The weight loss bug has captured my place of employment and I felt like I should join the bandwagon and join the mini Biggest Loser competition they are having. We all pay $1 and weigh in tomorrow, and then have until Feb 28th to see who loses the most weight, and who loses the biggest % of body fat. I figured I'd join in and if I win, get a nice lump of money in ADDITION to losing some of those extra lbs! So, here's to losing weight, and getting up and braving the winter storm to weigh in at work on my day off!
So, for some time I've been saying I was going to lose weight/get in shape....saying is the operative word there. Little has actually been done to shed any of those pesky lbs. So, I have vowed to lose at least 30 pounds by our annual trip to the beach in July. I have 22 weeks, which in turn means I just have to lose a little over a pound a week...seriously I should be able to do that right?! I have issues with my thyroid which does make it difficult...but not impossible and I think I've been using it as a mental crutch/excuse to not TRY to lose weight and really set my mind to it, because I was just getting SO frustrated with dieting and working out and not seeing results. Therefore, I'd just give up.
This time around I'm not dieting, I'm just going to eat better and really focus on portion control. The hubs and I are only eating out one night a week, on our date night. I really have been feeling the desire to do this since reading Candace Cameron Bure's book Reshaping It All, you should really check it out. It's got me super motivated, and has some great suggestions on how to rely on your faith, get/stay fit, and some great recipes that she uses in her own home.
So here's to getting started on what will be a long journey. I'm not planning on stopping at the beach goal weight, it's just a starting point!
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Again, here is the apology for only blogging ONCE in a week. It's been a hectic, sad, and lovely week all in one. Pop returned to the arms of Jesus on Monday and we've had family dinners, gatherings, planning, and a memorial service to attend this week. And while all were amazing and therapeutic, they take up time and the emotions/stress leave you feeling exhausted. The main reason I think that when Kurt and I returned home each night we don't even remember falling asleep because it happened so quickly.
While we were left feeling exhausted the nights spent with the family were amazing. Dinners, story telling, games, and yes we even did a family beer tasting (seriously, we did this. Twenty two beers and eleven family members)! Last night was the final night that everyone was in town, and it was completed with a game of spoons. I married into a family of some intense game players and I love it! I think there may have been some blood shed during the game last night from the attempts to claim a spoon.
My goal next week is to post EVERY day, here's to achieving that!
So, today was spent at hospice with Pop. We got home to our wonderful pups and the comfy bed with the hubs and pups is calling my name. Here are a few shots of us playing in the snow the other day!
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| Bear spotted another dog |
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| She's having SO much fun! |
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| Seriously...she's special...covered in snow I love my little family! |
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| Emeigh/Suess Family Christmas (a "few" members missing) 2009 |
Sorry, to the few readers that I have, for the delay this week in blogging. It's been a week full of work, job searching, and family time. The week started off with Kurt's grandfather, Pop, in the CICU at St. Luke's this week, and then moving to St. Luke's Hospice on Wednesday. We're headed there soon for more family time with Pop and others. It's been a bit of an emotional week, as an RN I have more insight into what is going on with Pop, I see the benchmarks that he is hitting in the hospice process, and it's all bringing me back to when my grandfathers were on hospice in 2009, both a bittersweet experience. I seem to almost have flashbacks to moments with my Grandpa Jerry from when I was taking care of him during his final days, and I've made a couple tearful calls to my mom back in Ohio sharing memories with her, and her heart and prayers go out to the whole family here in PA during this time.
The hospice care is wonderful, the staff is great, many memories, stories, and laughs are shared, along with tears and hugs. While many of us were there yesterday the St. Luke's Hospice chaplain came into the room and visited us and was so pleased to see us smiling, and telling stories and he said well "you all seem to be doing great. What a great environment for Hal to spend his final days, with all of this love surrounding him." I think in that moment we all stopped the idle chatter and story telling and looked up at the chaplain as he said, "You only get this kind of love, unless you've given that love out your whole life." I think that chaplain successfully brought a tear to every person in Pop's room right then.
It's so true that in the final days of someones life, you can really see how that person must have lived their life and the legacy that they built. It really is ALL about love. Giving love and support to one another. Families rally together to be with the loved one and with each other. I remember the camp out we had of inflatable mattresses and my grandparents home in Ohio while Grandpa was on hospice. We cooked together and shared stories, and it's the exact same experience we're having here now with Kurt's grandfather, Pop.
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| Pop's 90th birthday 2010 |
It seems that there is no better way to leave this Earth into the Lord's arms than to be receiving the love from your family, friends, and loved ones that you gave our your entire life.
You really do get what you give.
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| My first stethoscope and my graduation cap Today has been a great day and its only 2:00 pm! I started off the day by getting up, showering, and putting the finishing touches on the perfect interview ensemble. I finally decided to go with the black blazer, black high waisted slacks, an great cream embelished top from target, and a super cute pair of black flats. Then sat down here at the computer and did some last minute interview prep, thinking over what my strengths and weaknesses are in the work place and how I've grown so far into the role of an RN. While brushing up on interviewing skills I suddenly realized something, I have never not been hired for a job that I interviewed for. Sure, I've not gotten jobs that I applied for, but I never got interviews with those jobs. I honestly couldn't believe that I had never noticed this before, but I had always gotten the job that I interviewed for. This put a big giant smile on my face for the interview. I went on my merry way to the interview, a whopping four minutes from our house. I met with one of the nicest, approachable and professional directors of nursing that I have ever met. Immediately you could sense how much he truly enjoyed and cared about his job. My interview lasted nearly an hour which concluded with me being told, "You're pretty much perfect for this position. I have to discuss things with the director of the facility and we will get back with you about our decision." I feel great after leaving it, and couldn't want the job anymore. It's at a local outpatient surgical facility and I'd be working in their OR and PACU. While I'm on this high from a great interview I find myself left in a little bit of a daze. The adrenaline has worn off and I feel like I could sleep the rest of the day (although I haven't....cleaning has been done, and soon the dogs and I will go to play). The waiting game has begun for that call to let me know if I have the job or don't. It's nerve wracking, was I good enough? I may have been "perfect" for the job, but three other people interviewed for the position before I did. I'll be sure to keep you all in the know about the outcome of the interview! |
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