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Friday, April 26, 2013

It's Been a Month Now...

It was all very sudden. Before we knew it we were on our way to Florida. Little did we know it would be the longest 24 hours of our lives, and probably the most emotional car ride... ever. My grandmother passed away minutes before we made it. She didn't want us to see her suffering, but it's a horrible feeling knowing that you didn't get to say goodbye. We thought of our own way to say goodbye though, which helped...


Walking the beach was always something my grandma used to love to do. It feels weird to be writing about her in the past tense... her passing still just doesn't seem real. She would walk Englewood Beach in Florida, and collect Shark Teeth. Over the years, I've come to find out, she collected 45 jars worth, and she eventually sold them to a man who makes necklaces and other treasures out of them. I can't blame her, what could a person do with that many shark teeth? So a few family members, my mom and her sister, as well as her husband, my two cousins, and brother, went to the beach. My cousin, brother, and I walked together; as a united front we searched for shark teeth. My mom found them first, and eventually found the most. I think she needed a sign the most. She needs to know that my grandmother is okay, that my mom will be okay, eventually... if not a month from now, maybe a year from now. My brother found the most perfect shark tooth that I have ever seen, and maybe that goes with what my grandmother wanted him to know - he really is incredible, it's unbelievable really, inside and out, and he'll amount to great things. My cousin was next to find one and she ended up finding it when a wave came and the spot she was staring at kept bubbling. She immediately knew. As soon as she dug in the sand, she found one. I'm positive that my grandma wants her to know that if she really looks, and really pays attention, that she can find the beauty in anything, and that life might just be that simple. Me, on the other hand, didn't find any until the very end, and I know in my heart that my grandmother was trying to tell me that things may not always be where they should - sometimes life will be hard, and it's easy to feel upset and let down, but to persevere and know that it will be okay in the end. We walked back to the entrance of the beach and the sun followed us. It suddenly disappeared when we got back, allowing us to take a few pictures together, allowing us to feel as if she was on the walk with us.


3.22.13 - I love you with all of my heart grandma. I miss you more than words.


"Gather a shell from the strewn beach and listen at its lips." - Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Friday, April 12, 2013

Motivation Mail: February

Finally in February motivation mail was revamped and I was given a new partner to swap healthy snacks and other goodies with. That's when I "met" Jenn, a fellow Tone It Up sister; we exchanged addresses, and we were able to message on twitter to find out a little bit more about each other. We learned that we had many things in common, aside from living in the same state - we both love running, tea on cold nights, and baking [cookies for her, cupcakes for me]. Luckily for us it was Valentine's Day, and we were able to add a little pink to our boxes before shipping them off!

I received my mail from Jenn, despite the storm, and could not have been more happy! It truly felt like a Valentine's Day gift from a friend with all the pinks and reds. She gave me a silicone cupcake mold, cupcake stencils and picks, a tumbler to fill with my favorite Tone It Up smoothies, a kind bar, and plenty of luna bars, two of which I had never had before - Luna Protein. Her card was the icing on top of this motivation mail. She's seriously so sweet, inspiring, and motivating. I could not have gotten this package at a better time, because I was unable to workout due to jury duty that week, I was able to stay motivated and fall back into my workout routine smoothly. 


I wasn't able to send out her motivation mail until a week or two later because of the storm and jury duty, of course, but thankfully she understood, even though I felt horrible for the delay. 


I packed the box filled with my favorite snacks, including, BearNaked granola and a few larabars, a Tone It Up sticker, AND Valentine's day towels and a heart cookie cutter set. I always try and include things that I love, as well as things I know they love - to show them I was listening and I've gotten to know them over the month, but also so they can try new things that are my favorites. I also included an inspiring card. I think that's my favorite part - writing a card that will keep my tone it up sisters inspired for the month, a card that they can look at whenever they're feeling upset or down on themselves or just not motivated to workout, and know that I'm there cheering them on to keep going

Want to be involved with Tone It Up Motivation Mail? Email Amy @ motivationmail123@gmail.com

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Roses: Sincere Love & Passion.

