<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115</id><updated>2012-02-15T19:58:30.945-08:00</updated><category term='shoes'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='reading'/><category term='Journey to Debt'/><category term='finance'/><category term='unemployed'/><category term='funny'/><category term='personal'/><category term='food'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='goals'/><category term='2009 goals'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='health'/><category term='love'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='update'/><category term='you inspire me'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Love, Fitness, Money &amp; more...</title><subtitle type='html'>finding balance where it's needed</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-5936937403998229193</id><published>2009-05-04T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:20:25.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 20 Questions - Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com"&gt;Marc and Angel Hack Life&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite and most inspiring blogs. A while back they had a post on &lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com/2008/07/24/20-questions-you-should-ask-yourself-every-sunday/"&gt;20 questions to ask yourself every Sunday&lt;/a&gt;.  Going to give this a try weekly (hopefully at some point on Sundays)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is week 2 (even later this time! whoops!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   1. What did I learn last week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a few minutes to check your work saves TONS and TONS of time and stress. I didn't make any mistakes last week but that was because I checked my work like a paranoid fiend.  I was scared into doing so by coworkers' warnings and stories about my direct supervisor!  She's super nice, but apparently does not take kindly to dumb little mistakes; perfectly understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   2. What was my greatest accomplishment over the past week?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard one to think of.  I guess going back to work in general and getting through the week with minimal stress.  I think i was actually happier than I've been in months this week, despite the exhaustion of adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   3. Which moment from last week was the most memorable and why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, this is hard. UMMMMMM - I suppose getting obviously hit on and checked out by a new coworker.  It was harmless,amusing, and memorable for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   4. What’s the #1 thing I need to accomplish this week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training and Nutrition boot camp is in order for me this week.  Obviously, work will still come first as far as time line but my goal is to get my butt to the gym as my training calendar dictates, no matter how late or early I may leave the office each day.  This will be difficult since I've been letting myself relax over the last month or so , especially the last 3 days which were full of shopping, eating, and TV time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   5. What can I do right now to make the week less stressful?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get some Green tea?  Well I am at work, so just writing this post is helping to remind me that I am accountable to my internet audience for my goals.  I really wish I would get some work though...ah the joys of being brand new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   6. What have I struggled with in the past that might also affect the upcoming week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to sleep on time and CRAVINGS!!  Both have hindered my health and mood throughout most of my adolescent ant adult life.  I feel my sleeping is adjusting well and BF helps a whole lot since he leaves for work even earlier than I do.  But the cravings will be a challenge; especially since I let myself binge this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   7. What was last week’s biggest time sink? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week I actually did well.  It was easy since all I had time to do was wake up, have coffee &amp;amp; breakfast, get ready, go to work, go to the gym, come home, clean myself up, and pass out from shear exhaustion.  But then, Friday hit and T.V. time with the honey was upon me and, instead of balancing it with healthy food and gym time, I let it envelope me...all. weekend. Except for some shopping, TV and Food time was all I did while neglecting my to do list.  Must learn to balance coming this Friday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   8. Am I carrying any excess baggage into the week that can be dropped?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebay stuff must go, it's starting to clutter the apartment which always adds a bit of extra stress.  But on the positive side, this is all new (for ebay) stuff due to our last couple weeks of purging our home of unneeded everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   9. What have I been avoiding that needs to get done? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUDGET Updates, Ebay, some Financial Aide help for the little sister, this blog (out of laziness only), and grooming my kitties.  All this can be started and completed (except ebay) tonight post gym!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  10. What opportunities are still on the table? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opportunity to show my new employers that I am a rock star.  Must not let shyness and insecurity get in the way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  11. Is there anyone I’ve been meaning to talk to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta call the mama. Everyone else I think I've covered via email last week.  It felt good to reach out and stop feeling guilty for my lack of communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  12. Is there anyone that deserves a big ‘Thank You’? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so many many people.  This week I will mentally thank the person who got me running, working out, and eating right.  He and I have a very dysfunctional acquaintanceship, so in person thank yous are simply not an option in this case.  But despite his "messed-uped-ness", he got me moving; and for that I will always be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  13. How can I help someone else this coming week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be there for the friend that is going through a painful breakup, I'll make myself open and available to everyone at work, and I will encourage BF to eat healthily and workout so he can reach his fitness goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  14. What are my top 3 goals for the next 3 years? