Kissmas

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

At noon on Christmas Eve, I woke up to kisses and sunshine streaming in through the windows, glowing happy, tangled in sheets and trying my best to stay warm, even though the sun was brilliant outside.

I got espresso in bed and lounged around in my forest green thigh high cable knit socks and my Santa hat.

I tripped and stumbled over my french and was very thankful that my facial expressions, hand gestures and my quirky ability to have an entire thesaurus (pretty much) memorized in my head- could get me through our communication barrier… along with the 5 years of French I effectively forgot from my childhood (at least alI know all the question words).

Ive been finding that, with us not speaking the same languages fluently, there’s no risk for rambling or talking about silly girly nonsense that men hate… because it takes a lot to share information, so you dont want to waste the effort until you are sure of what you want to say and how you want to say it. So you THINK alot more about what you are communicating to someone else, and you tend to talk about much more intellectual things, and I missed that.

But I love most that when we are together, he seems to be completely infatuated with me and hanging on my every word and not moving his eyes from my face… and me… well, I forget there even IS an outside world. And nevermind that we fall asleep kissing. Or that I wake up at 5 am ready to jet home and he will have none of it.

(How do you explain to someone what it mean to spoil a woman? Apparently that’s not something they’ve heard of in Paris)

Eventually we rejoined the waking world and went out for breakfast. Cantaloupe, honey dew melon, croissants, coffee… soooooo nice to enjoy sexy breakfast WITH someone that gets it.

So there… I kissed and told more than I probably ever have on my blog.

Christmas morning, *I* cooked breakfast, this time with all my housemates and Jen too. I made toast with berry compote (using cinnamon instead of sugar), strawberry kiwi salad, bacon, biscuits, the worlds fluffiest eggs and orange juice and vodka and coffee and baileys.








^ our little LSU Mouse treetopper angel type critter *heart*


^people & light watching with Jen on Christmas Eve

^yes dessert on Christmas, it actually looks WAY bigger than it was, a couple inches of cake, half a cup of Oreo ice-cream and a piece of chocolate graham cracker.

Now to get ready for the giant 442 famous new years bash on saturday!
We are going to spend the week purging the house and making room and decorating and digging out all the alcohol we have lying around the house.

Maybe this year I will finally get a NYE kiss, but if not, at least I’ll have champagne :D

How was your holiday?!!?

You are special. Act it.

“The size of your success is measured by the strength of your desire; the size of your dream; and how you handle disappointment along the way.”
Robert Kiyosaki

emoticon MAY 5 - DO SOMETHING THAT MAKES YOU FEEL FREE.
This morning I got up extra early, ran a 5K, exfoliated, moisturized, primped, blowdried, straightened, lustred, make-upped, grabbed instant coffee from the market instead of buying a sugar-laden coffee at DD and got to work early enough to sit and enjoy my bagel thin and vanilla greek yogurt with black cherries and mmmmmmmmmm.

“The victory of success is half won when one gains the habit of setting goals and achieving them. Even the most tedious chore will become endurable as you parade through each day convinced that every task, no matter how menial or boring, brings you closer to fulfilling your dreams.”
Og Mandino

emoticon Jen has been living in the city since 4/24 and I’m so excited that me busting my ass trying to find her a job paid off already, since today is her first day of work. (Collective AWWWWWWWWWWWW from the residents of 442.)

emoticon Date #5 - I consented to a fifth date with the law school sweetheart. This will happen sometime next week. I love his freckles. They look just like mine.

SIDENOTE-
Joshua txt: By the way, I’ve been meaning to tell you that means alot to me that you mentioned me on your blog profile. I read it over several times. emoticon
me txt: What blog????

emoticon Please dear Before Picture Gods, please don’t let him mean this one. Although I don’t know what other blogs I have that have a profile….(out of all 10 i think this is the only one) but I don’t know how he would have found this one. To see if it’s this one, I’m going to post an embarassing picture of him sleeping and see if he mentions it- cause he didn’t answer me



“I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.”
Og Mandino



“Live this day as if it will be your last. Remember that you will only find ”tomorrow” on the calendars of fools. Forget yesterday’s defeats and ignore the problems of tomorrow. This is it. Doomsday. All you have. Make it the best day of your year. The saddest words you can ever utter are, ”If I had my life to live over again. ”Take the baton, now. Run with it! This is your day! Beginning today, treat everyone you meet, friend or foe, loved one or stranger, as if they were going to be dead at midnight. Extend to each person, no matter how trivial the contact, all the care and kindness and understanding and love that you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward. Your life will never be the same again.”
Og Mandino



“Count your blessings. Once you realize how valuable you are and how much you have going for you, the smiles will return, the sun will break out, the music will play, and you will finally be able to move forward the life that God intended for you with grace, strength, courage, and confidence.”
Og Mandino

emoticon I’m really looking forward to my second half-mara-sunday for May!