I used to hate flowers. I know, I know... how does any girl hate flowers? But when you never received them, what's there to like about them? Of course they're beautiful, but when you see other girls receiving flowers, and you're left with nothing... it causes you to see flowers as something negative and associate it with pain. That is, until, I had the kind of boyfriend that did buy flowers... Sal gave me 6 dozen on our first Valentine's Day together to be exact. I still wasn't too big of a fan of flowers at that time, but they were a big deal to me. They meant something more... so I ended up preserving 1 from each dozen [flip the flowers upside down, tie together with string or ribbon, and spray with hair spray] and while the colors have faded, the flowers have stayed together and I'll have them forever.

During the first few years we were together he would give me flowers for all sorts of occasions, from anniversaries, birthdays, and celebrations. It was sweet really, but he started to realize that I couldn't take care of the flowers and they would be dead within hours. I must not have a green thumb, although the bamboo plant I have IS still alive [do those just last forever? ha]. Anyways, after awhile he didn't buy me flowers for much of anything, and to be honest, I didn't mind it. Until that nagging feeling came back, that feeling when you look around and see everyone else has what you want, especially from your boyfriend. Instead of giving me real flowers on my graduation, he bought me a two cartons of ice cream and two boxes of snow caps, as well as two huge fake roses, and then again on our anniversary [aside from our trip to Niagara Falls] he brought me a carton of my favorite ice cream ... now I love ice cream and all, and he knows that, but there are just some days when a girl needs flowers, am I right?

Roses, red roses specifically, represent Sincere Love & Respect, Courage & Passion - what girl doesn't want red roses from the man she loves? 



I talked with Sal about this, and he hadn't thought that I even wanted them anymore, and thought ice cream would make me much happier [which it did for the few minutes it took for me to devour it]! In all honesty, I wasn't mad or upset about not receiving flowers, it's nicer to be surprised with them, instead of knowing that an important date is coming up and expecting them.




On Valentine's Day, I was in court for jury duty, as well as the days after, and I also had work, so I wasn't home for most of the week during the day, and Sal also had work, so we knew we weren't going to see each other. Thankfully we were able to go to dinner during the weekend, and I wasn't expecting anything else because he honestly shows me his love each and every day of the year. And then a knock came at the door, and I had in my hands 1/2 dozen red roses in a vase wrapped with a red bow, and they could not have been any more beautiful than they were - such vibrant shades of red, it was hard to look away. You could see instantly why they represent sincere love and passion





Flowers, especially red roses, are always wanted, not always needed, but definitely loved when surprised. 

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Tek Gear Sports Bra&Shirt: Product Review

When I look for workout gear, I look for affordable, comfortable clothing. I don't think it's necessary to spend tons of money on workout clothes that you're just going to sweat in - that is what you should be doing in them... nobody should go to the gym just to look pretty, at least not in my opinion. Kohl's has some really great workout clothes, from sports bras to yoga pants, and it's even better when you receive a 30% off coupon in the mail (which is really the only time I go to Kohl's, because I like to SAVE as much as possible)! When I went a few weeks ago, I hadn't been looking for workout clothes, but I stopped in the section anyways, and I'm glad I did, because I found such great deals! I ended up buying a brand of workout clothes that I had never heard of - Tek Gear. I bought two sports bras (a sports bra for $9.00 and two workout shirts for $7.99 each). I was ecstatic to score such a great deal because you can never have enough sports bras and shirts right!?


I went home and immediately wore the sports bra and shirt to the gym for a workout. While I loved the sports bra, and found it extremely comfortable, the shirt could have been tighter. I had to wear a tank top underneath so that the shirt didn't slide up when I took a cardio kickboxing class. Other than the fact that they were a bit loose, I loved the fabric and the feel of the shirts. They were affordable, comfortable, and absorbed some of the sweat. I kept the two shirts, but haven't gotten any more; however, I went back and bought two more sports bras in bright green and grey. I would definitely recommend the sports bras to anyone looking for a comfortable, inexpensive one, but I probably would recommend looking at a different brand for a shirt that is more tight fitting.

Check out Kohl's Online for more workout gear by Tek Gear. 

