A New Blogger Friend

I just found this new blog called Kalyn's Kitchen. She lives in Salt Lake too, which doesn't really have anything to do with it, but I thought it was kind of cool. She was doing the South Beach Diet to lose weight, but now just does it because she likes it I guess. She posts recipes that are South Beach friendly, which also means they are good for me. This diet is eating the good kinds of Carbs and Fats for weight loss and overall better health. Bad carbs equals bad sugar, bad fat equals heart attacks.

Anyway, I've been looking at some of her recipes and its lookin good so far. I need to start eating better 1. because I'm gaining weight that I shouldn't be and 2. I get sick to my stomach and am going to develop diabetes if I don't. I think that last one should be enough of a push for me to do better. The problem: I developed really bad eating habits when I was little, and my parents never made me try things that I didn't want to try. And no, I'm not blaming them. I was just a very stubborn kid. Lets say I just finished Thanksgiving dinner and stuffed myself full. Put a bag of potato of chips anywhere near me, and I will empty the bag. In one sitting, by myself. Those kind of bad habits.

I'm going to start making more things that don't come in a box (i.e. Pastaroni, Hamburger Helper, etc.) because, can you say "preservatives"? That can't be good. I'm going to start buying more vegetables, but only what I know I will eat in a week so that I don't have to be throwing produce away. I hate that. I need to start cooking more even if Dave is hardly ever home to eat with me. A lot of these recipes she will tell you if they freeze well or how long they keep. That way, I can just grab something out of the fridge or freezer and go. And not have to worry about wasting all that food. And then Dave will have something to grab when he gets hungry (which is about every 3 hours).

Anyway, I'm off to do some more exploring. I'll let you know how it goes. If any of you want to check it out, there is a link to the right.

Kimberly

I just wanted to let you all know that my friend Kimberly is going to change save the world some day.

I can't even begin to imagine what goes through her head on a daily basis.

Read her latest post and then, you too can be amazed.


I miss you Kimmy!

Yoga

So I have done 2-30 minute, I don't know, sessions I guess. My first one yesterday after work yesterday, and one just now, and let me tell you...freakin' amazing! I have chronic lower back pain. It blows. I have a funny looking pillow attached to my chair at work for lumbar support. Dorky? Yes. This pain is caused by something called sacroiliitis (sack-row-ilee-itis). My chiropractor told me that is (in lay-mans terms) an inflamation of the sacroiliac joint(s).

It pretty much hurts me all the time. Hurts like nobody's business. Especially if I've been sitting in one position for a couple of hours without moving, or if I've been walking or standing for too long. It causes shooting pain up my back, sometimes it takes my breath away. It also has caused the nerves in my right leg to become somewhat desensitized. No reflexes, and my thigh is numb just below where my hand lands when its by my side.


Now the reason I am telling you all of this is because my back hurt yesterday after work, like it always does. And I did my yoga, and it doesn't hurt anymore. Nowhere. My muscles are sore in my arms and my shoulders because there is a lot of holding yourself up for long periods of time, but that is it! I told everyone about it today. That is how happy I am about.

I put off going to the doctor for the longest time because I didnt want them to tell me I had to go to the chiropractor. I don't like them. And it got to the point where if I wasn't at work, I was laying on the couch with a pillow under my bent knees and a heating pad under my back. So I finally went, and they didn't do anything but give me some muscle relaxers (that I could very well have an addiction to but I only had it twice so I don't take it anymore, but oh how I wish I could) and told me to do what I was already doing. Mostly because Navy doctors suck ass!

When we moved back here, I finally went to the chiropractor. I think I went twice a week for like 4 weeks. Then the day I said, "Oh, I get to go have my back popped today!" was the day I said no more.

So I was just back to dealing with it.

Anyway, that is my awesome news. My back no longer hurts. And now I'm going to ruin all my beautiful Yoga-ness with some pizza and a few premium malt beverages in wild grape flavor. Tastes like an otterpop. Yum!

Nothing really

One of my friends from esthetics school is getting married tonight. Finally! And not finally in a bad, "oh my gosh finally" way, but in a "she's dated some serious assholes and has finally found a great guy" kind of way. I'm not 100% sold on the idea of going. I hate going places by myself, I hate standing in a wedding line to say hi to 7 people I don't know and 1 that I do, and Sarah and Mindi can't go with me because they are working and so is Dave. I will send her a gift though. She is pretty awesome!

No I am not pregnant! (Amy that is for you if you are reading this) As much as I wish I was, I'm sorry to say that I am not. Apparently my little baby hungry news caused some people (or person) to get some crazy ideas in her head. Oh Amy!

I have had way too many simple carbs today, and I am currently feeling sick to my stomach, and I have to tell you people, it isn't going to feel better until I wake up in the morning. Damn that blood sugar!

I am considering dipping my toes in the Yoga pool. I tried Pilates, and it was great, but not very relaxing. I think I need something a little more 'Ommm' if you get what I'm saying. I feel way too 'bzzzz' when I get home at night. That is my way of typing the crazy feeling in my muscles. Last night I took the dog for a walk down by the river for almost an hour. Then when we got home, I had dinner, sat on the couch for a total of...we'll say 15 minutes before I decided that I couldn't do it and started cleaning my house like a crazy person. Needing some wind down time after work, I think so.