Everything has been so crazy and unfamiliar and topsy turvy in my life for the six weeks and I very much need the peace, quiet and freedom of flying along the verrazano narrows.

“Whenever you make a mistake or get knocked down by life, don’t look back at it too long. Mistakes are life’s way of teaching you. Your capacity for occasional blunders is inseparable from your capacity to reach your goals. No one wins them all, and your failures, when they happen, are just part of your growth. Shake off your blunders. How will you know your limits without an occasional failure? Never quit. Your turn will come.”
Og Mandino

emoticon Today my motivation is the ANTI-SQUISHY.

If I’m a runner, an athlete, a fierce photographer, a man-eater, a vixen, a straight-shooter, a fox, a bombshell, a lady, a fighter, a queen, an ambitious bit of dynamite…. then why is there this squishy flesh donut around my middle.

GO AWAY! THIS BODY IS ANTI-SQUISHY.

what’s your motto of the day?

SBS#3 The Protein & Peace Breakie



So this morning’s sexy breakfast was about peace. I started off with my arms ST workout- and awesome side note- my abs are actually sore from yesterday- which means I did something right! On a sad sidenote… I gained 2 more pounds last night which officially put me back in alot of broken hearted tears. I know it sounds silly, but Ive eaten within range for 3 years now, burned at least 3500 calories a week for a year and a half and lately I am gaining 1 to 2 pounds every single day.  Something has to be wrong. Something besides me just being on my period.

So I did my upper body ST, took a shower and stood in the kitchen watching the winter storm start up. I knew it was going to be a long day, so I decided to go for protein and fiber for breakfast- cause there won’t be any way to get food this afternoon once the storm is fully under way.

I made scrambled eggs and Eggo Nutrigrain lowfat waffles with unsalted butter and a glass of 1% milk. I sat there in peace and quiet, reading my new issue of SELF magazine, taking off my red glittery nail polish, watching the snow pile up outside the sliding glass doors into my backyard.

breakfast stats:

443 calories
46 g of carbs
23 g of fat (eggs have lots of fat apparently)
0 g of trans fats (yay no bad stuff)
29 g of protein
9 g of fiber (if I include the apple that I threw in my purse for a snack later today)

So then I strapped on all my winter gear to face the storm and started up the therapy part of breakfast. now that I was nice and calm and peaceful and quiet- I needed to change my attitude away from broken hearted to cheerful and ready to keep going.

tank top, thermal underwear, tights, jeans, fleece sweatshirt, down coat, fuzzy hat, scarf, gloves, fur hood, iPod, camera, purse, umbrella…. into the blizzard and…. GO!

First song on my music therapy was ‘Glyerine’ by Bush, cause that was the song that was playing in 1996 the first time my first boyfriend kissed me. Second song was ‘In the Meantime’ by Spacehog cause Joey would put that song on as loud as he could from the custom speakers in his baby blue lowrider Toyota truck when he was about a mile from my house, and he would turn it off when he got to my street. When I heard the song turn off, I knew it was time to jump out of bed and unlock my window, where his face would appear minutes later and he’d give me that naughty cheshire grin and whisper as he tried to get me to sneak out, ‘cmonnnnn brianne… make me happy!’ and I’d climb out in my PJs and we’d run off and snuggle and makeout all night, dining on Irish whisky and stolen cigarettes.

So those two songs were to remind me of what it felt like to actually be desired. I was smiling and toasty by the time I got to the end of both songs.

Then I put on ‘Super Bon Bon’ by Soul Coughing because that’s the song that was playing when I was learning to drive in the horse track parking lot of Evangeline Downs when I was 17. Sometimes things you are scared to tackle end up being soooooo much fun and the fear dissolves.

Next was ‘1979’ by the Smashing Pumpkins, my class song. We were all born in 79 and graduated in 97 so it was fitting. It’s not so much about the words with this song, but the reminder of what it felt like to finally graduate, with honors, and have the hard stuff finally behind me so I can start my life already. I listened to this song to remind myself that no matter how long it takes to get there, every day I am closer. So sometimes I may gain half the weight back, what am I gonna do?

Quit?

Gaining weight makes me miserable, why on earth would I quit and just gain it all back? Am I that masochistic?

By this time I was almost to work, what took me 16 minutes yesterday took me almost a half hour because of the storm, but I’d forgotten about the cold and now I was just feeling sexy, calm, nutritionized, smart and ready.



Horoscope: Opening doors for other people has become a recent pastime as you advise them how to take advantage of upcoming opportunities. Although they may succeed, it’s becoming more difficult to see potential in your own life because some things seem bleaker than they once were. Nevertheless, you don’t have time to waste, so set aside any self-doubt. Instead, aim your sights on a realistic target and get to work.

You got it, Universe. I’ll do my best.