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Get out of Debt.  #2 LOVE the healthy lifestyle.  #3 Keep our relationship new and loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  15. Have any of my recent actions moved me closer to my goals? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I recently consolidated most of my credit card debt into a "0% for one year" offer and the rest is my #1 priority on the pay off list.  However, that said, this past week was not a success in terms of budgeting and cutting spending.  I will make it a point to devote some attention and energy to that this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  16. What’s the next step for each goal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Update my budget to close out April and Start off May.  #2 Get excited about training and remember all the nastiness in processed foods.  #3 Tell and show BF how much I adore him daily (this one is pretty easy &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  17. What am I looking forward to during the upcoming week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV time with BF. But, in moderation this time ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. What are my fears? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of failure  - at work, at training, at eating healthily, at loving BF and Fear of losing BF.  The last one has really been bugging me lately.  I (we) have been so immensely happy in our relationship lately that sometimes I get momentarily paralyzed with fear at the thought of losing him in an accident or some such nonsense.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  19. What am I most grateful for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family and my BF.  Without them I would be a miserable wreck.  I love them all so very very much :-)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  20. If I knew I only had one week to live, who would I spend my time with? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a hard sell between BF and the Mom and Sis. Ideally I would hole myself up in a house with all three. Actually, ideally this will never happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-5936937403998229193?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5936937403998229193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=5936937403998229193' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5936937403998229193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5936937403998229193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-20-questions-week-2.html' title='Sunday 20 Questions - Week 2'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-5300438262891789087</id><published>2009-04-27T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:10:00.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 20 Questions - Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com"&gt;Marc and Angel Hack Life&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite and most inspiring blogs.  A while back they had a post on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.marcandangel.com/2008/07/24/20-questions-you-should-ask-yourself-every-sunday/"&gt;20 questions to ask yourself every Sunday&lt;/a&gt;.  I've decided I will start to do this weekly right here!  Here is week 1 - a little bit late...true to form ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your answers?  If you blog about this as well let me know!  I love to hear about others joys and struggles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I learned that I am stronger than I think I am.  I will accomplish great things even thought there might be many obstacles in my path.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My greatest accomplishment was getting a job after 7 months of unemployment!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Again with the job offer!  Because 7 month of unemployment will make you crazy and the offer seemed to have balanced out my mood and craziness in the snap of a finger!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My number 1 goal this week is to learn and study everything about my new job.  There will be things I don’t know and I CANNOT put off learning them as I tend to do!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am reminding myself that training starts next week so my focus is on work and that is OK.  I will do my best to work out once daily, but the twice dailies are not a focus this week by any means…and that is OK.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’ve struggled with self doubt and low self esteem.  I know I can kick ass at this job and I will, but sometimes I will doubt myself, hopefully it won’t cloud me.  Nay…It won’t cloud me; I won’t let it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;TV…the usual!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Worry about my diet (in the healthy sense) and the inches I have put on this month.  Training starts soon, this week focus on work!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;9.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Finishing up ALL the Ebay auctions.  I completed a good chunk of them but the few I didn’t have been sitting around for years (seriously!)  I will make time on Tuesday or Thursday night to crank those out!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A couple more interviews might still be in play, I can still offer my help to friends on a freelance basis and I still have the option of pursuing personal training and nutrition as a side gig.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;11.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I need to email a number of people that I have been putting off and call my good friend who I accidentally ditched on my last week home due to my depression cloud.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;12.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh so many people in my life deserve a big THANK YOU – my bf, my friends, my family.  They have all been so supportive over the last few months in so many different ways.  I will make a list and try to thank them all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;13.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I already got one of my friends an interview this week!  Does that count??  Also, I need to cook and prepare some healthy food to help myself and BF stay in a healthy mindset.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;14.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1-Pay off my debts  2-buy a house  3-get a pup!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;15.