Poppin' Fresh

I just tried using my Blast Off Belly Fat DVD for the first time. Oh man.

First of all, it's ridiculous because I don't really have anywhere to do it. There is space in the basement, but that room is swimming in toxic mold so I don't really want to be rolling around on the carpet or breathing deeply. I'm stuck upstairs in the living room then, in this 4 by 2 foot space I made by pushing the coffee table over a little bit. And then the cat sees me laying on the floor and thinks it's jungle gym time and I have to beat her off me every two seconds.

On top of all that, I am a fat, lazy librarian and I could not really even get through ONE of the ten minute workouts. I am so deeply out of shape that I'm not sure how I can even stand up or do simple tasks like typing or scratching an itch. I could only feel the muscles at the very top of my stomach working; the rest, I suspect, have turned from muscles into thick reserves of frosting that my body feeds off of when it's gone too long without cupcakes.

I was really hoping to see at least some small loss in inches/increase in tone before I hit the beach this summer, but it's not looking good. Maybe I will get lucky and this year's trends will include "soft" and "translucent."

The long and winding road

Man, I feel like no one has been blogging lately, myself included. What's up with that?

So I graduated on Sunday. About freaking time, right? I have been out of college for exactly four years, which makes me feel super, super old. But anyway, I'm very happy to not have school hanging over my head any more, and it feels weird for the first time in 20 years not to have any plans to attend school....ever. I'm sure I will at least take a class or something in the future, but for the most part I think this is really the end of the line for me, school-wise. I am alright with that.

My mom bought me a gift certificate to Build A Bear as a graduation present, which is awesome because I am eight and also because I had been hinting around that I wanted one to about fifty people for quite some time now. I do not care if it is weird to build a bear at age 25, I am going to build one and it is going to make me happy. Don't judge me. As a totally random "graduation present," my dad was also able to fix that horrible "corpse in the trunk" noise my car was making by screwing down a piece of plastic back behind the rear tire. After the Nissan dealership was unable to find the problem despite having the car ALL DAY, that's all it took. So now I don't feel like I'm gonna die all the time. Bonus!

The other big thing that happened is that ONE day after receiving my degree, I had my first professional job interview. I really have no idea how it went. I know there are other candidates out there who deserve the job as much as or more than I do, but I have to say that I think I would rock that job. Rock it like a hurricane.