I still haven't figured out what I want to be when I grow up. Maybe I'll open a jewelry store that people can go to and buy jewelry that is already made, or get help making jewelry right there in the store. I thought of that in the shower this morning. I'm pretty sure there are already stores like that, but that's okay. There can be more than one.

Anyway, that is all for now. Dave is working tonight, so I'm going to be home alone until 11. Again. Sounds like a fun Friday night huh?

You know you're jealous!

The Goblins

I said I would put some pictures up and so here are some of them!


This is the slot canyon behind our little camp. Our stuff was just over that little hill.











Here is my love after our hike up the little slot canyon.










This is me being a rockstar after our little hike :)





This is the Valley of the Goblins






This is Dave and Laynee on top of a goblin jungle gym











Me and Laynee on the jungle gym









Dave really likes taking pictures of my butt





We thought she looked like Simba on Pride Rock. Dave almost got a picture of just her standing there, but she moved before the camera clicked.









This is me being a rock climber




Dave climbed up the same place I did when I was a rock climber (see above) and then he disappeared for awhile. I went up to the hole he was in, and yelled "DAVE! Where did you go?" He never answered me so I decided to go sit on a rock and wait for him to scream, or come back down. Then I heard "CHELSEA!" I looked up and there he was, all the way at the top!




Here is our unofficial family photo




And this is what happens when you have a three hour drive after a two hour hike. My cute little (she's actually quite huge) puppy!










All in all, I think it was a pretty great trip. Even though it was way cold and windy on Friday and we were super bored because we had nothing to do because we didn't camp inside the park. We camped in BLM land. And the Goblins are only inside the park, and there are down below the horizon so you can't see them until you drive up to them.

We had fun though. Next we will be inviting more people, so that we aren't quite so bored out of our minds and playing yahtzee and war in our tent at 7:30 on a Friday night.


And in other news, I am super baby hungry! I don't know why, but I am and it sucks, because Dave says we can't have kids until he is done with school. So like 5 years. BAH!!!!!

An update...already

Dave called me right after I hit publish. Cody called. He doesn't have to report to Kansas until June 1st, he just had to get in touch with them within 24 hours. They wouldn't say anything else about it when he called.

But another guy from there company, Cory, got one too. Him and Jared are up in Boise going to school. So if Dave does get one, it will be pretty soon I imagine.

That's all I got so far.

Some News

Okay kids, I don't know what this news means yet, except that if it really happens, its going to rock my world (again) in the worst way possible (again).

Dave's friend from the Marines, Cody, was supposed to meet us on Friday or Saturday, depending on when he could get out there. We were so excited to see Cody! Its been awhile. So we're driving to the Goblins, and Dave's phone beeps because he just got a voicemail. We were in a canyon and that's why it didn't ring. It was Cody.







He said he just got a Fed-EXed letter with orders that said he had 24 hours to report to Kansas City. He said he didn't know what that meant other than the Marine Corps said he had 24 hours to be there.

Dave called him back to see what was going on, and he just repeated what he had said in the message. They talked for awhile, and Dave told him to call when he found out what was going on. Then we went through another dead spot, and the call was dropped. Dave sent him a text that said the same thing. And we haven't heard from him yet.

That was Friday at about 2.

Needless to say we are freaking out. Dave, me, his parents, my parents. I don't know if I can handle him being gone again. I don't want him to be re-called. I hope that he doesn't, but at the same time, I don't want Cody to be the only one of Dave's Marine friends who got it. I would really rather no one got re-called, but apparently it doesn't matter what the families feel. It doesn't matter that these guys have been home for a year or more, and have new jobs and have settled into a new routine without worrying about when they have to go to Iraq again.

I'm upset. Angry. Pissed off at the President and the Marine Corps. I wasn't such a huge fan in the first place, and at this present moment I could kill someone. If you don't hear from me for a long while its because we moved to Canada. I'll send word to let you know we're okay :)

Anyway, I'll still put some of our Goblin pictures up, but I felt that the possiblity of impending recall doom was a bigger issue. I'll let you know what Cody says. If he went to Kansas City, or "took a wrong turn" and wound up in Ontario.

Everyone think good thoughts for us and Dave's friends please.

Ha Det!

Camping

Today we are leaving for Goblin Valley. I have never been there, but I bet its going to be awesome. Awesome...and WARM!!! I can't even wait. I'm so excited! I haven't been camping since last July. Too long! Dave is at home packing, and I am here at work watching the clock for Noon so that I can leave. I kind of feel bad that Dave has to do it all by himself, but I had to wake up at 6:30 this morning, so that kind of makes me get over it real fast.

I'll post some pictures of us playing with the goblins when we get back. Goblins and sunshine...sunshine.


Ha Det!

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How cute is that! I don't think the dog feels good today. She's just been laying under her blanket all day. And yes she has her own blanket and a pillow. She is pretty spoiled but she is cute!