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, I stayed out of further debt during unemployment and now I am budgeting with my new job to maximize my money towards debt elimination&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;16.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cut back on spending; stop giving in to my wants.  Same step for all three since they are contingent on each other.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;17.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am looking forward to getting down and dirty at my new job and then to Friday night happy hour!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;18.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am afraid that I will not rock the socks of my new boss, or that they will regret hiring me.  I know I can prove my awesomeness. There will be things that I don’t know, but I am willing and able to learn and master them.  I need to let that shine through and squash that pesky self-doubt&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;19.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am most grateful for my BF this week.  He has handled my unemployment and job offer with such patience and love that I can’t even find the right words to show my gratitude and love for him.  He’s the best.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;20.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My BF, My Sister, and My mom…oh! And my kitties of course!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-5300438262891789087?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5300438262891789087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=5300438262891789087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5300438262891789087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5300438262891789087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday-20-questions-week-1.html' title='Sunday 20 Questions - Week 1'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-2407886732050253775</id><published>2009-04-26T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:02:20.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unemployment &amp; Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As I hinted in previous posts:  I was having a bit of a hard time keeping my emotions in check during the tail end of my unemployment.  Since roughly the beginning of March, I was pretty much losing it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The feelings of worthlessness, sadness, frustration, anger, and helplessness were so strong and over powering that simply getting out of bed and trying to maintain the semblance of a healthy routine was utterly exhausting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Based on my history with bouts of depression I feel confident that I was suffering from mild to moderate clinical depression.  Now, I did not go to a doctor, but I was getting there.  The thought to seek out help, once again, crossed my mind and BF's lips often over the last 2 months.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Luckily, the stars aligned and my amazing group of friends suddenly set me up with a number of interviews which led to a job offer!  The timing was great. Another few weeks of unemployment and I am certain that avoiding the therapist would have been impossible and dangerous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to stress that depression should never be ignored.  I justify my own decision to avoid help by telling myself that I am more aware and in control of myself than most people, even in depression.  But, in reality, I probably should have gone.  I am truly lucky that my situation changed as quickly as it did but it might have changed sooner if I had been able to deal with my anxiety and feelings of despair.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While 7 months of unemployment does majorly SUCK; many others have been and will be unemployed much longer before our country starts to recuperate.  I consider myself lucky that depression was the worst part of my experience.  Things are ugly out there right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you are stuggling with your own situation (unemployment or any one of the many other things life likes to hurl at us) please seek help.  It is critical!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-2407886732050253775?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2407886732050253775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=2407886732050253775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2407886732050253775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2407886732050253775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/04/unemployment-depression.html' title='Unemployment &amp; Depression'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-6934221607908244073</id><published>2009-04-24T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:01:10.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!!  and EMPLOYED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi Everyone!  Sorry for my disappearing act.  I will write very soon about what caused my escape from blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; In other news though; today is my last day of being unemployed!!!  I start a new job on Monday at an established, fun, and innovative Silicon Valley advertising agency. So nervous and so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I've missed you guys and will be working myself back into full swing over the next couple weeks :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-6934221607908244073?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6934221607908244073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=6934221607908244073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/6934221607908244073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/6934221607908244073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-and-employed.html' title='Back!!  and EMPLOYED!!!'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-1367937789636960653</id><published>2009-03-22T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:41:41.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Give me a sign already!!</title><content type='html'>While commenting on &lt;a href="http://1littlefish.blogspot.com/2009/03/missed-message.html"&gt;One Little Fish's insight&lt;/a&gt; I had a mini revelation....(is that the right word?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talks about the messages the universe puts in front of us to help guide us through life's many conundrums; her messages come through music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was writing about my envy for her insight it hit me!  My messages come in different forms.  I am still envious because only one form is clear to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning pop into my head, just in and out.  Almost like a mini vision that is very easy to ignore and shake.  