Monday, April 8, 2013

Such a Pretty Face: Book Review

It's been a month since I've blogged, but I have a long list of blog posts up my sleeve. I'm ready to get back into writing every day. I need to for me. While I was on a blogging hiatus, I was able to read many books, and I didn't even buy any new ones! I actually wrote out a list of all of the books I have and I didn't read, and it's longer than I care to admit. So I figured, if I read what I have, I could eventually buy more, right, even though my bookcase is filled beyond capacity. Such a Pretty Face by Cathy Lamb was given to me by a friend to borrow. While I didn't think I'd enjoy this book, and I didn't in the beginning, it did eventually become a good read in the end.

Synopsis According to Barnes&Noble:

In this warm, funny, thoroughly candid novel, acclaimed author Cathy Lamb introduces an unforgettable heroine who's half the woman she used to be, and about to find herself for the first time...
Two years and 170 pounds ago, Stevie Barrett was wheeled into an operating room for surgery that most likely saved her life. Since that day, a new Stevie has emerged, one who walks without wheezing, plants a garden for self-therapy, and builds and paints fantastical wooden chairs. At thirty-five, Stevie is the one thing she never thought she'd be: thin.
But for everything that's changed, some things remain the same. Stevie's shyness refuses to melt away. She still can't look her neighbors' gorgeous great-nephew in the eye. The Portland law office where she works remains utterly dysfunctional, as does her family--the aunt, uncle, and cousins who took her in when she was a child. To top it off, her once supportive best friend clearly resents her weight loss.
By far the biggest challenge in Stevie's new life lies in figuring out how to define her new self. Collaborating with her cousins to plan her aunt and uncle's problematic fortieth anniversary party, Stevie starts to find some surprising answers--about who she is, who she wants to be, and how the old Stevie evolved in the first place. And with each revelation, she realizes the most important part of her transformation may not be what she's lost, but the courage and confidence she's gathering, day by day.
As achingly honest as it is witty, Such A Pretty Face is a richly insightful novel of one woman's search for love, family, and acceptance, of the pain we all carry--and the wonders that can happen when we let it go at last.
My Review:
Upon reading the beginning, readers are immediately pushed into an incredible captivating and heart-wrenching situation - Stevie has a mother with schizophrenia, and during one of her episodes, she throws both Stevie and her sister over a bridge and into the dark water below them, eventually throwing herself over as well. Stevie is the only one to survive, and like others who have been through tragedies, she turns to food for comfort, for over two decades, until that is, she has a heart attack. She gets her stomach shrunk and extra skin taken off, but inside she is still the broken little girl that had seen too much. The book was extremely slow in the beginning, even though the story-line was captivating. Usually when I read books that I love, I always want to read them, but this one I dreaded picking it up to just read a page. I found myself flipping the pages, counting how many I had until I was done with a chapter. 
Stevie needed a support system, more than anything, to help her through her struggles and emotions, but she didn't have one. Aside from her caring cousins, her uncle that had taken her in was of no help and neither was her 'best friend.' Instead her uncle and friend were demeaning and disrespectful, making Stevie believe that she needed to keep quiet her whole life, holding in her feelings, succumbing to what everyone else wanted. I'm sure this is relatable on many aspects; I know I've had a friend or two that made me feel that way. I felt like the author really brought this out quite well through Stevie's thoughts that were shared with readers, but I kept wishing that she'd be more confident in herself. 
The book took a turn for the better towards the end, and I found that I was enjoying it more and more as pieces of Stevie fell into place. I enjoyed the author's writing style, how she told the story, tying in the past with the present, learning who Stevie was as Stevie was learning about herself. I was happy to give this book back to my friend, and I probably wouldn't recommend it to anyone, unless they're going through a similar situation, so they can see it from different perspectives. 
"Dealing with adults in denial is excruciating. You can't force them to get care, even if their own life is at stake. Talking won't do it, threats won't, tears and hysterics, nothing. They have to want it themselves. They have to want to help themselves. And until they've hit the bottom, until they're literally fighting for their lives, struggling around, gasping, scratching for an edge to bring their noses above water, until they can actually touch death with their own fingertips, they'll refuse help" (page 128). 
"The only good thing about seeing someone in a heart wrenching position is that it makes your problems appear to be nothing, because, usually they are. Somebody billions of somebody's, always have it worse than you on this planet. Always" (page 189). 
"You know how you houseclean to get rid of dust and dirt? Sometimes I think you have to people clean too" (page 409).
My Rating: 3 Stars