" direction, upon which we turned left and waited for George Strait to come off stage. We stood there, waited for about 1 minute and there he was, about six feet from us. He then went back on stage to sing an encore and we hung out with the light crew and pretended like we were supposed to be there...The light crew was privy to certain information, such as "the security guards will take your camera if you try to get a picture of GS" etc. So, me being the rational school teacher says that we shouldn't try to get a picture, just the experience will be enough...but no, Sarah decides she needs a picture and continues to hold my camera in hopes of getting another picture. Well, long story short: he comes back off stage, Sarah gets excited and snaps the picture a little too early, we leave backstage, and then make our way to the car.

Maybe she is a little crazy, my sister would have killed her 10 times over at this point. But that's the Sarah we all know and love. . .


Now, I just hope her husband gets another set of free tickets and has to work the night of Keith Urban and Carrie Underwood!!!

B is for Bye Bye Belly and Bottom...

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Before: Here I am as a fat cow...I think Tyler looks particularly skinny compared to my face and upper arms that are taking up all of the space in this picture.

Well folks, it's true...I have officially lost some of my belly and bottom...don't worry, it's nothing drastic, but it is 15 lbs, 15.5 to be exact; and on a short person's frame, that's kind of a big deal. Way back in October, I began my weight loss voyage. My loyal readers can also remember my New Year's Resolution to battle the bulge...I have been on, what some may call, a weight loss crusade. I have fluctuated throughout the 4 months on this program, but overall I am excited to see my results; smaller pants sizes, less fat rolls, cheek bones...Some may think that 15.5 lbs is not a lot of weight to lose in 4 months, I may agree to an extent, but it has been hard. I have had to deal with Thanksgiving, Christmas, 5 birthdays, New Year's, the SuperBowl...you name it, I ate during it. I have been trying to follow my weight watcher plan, but it is necessary to cheat sometimes. My sister and I have been using the Wendy method...I think I spelled it right...which is an unsanctioned version of the points system. We basically eat whatever, and I mean WHATEVER we want on Saturdays. We blow our points out of the water and then we "diet" throughout the rest of the week. I placed " " around diet, because I do not feel that WW is actually a diet. I tried the low/no carb thing and I did lose A LOT of weight, but I missed all the food I was cutting out and my roommate, the health conscience dietitian, was in constant disapproval of my diet, which she should be...it was CRAZY! BUT, I gained all that weight back and then some. I guess I finally decided enough was enough and I couldn't handle gaining one more ounce. So today, I may toot my horn just a little because I am proud of me and I am proud of my smaller bum.

Here I am after I lost about 16 lbs...I know the picture looks a little strange, but my arms kept getting in the way...

I know this is a picture of my bottom...but if you knew me before, you would be amazed at how much smaller I look from the back now!!!

A is for Addiction...

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The first step in addiction is realizing that you have a problem.
My name is Amy, and I am an addict.
Caffeine is my drug of choice.
I realize that I have a problem and I am trying to resolve this problem.
I noticed the other day that I consume WAY too much caffeine for a young lady my size! I have decided to quit drinking 3 diet mountain dews a day…Not an easy task considering my first one would almost be finished by the time I got to school. So, I am trying something new. I have completely cut out all the caffeine in my life, except for the tiny m&m’s I sneak when I get home from work. The REAL reason this all started was because Wal-Mart was COMPLETELY out of Diet Mt. Dew when it was 2/$5.00, so this experiment was started out of desperation, not really choice. Now I am just seeing if I can avoid drinking the rest of the day. When someone asked me why I looked so tired I told her I quit drinking caffeine. Her immediate response; “oh, are you pregnant?” she had a slight look of delight thinking about the prospect, however I had to pick my jaw up off the floor to tell her no. Then she wanted to know if we were “trying”…then I told her that we were not and I had to assure her that we were not going to “try” as they say until a while later…I have two nephews that keep me busy enough to lose my mind.
So, I can’t really quit the sauce just yet…but I am getting closer and closer, at least I am down to one caffeinated drink a day. We will see what tomorrow brings. . .

New Topic...

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I can't think of anything to write. I can't believe I am about to suggest this to myself, but I am thinking about starting the 26 letters for 26 days thing again. I know, I know...this was the precursor to my blogging demise, but I think it might be wise to get back on that horse. 
Then again, if anyone could come up with another idea for me to write about on a daily basis, let me know...I need all the help I can get. I know about Wordless Wednesdays and Thirteen for Thursday, but I just need to get into some kind of schedule to keep my blogging up. 
I really hope somebody comes up with a great idea for me to post about because I am already dreading the alphabet thing, but I do love a challenge....so looks like we will just have to wait and see...

I really do mean well...

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Last year I received a special birthday present from my girlfriend Melissa. I opened a small gift bag filled with jewelry from Express, The Limited, NY and Co, etc.  They were all very impressive pieces but I couldn't understand why she gave me all this stuff, everything would have totaled well over $100! She let me in on her secret. Living in Morgantown, the Gabriel Brothers headquarters, we had the inside track on some certain sales. Melis told me that every so often, there were boxes and boxes of broken jewelry delivered to Gabe's and people sifted through it to find matching pieces, individual beads, necklaces, earrings, etc. Well, needless to say, I had to get a piece of this action. I went to Gabe's the following morning and filled up a bag as big as my torso for $10!!! That is when I began bead working in the hopes of simply creating some jewelry to give away to my pals as presents. 
I ended up making all my of bridesmaids' earrings and bracelets from random pieces of old necklaces that looked like green shells. (I will post a pic if I can round one up soon...) Anyway, the real reason for this post is to explain my next goal. I am in the process of buying my first home. A big selling point for me and husband was the large portion of the basement that remained unfinished. Some people may have walked into the house and thought, "hmmm, what a GREAT storage space!" but as soon as Tyler and I both saw it we knew it was perfect for our workshops. Husband loves any kind of work with his hands/tools. He is such a crafty handyman, I really should take a picture of this shoe rack he made me, but all he could envision was having all of his Craftsman tools lined up neatly in his tool box and his nice "man space" until his wife, sounding just annoying enough to come across cute, asked for her own workshop. I wanted him to have his space, but there is a lot of space down there and I think we could share it and I could get my bead business up and running just like it should be. No more beads hiding in Victoria's Secret boxes under my bed, now I will have a place for everything and everything will be in it's very own place. The idea of having all of my beads and tools neatly organized sends a shiver down my spine. But the very best part of all is that while husband is setting up my "workshop" he will be able to use his tools to build me tables....ohhh, maybe I will ask for cabinets. I better not get too carried away, he may banish me from the basement. Oh well, if my plan comes into fruition, I will most definitely post pictures of my new workspace. Until then, I will stick with my boxes under my bed....hmmmmph. 
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