There are two warnings that still haunt me for their clarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about 8 years old my mother, step-dad, and I were moving into a new apartment.  My mother had a beautiful antique mirror that she adored which hung over her dresser.  We had hired movers to take care of all the furniture and most boxes.  As the movers arrived I mumbled to my mother that the mirror will break.  She gave me an odd, slightly concerned look, and continued down her to-do list as we were in a moving frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally arrived at our new home, the movers were waiting with sad news - my mom's treasured mirror was broken.  She just looked at me with a bit of awe.  She still tells that story and takes extra precautions whenever I have a "feeling" about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second warning hit me just moments before my "lucky" (and only) car accident.  I went to college about 75 miles from home.  I would come in about 2-3 weekends per month to see my family and BF (same one!).  This particular trip was right after my 21st birthday.  It was the first Midwestern snow storm of the season - and my first winter as a driver.  About 20 miles from home, while moving out of the left most lane, I hit a patch of black ice.  I lost complete control of my car, spun straight across the entire FIVE lanes of oncoming traffic, and came to a stop after making-out with the guard rail.  I call this my "lucky" accident because ... well FIVE lanes of traffic and not a single car hit me.  Had they...this might be a VERY different story.  I came out of it with only bad case of the shakes (from fear and shock) and I was close enough to home that BF was able to grab a cab to come rescue me and my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point...before all this happened, I knew it would.  About 20 miles into my trip (30 miles before the accident) I was bopping along to music on the freeway at a lightning 40mph and I suddenly just froze in terror. I knew there was an accident on my horizon.  I shook it off and kept on driving.  I mean, what exactly was I supposed to do, turn around?  I am a firm believer in destiny, I believe if I HAD turned around, an accident still would have occurred; and maybe it wouldn't have been as lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mom heard my story post accident she just shook her head and said I shouldn't have been in such a rush, I didn't give "it" enough time to warn me.  To this day, when I tell her about any feeling or "vision" or dream I have she begs me to take it to heart.  But I try not to, because many times it is just a bit of fear or paranoia...this is why I need to figure out how else the universe communicates with me.  Then maybe I could filter messages from fears and Law-and-order induced paranoia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-1367937789636960653?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1367937789636960653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=1367937789636960653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1367937789636960653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1367937789636960653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/03/give-me-sign-already.html' title='Give me a sign already!!'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-3402078620961046987</id><published>2009-03-19T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:42:09.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>March Goals and Mish Mosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;March Goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Post at least 10 items on Ebay by 3/25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(out of town 3/26-3/31)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finish Draft 1 of Business Plan for my new idea by 3/23 (I'll share more in the future!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do NOT SHOP at all, for anything, except milk, fruits, and veggies until ALL other options are exhausted -this includes clothing, house goods, food, et&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;c. (will spill into April I imagine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Call my Credit Card companies and beg them to lower my rates - maybe take some acting lessons first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Work on eating SLOOOOWLY - I tend to inhale my food, not so good. (will be ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finish the book I'm reading and start a new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Purchase a Printer - Job hunting, writing business plans, and obtaining study sheets all very hard to do without a printer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Leave a tidy apartment and some easy heat food for BF before leaving 3/25 (yes, he can fend for himself....but that would mean chipotle, pizza, or pho every day for every meal.  I would like him to live to propose and marry me some day you know!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's it!  All very doable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Now the Mish Mosh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I fear we will become &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/03/19/funny-pictures-have-kids-why/"&gt;these people&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/03/19/funny-pictures-have-kids-why/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 328px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/funny-pictures-cat-wishes-you-had-kids.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a &lt;a href="http://unclutterer.com/2009/03/19/repurpose-brag-books-for-coupons/"&gt;photo album&lt;/a&gt; for coupons. &lt;a href="http://unclutterer.com/2009/03/19/repurpose-brag-books-for-coupons/"&gt;Unclutterer = Brilliant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my &lt;a href="http://consumerist.com/5175356/giant-bee-swarm-overtakes-foreclosure"&gt;nightmares&lt;/a&gt; will consist of from this moment on.  I am &lt;a href="http://consumerist.com/5175356/giant-bee-swarm-overtakes-foreclosure"&gt;PETRIFIED&lt;/a&gt; and allergic to &lt;a href="http://consumerist.com/5175356/giant-bee-swarm-overtakes-foreclosure"&gt;bees&lt;/a&gt;....and have been stung 5 times in my life (that I remember).  *major shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/19/fashion/19brown.html?_r=1&amp;amp;adxnnl=1&amp;amp;emc=eta1&amp;amp;pagewanted=1&amp;amp;adxnnlx=1237471248-izwJzlHn5/YkvpaF2NUT6g"&gt;no no no no&lt;/a&gt;...violence is &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/19/fashion/19brown.html?_r=1&amp;amp;adxnnl=1&amp;amp;emc=eta1&amp;amp;pagewanted=1&amp;amp;adxnnlx=1237471248-izwJzlHn5/YkvpaF2NUT6g"&gt;NEVER okay&lt;/a&gt; kids.  