Nostalgia and Motivation

Over the past few days I've been feeling extra nostalgic. I'm not sure what brought it on, perhaps the idea of starting the next phase of my life has made me reflect on the last one. My college days were full of some amazing times with amazing friends. I have very few regrets in my life and I love looking back at the thousands of pictures and laughing at all of the good times that were had. It amazes me how much life has changed since then. I never thought life would take me where I am now. I never thought I'd leave So Cal.. yet here I am living in the Bay Area doing a job I always said I didn't want to do. I guess life had other things in store for me than I could have ever expected. A good friend of mine told me that I've had to endure more than most people will go through in a lifetime and that life would make up for it with some amazing memories. So far so good on that promise.

In addition to reliving some of the amazing memories from the last 8 years (holy shit I feel old) since high school I can also see a progression of my size. Over the last few years I've taken very few pictures because I've been embarrassed about how much bigger I've gotten. Call it the "relationship" comfort weight and what have you but its definitely not something I'm happy with. Future Husband and I have had bouts of motivation where we get back to the gym and start eating healthier but inevitably it's been an ongoing struggle. Since we moved to the Bay and are living on a single income now we've finally got most of our bad eating habits in check. We eat at home almost all of the time, I take my lunch to work (well 90% of the time anyway) and we've started exercising again. I've been going to the gym here at our apartment complex pretty inconsistently over the last 8 months. Some months have been good.. 2 to 3 times a week... and some not so good. I've lost about 20 pounds since July which although a good start I could be doing much better. My goal over this next year as I prepare for this wedding is to be more consistent with my exercise. I know I need to be healthier and now I have more motivation than ever to get it done. My goal is not to just lose weight for the wedding  but for us to be healthier together. We both want kids someday and we want to be able to keep up with them! Feel free to harass/comment/message me and keep me in check. I'm sure there will be good weeks and bad but my ultimate goal is 75 pounds in a year. I know its a big one but anyone who knows me knows I'm pretty stubborn and I HATE losing so let the soreness begin!

Until next time...

Decisions decisions

The wedding discussions have begun! There is already so much running through my mind and we have barely started the planning process. I have to keep reminding myself that we have a whole year to figure it out and that staying relaxed is essential. Every girl is afraid she's going to end up being the bridezilla we see on the reality shows. It seems weddings bring out the best and worst in people. My favorite part of this first planning phase is all of the advice. The first thing you hear about when you tell people you're engaged is what they  loved and hated about their own wedding (or if not married what they loved/hated about a wedding they went to). The stories all have the same general outcome- don't fret the small stuff and don't go overboard on the planning. Even if I had $50k to throw the wedding "of my dreams" I don't really see myself ever dropping that much money on a single event. Having been a part of so many weddings already there are so many things I just don't care about. Centerpieces, napkins, tulle... all things I don't really care about. I want our wedding to be fun and interesting. I want people talking about how much fun it was, not how much they think we spent or how they would have done it differently.

The good news is, we've decided on colors! Assuming everything works out I think we're going to be going with purple and green.

Lets try this again shall we?

I've tried to start this blog on multiple occasions only to end up staring at a blank screen. It's hard to know what exactly I want this blog to be about and it seems every blog is about something. So given the new excitement in my life this blog is going to be about wedding planning and my life as I start this new phase. As anyone who's ever planned a wedding knows, there is tons of time/effort/patience that comes with planning your "big day" and I figured why not share it with people. Since I don't have a lot of friends close by I figured if anyone wants to know how things are going.. they can come here for the up-to-the-minute updates (which honestly will probably be weekly). In addition to the traditional wedding planning hoopla FH and I will be continuing to try to lose weight over this next year. Not only do we want to look hot on our wedding day, (because who doesn't right?!) but we both have definitely gotten a little - honestly more like a lot- comfortable over the last three years and we need to be healthier. So let the fun begin!

In keeping with this wedding theme I figured the first thing everyone wants to know is "How did he propose!?". So here's the story (from my perspective of course):

I came home last Friday from work expecting to spend the evening finishing up some chores and making dinner but found that Boyfriend had already cleaned the apartment. When I asked what he wanted for dinner he said "you should take me to sushi since I cleaned the whole apartment"... who was I to refuse? So we went to the sushi place we went to for our anniversary in January.

About half way through dinner Boyfriend got up from the table and got down on one knee and asked me to go to frozen yogurt with him.( No.. this was not a euphemism for something kinky... when we first started dating when we'd go out to restaurants and as we'd leave he would get down on one knee in front of everyone and ask me to go to frozen yogurt with him to embarrass me. He's very charming that way) Back to the story.. obviously I was a little in shock that he was fake proposing again so I called him a jerk. He laughed (still on one knee might I add) and pulled out the ring and asked me to marry him. Obviously I said yes! <3

Until next time....

~Tina