Resolution Reminders

I call it that because if I never really did it in the first place, then wouldn't it be considered a reminder? The resolution I'm speaking of is the desire to lose weight. I figure I'm very inspired this year...very.

Heath and I went shopping yesterday and we got new shoes, pants, socks, shirts, and jackets, all for killing ourselves physically to be healthy. Ironic? I do have to say this much, I do have something going for me, my mom lost a whole bunch of weight before she got married, and so did my sister. So based of that theory...I should be able to drop some poundage myself..right? Keep in mind that it's not because I plan on getting hitched any time soon, but if it does happen, I don't want to resemble a heffer...ya ken? We just both decided that we're tired of being a certain way, and I know that because of my weak will as far as losing weight is concerned, I couldn't do it alone. I know that if I have someone suffering alongside me, then I have a greater chance of success. Sad for me to admitt that I actually need help on something, but this is important, I shouldn't be having these problems at my age. It's just not right, not for me anyway. I'm too cute. :)

I just bought the "Narnia" soundtrack thanks to my sista who rocks. I also got my new journal. I write on this, but having an acutal journal that I tote around all the time, gives me great opportunity to write down random thoughts, poetry, and feelings that I'm having that are just too great to not write down. I am very moved by music, and I have been listening to it since I got it (that reminds me I need to get batteries for my CD player so I can take it to work). Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm very influenced by music. If I'm ever listening to slow dark music, most likely I need a hug, and if I'm listening to Erasure or Great Big Sea, I'm usually cleaning. This is a goooooood CD. It totally helps the movie (if it need it at all!), and I love the fact that there is actually songs instead of all instrumental. *sigh* good stuff.

Well, it's off to work I go, selling brides and pressing Prom horrors of lace and tulle. You can see what I'm up against here, and if you don't wear sunglasses, don't blame me for the blinding pain of colors, enjoy!