The &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/03/19/funny-pictures-have-kids-why/"&gt;cat&lt;/a&gt; in the baby seat is looking quite sane right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-3402078620961046987?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3402078620961046987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=3402078620961046987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3402078620961046987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3402078620961046987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-goals-and-mish-mosh.html' title='March Goals and Mish Mosh'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-9089055640615567331</id><published>2009-03-18T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:49:14.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Goals - Updates &amp; Revisions</title><content type='html'>Back in January, after ringing in a splendid New Year, I shared with you &lt;a title="my goals" href="http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-my-goals.html" id="h9sr"&gt;my goals&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since them...some things/expectations/situations/etc. have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an "update" (I use the term loosely because this will also contain some reflection and complaining...hey, gotta be true to myself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Financial Goals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Get a Job    Status: In Progress??  - No, really, not done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to stay away from accounting; I went on a few interviews, and try as I might, my distaste for the profession must have shown through.  It's not that I don't respect accountants, I do!  But, being one is just not for me (yet)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Pay down 50% of my debt    Status - Pending, see above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't gone up by much but my interest rates are skyrocketing suddenly which means the balances will start going up soon.  Sell my car you say?  Still considering the option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physical Goals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Reach new goal weight of 129lbs    Status: On Track&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fluctuated up and down but overall have dropped from 143 to about 138 since then.  I'm satisfied with my progress as this is a lifestyle goal, not just a weight loss goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Train and race a bike w the BF    Status: Modified to Bike ride with BF regularly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that unless I purchase a new bike and gear I cannot race a bike.  However, BF just purchased a new bike (his old one was OLD and had a broken wheel) and the weather is improving.  We've been on a couple rides and I plan to ride with him weekly starting in April (I'm traveling a lot in the next two weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Run at least 15 miles each week    Status: Modified to Let knee heal and be ready to start training in May.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before my last race in February, I was diagnosed with &lt;a title="Pes Anserine Bursitis" href="http://www.eorthopod.com/public/patient_education/9161/pes_anserine_bursitis_of_the_knee.html" id="ptvg"&gt;Pes Anserine Bursitis&lt;/a&gt;  (funny because I am ridiculously flexible and it's caused by tight hamstrings, go figure) and have been SLOWLY and carefully (with a few over extended setbacks) nursing it back to health over the last couple months.  I've started to run again slowly and carefully.  I am pretty confident I will be ready to start hard core training come May 1st (*knocking on wood*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotional Goals:&lt;/b&gt; (crap, why am I reliving this??  - oh yeah, so I can be a happy cheery smily person more often :-D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Find ways to improve my emotional health    Status: not started (I think)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I have been working on this without realizing.  Throughout my roller coaster of a job hunt, I've made an effort to recognize my immature and fear driven behavior, reflect and find the cause, and work on eliminating the negativity.  It's been difficult and exhausting.  It may be time to start making a conscious effort towards this goal so I don't have to relive the cycle every week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Blog 2-3 times per week    Status: Varied&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I've far exceeded this goal and at others I've neglected it completely.  This pretty much coincides with the previously mentioned "roller coaster of a job hunt."  I am determined to stop flaking on this goal as it might currently be the one most likely to help me stay sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. Network    Status: Not so much&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling very insecure, shy, and like an imposition.  Actually, I often feel even more like one.  I am coming up on SIX months of unemployment and each day seems more hopeless (re: job hunt)  This is when i really NEED to strive for this goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mental Goals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Take 2 Classes    Status: On Track!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently preparing for the final in my Chinese class and I am currently signed up for 3 Class for the Spring term.  Chinese 2 and two personal training courses online (more on that later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Read at least 2 books per month    Status: kinda sorta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read three books in January and one since then....I might still be able March.  Yes, yes I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miscellaneous Goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Learn to Knit hats and blankets    Status: Plenty of time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't started this yet, but it's a low priority item at the moment.  Not sweating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Post "link Love" 2-3 times per month    Status:  Whoops&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have done 2 since then :-D  Will work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next step is to make monthly goal lists to help ensure I am striving to meet my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will start with making a list of Goals for the remainder of March...tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night All!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-9089055640615567331?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/9089055640615567331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=9089055640615567331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/9089055640615567331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/9089055640615567331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/03/2009-goals-updates-revisions.html' title='2009 Goals - Updates &amp; Revisions'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-1654975679458600087</id><published>2009-03-17T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:06:04.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you inspire me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Thank you, and you, and you and....Linky Linky Edition</title><content type='html'>First off - My apologies for my lack of blogging and my downer attitude lately. I'm still in a bit of a funk, but now I am making an effort to be gentle with myself about it and slowly work through it. What I have been doing lately is forcing myself into good moods and not actually dealing with the situation(s) at hand. So, in an effort to pull myself out of this in a healthy and sustainable way, I will be sharing more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start I want to thank everyone who sent me good wishes on both twitter and through my blog. Having a place to vent my nuts-o-ness is very very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to writing, reading is great therapy. I finally caught up on my Google Reader today (after a week long hiatus) and found that there are so many people facing the same struggles or who have overcome them. My reads always leave me inspired and relaxed. I figure I should stop taking that for granted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a taste of what I've been relating too and drawing strength from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On Money:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fivecentnickel.com/"&gt;FCN&lt;/a&gt; listed some &lt;a href="http://www.fivecentnickel.com/2009/03/10/unorthodox-way-to-earn-extra-money/"&gt;*interesting*&lt;/a&gt; money making ideas...I'm not beyond considering some of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.D. at &lt;a href="http://www.getrichslowly.org/blog/"&gt;Get Rich Slowly&lt;/a&gt; helped me avert some spending by considering &lt;a href="http://www.getrichslowly.org/blog/2009/03/16/defeating-temptation-10-questions-to-ask-yourself-when-youre-tempted-to-buy/"&gt;these questions&lt;/a&gt;....well, he hasn't yet, but he will next time I leave the house. This should be really helpful in achieving my "don't by anything (even food) until you've exhausted all options already available at HOME" goal (more on my recent goals to come).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freefrombroke.com/"&gt;Free From Broke&lt;/a&gt; discussed &lt;a href="http://freefrombroke.com/2009/02/google-calendar-pay-bills-time.html"&gt;using Google calendar&lt;/a&gt; to stay on top of bills. I used to do that but have neglected to track much of anything since losing my job in October. Time to shape up...not having a job should not = laziness and inefficiency!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo at &lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/"&gt;Zen Habits&lt;/a&gt; suggested some &lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/2009/03/8-ways-to-make-huge-savings-in-your-budget/"&gt;HUGE&lt;/a&gt; ways to save. Got me thinking about my car. I love, Love, LOVE it! But, given the fact that the payment alone eats up a huge chunk of my unemployment, I am finding it hard to justify keeping it for anything other than "I WANT". I really need to put some serious thought into this. Any opinions out there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin at &lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/"&gt;lifehacker&lt;/a&gt; reminded me to get off my self-pittying butt and get on those &lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5167254/make-a-phone-call-that-lowers-your-credit-card-rate"&gt;credit card&lt;/a&gt; companies to help me take a load off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://agaishanlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Revanche&lt;/a&gt; got me thinking about my own pride and insecurities about &lt;a href="http://agaishanlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/psychology-of-charity.html"&gt;asking for/accepting financial help&lt;/a&gt;. Just being on unemployment makes me feel like a giant leach...and don't even get me started how much I feel like a gold-digging jerk for having a wonderfully patient BF who is happily helping me make it through this shitty economy. Now, if it ever comes to having to ask someone else for help...Jeebus help me, I might just explode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On Productivity (or lack there-of):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluntmoney.com/"&gt;Blunt Money&lt;/a&gt; hit the nail on the head.  I am also guilty of &lt;a href="http://www.bluntmoney.com/putting-off-things-i-dont-understand/"&gt;putting off things&lt;/a&gt; that I don't understand; even more, I put off things that just seem overwhelming. This, of course, only makes them seem more and more unmanageable. Kind of like writing over the last couple weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.thewisdomjournal.com/"&gt;Wisdom Journal&lt;/a&gt; really struck a cord with me in &lt;a href="http://www.thewisdomjournal.com/Blog/the-feeler-vs-doer-distinction/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thewisdomjournal.com/Blog/the-feeler-vs-doer-distinction/"&gt; post&lt;/a&gt;.  I definitely see-saw between these two mindsets. Recently, though, I have been nothing but a &lt;a href="http://www.thewisdomjournal.com/Blog/the-feeler-vs-doer-distinction/"&gt;feeler&lt;/a&gt;: I've let my fears and hardships cloud my life.  Not good, not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/"&gt;Zen Habits&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/2009/03/passion-and-purpose-in-life/"&gt;guest post&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.urbanmonk.net/"&gt;UrbanMonk&lt;/a&gt; was incredibly motivating.  I'm going to give his exercise a try and report back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On my Career/Job/Future&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side - &lt;a href="http://www.squawkfox.com/"&gt;Squawkfox&lt;/a&gt; brightened my day by telling me my &lt;a href="http://www.squawkfox.com/2009/03/08/6-action-words-that-make-your-resume-rock/"&gt;resume&lt;/a&gt; is actually in pretty good shape; being &lt;a href="http://www.squawkfox.com/2009/03/08/6-action-words-that-make-your-resume-rock/"&gt;action-word laden&lt;/a&gt; and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/2009/03/move-beyond-the-limits-that-are-holding-you-back/"&gt;Another one&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/"&gt;Zen Habits&lt;/a&gt; that helped me out.  &lt;a href="http://www.illuminatedmind.net/"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/a&gt; just put &lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/2009/03/move-beyond-the-limits-that-are-holding-you-back/"&gt;into writing&lt;/a&gt; all the things I already know about myself. I am frightened, insecure, and afraid of judgment ... and it's holding me back. I have a plan to overcome this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.D.'s post at &lt;a href="http://www.getrichslowly.org/"&gt;Get Rich Slowly&lt;/a&gt; about &lt;a href="http://www.getrichslowly.org/blog/2009/03/13/finding-a-good-job-in-a-bad-economy/"&gt;Finding Jobs&lt;/a&gt; right now gave me a swift kick in the arse and reminded me that giving up is not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fivecentnickel.com/2009/03/13/the-recovery-will-come-from-those-that-have-been-laid-off/"&gt;FCN&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;a href="http://www.fivecentnickel.com/2009/03/13/the-recovery-will-come-from-those-that-have-been-laid-off/"&gt;helping me&lt;/a&gt; overcome some of that fear I keep talking about.  I am starting to formulate a plan, and &lt;a href="http://www.fivecentnickel.com/2009/03/13/the-recovery-will-come-from-those-that-have-been-laid-off/"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; come into play when I work on it. (I'll fill you all in soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On Health, Fitness, &amp;amp; Sanity:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at &lt;a href="http://www.paidtwice.com/2009/03/09/when-you-feel-like-your-lifes-gone-to-hell-in-a-handbasket/"&gt;Paid Twice&lt;/a&gt; I'm &lt;a href="http://www.paidtwice.com/2009/03/09/when-you-feel-like-your-lifes-gone-to-hell-in-a-handbasket/"&gt;reminded&lt;/a&gt; that despite my own "problems", others need support with theirs.  &lt;a href="http://www.paidtwice.com/2009/03/09/when-you-feel-like-your-lifes-gone-to-hell-in-a-handbasket/"&gt;This post&lt;/a&gt; inspired me to reevaluate my own goals AND stop being so selfish and narrow minded about my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally &lt;a href="http://shiftlessandlazy.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-me.html"&gt;relating&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://shiftlessandlazy.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-me.html"&gt;L.L&lt;/a&gt;. I spent a beautiful weekend on a beach with my BF while having Pink Eye! UGH!! Our intimacy consisted of him carefully grabbing my face and kissing the "healthy side" Sooooo romantic! lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. &lt;a href="http://www.healthytippingpoint.com/2009/03/st-patrick-day-pittsburgh-style.html"&gt;Caitlin&lt;/a&gt; inspired my &lt;a href="http://www.healthytippingpoint.com/2009/03/st-patrick-day-pittsburgh-style.html"&gt;yummy lunch&lt;/a&gt; today.  Check out my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovefitnessmoneymore/"&gt;food photo-journal&lt;/a&gt; in the sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been drawing strength and support from &lt;a href="http://1littlefish.blogspot.com/"&gt;One Little Fish&lt;/a&gt;.  I hope she doesn't &lt;a href="http://1littlefish.blogspot.com/2009/03/losing-my-religion.html"&gt;lose faith&lt;/a&gt; in people completely!  We're still out there! *Hugs* and Strength, One Little Fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And, of course, some funnies:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.searchingfortheyeti.com/2009/03/nine-words-women-use.html"&gt;Searching for the yeti&lt;/a&gt; lists&lt;a href="http://www.searchingfortheyeti.com/2009/03/nine-words-women-use.html"&gt; 9 words women use&lt;/a&gt;.  I am guilty!  So going to try and get BF to comment on &lt;a href="http://www.searchingfortheyeti.com/2009/03/nine-words-women-use.html"&gt;all of these&lt;/a&gt;!  I'll report back ... *must find tape recorder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My kitties heartily agree with &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/03/10/funny-pictures-to-measure-ma-foodz/"&gt;this little cutey&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/03/10/funny-pictures-to-measure-ma-foodz/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/funny-pictures-cat-suggests-a-larger-measuring-spoon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are soooo many more bloggers out there that I adore and read daily.  Thank you all for having the courage to share your lives! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-1654975679458600087?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1654975679458600087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=1654975679458600087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1654975679458600087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1654975679458600087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-and-you-and-you-andlinky.html' title='Thank you, and you, and you and....Linky Linky Edition'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-6313697403274790745</id><published>2009-03-09T13:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:25:33.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unraveling</title><content type='html'>I just spent a good half an hour sitting in my car in a parking spot in front of the apartment bawling my eyes out.  The 3 hours before that I spent at the gym doing yoga, a short run, and pilates.  And 30 mins before that I found out I am, again, unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is month 6.  I have held it together.  Small bouts of depression here and there, but so far I've pulled myself up and made it through.  And I know I will again, but this time, it will be harder.  This brief fling with work and having it snatched away again is breaking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing this is hard but, hopefully, therapeutic.  The overwhelming flood of tears and disappointment is crushing.  Walking up my stairs and through my door felt like a death sentence.  The thought of telling BF the news feels like the hardest thing I've ever had to do.  Clearly, my mind is out of whack right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as I type through the weeping, I know...this isn't so bad, BF and I have and will both deal with much more world crushing news.  But I can't feel that.  I feel like there is a 10 ton weight sitting on my chest making breathing quite a chore.  I feel like the walls of my apartment are closing in.  I want to pack my suitcase and book a flight back to the Midwest and curl up on the couch next to my mom, sister, and best friend.  No words, I just want everyone else to disappear and leave me alone.  I want the sun to hide and the rain to pour to match my mood and calm my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to scare anyone...I just need to get this out so I don't breakdown completely...and I need some water....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-6313697403274790745?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6313697403274790745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=6313697403274790745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/6313697403274790745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/6313697403274790745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/03/unraveling.html' title='Unraveling'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-3160415692412091423</id><published>2009-03-05T12:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:11:39.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Back from the Dead</title><content type='html'>Sorry I've been kinda MIA.  Got a little down about the job hunt and dealt with the worst bout of PMS I've had in about 3 years.  Cramps, irritability, extreme bloating....seriously, not sure why it hit me so bad this time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I'm Back :-D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and with some good news!  I have work!  At least for the month of March, maybe more... &lt;br /&gt;Even more exciting is that I am working with a good friend, former colleague, and mentor; so I am learning a TON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only difficult part (other than giving up all the "me time" I got used to since October) is working from home.  It's nice in that I can get up and make healthy snacks and lunches etc when necessary and tend to little things that come up around the house.  But my home no longer feels like a sanctuary, I feel a little like I am never really "off" for the day which makes it harder to relax in the evening  and harder to focus when working.  And it's putting a little strain on BF and me (but that's really just adjusting to the change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping over the next few weeks I'll find ways to make it more comfortable.  First thought is a TV for our bedroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've historically been against the TV in bedroom idea and BF has always really wanted one in there.  And now I think it might not be a bad idea.  Since my "office" area is kind of attached to the living room, it would be nice to be able to escape from it completely into another room to unwind and watch some TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have any other thoughts on making a home office work in a 1 bedroom apartment?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-3160415692412091423?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3160415692412091423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=3160415692412091423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3160415692412091423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3160415692412091423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-dead.html' title='Back from the Dead'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-1834304206450738651</id><published>2009-02-24T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:29:12.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Things I like today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. FINALLY having some interviews.  Not 100% sure on how these will pan out but at least I am finally getting some positive responses and meeting.  Much needed ego-boost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Big city career fashion. The power of a great pair of slacks, crisp collared shirt, funky yet professional heels and a black belted trench is so awesome.  I love it, I miss it, I WANT it.  It's been so refreshing to suit up and walk the SF financial district between interviews.  I felt human again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.  Feeling wonderfully sore.  I exercise A LOT, so I rarely feel much soreness anymore.  Since last Thursday, however, I've taking a few new athletic conditioning classes and man have I felt them!  I love that "proof" of physical improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Playing relationship counselor.  I'm honored to be asked to be someone's ear and shoulder in trying times. Even more, I am absolutely flattered to be asked for advice.  And most thrilling - realizing just how much BF and I have grown and how much I've learned about successful relationships and all that goes into them.  I feel blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Playing phone tag with the baby sis.  Yes, I would love to actually talk to her, but the tag is fun too.  We always leave each other goofy messages back and forth; they make my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.  My kitties.  I just want to squeeze them, and pinch them, and hug them, and dance with them, and baby talk them.....yeah, I know, it's really torture to them (and BF).  But they are just so darn cute and loving; I can't help it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Pasghetti.....mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. TV time with BF...now! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toodles! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-1834304206450738651?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1834304206450738651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=1834304206450738651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1834304206450738651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1834304206450738651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-like-today.html' title='Things I like today....'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-4930558661268338252</id><published>2009-02-21T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:29:33.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Turkey Stuffed Pepper Recipe! (&amp; other stuffs)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope everyone is having a lovely weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been inspired by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://smarterfitter.com/"&gt;SmarterFitter Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and decided that, beginning Monday, I will start a photo food diary.  I will not torture you all with it here since I do not have awesomely great photography skills or super sleek tableware.  I may post the occasional item in my blog, of course, but I will mostly just use a flickr feed in my sidebar so you can click through at your own risk ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also have this DELICIOUS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;turkey stuffed pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; recipe.  I made mine in a crock pot, but you can just do it on the stove by simmering at low/medium heat for about an hour (this is my understanding anyway). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please note I have a 5.5-6Qt oval crockpot and made 6 stuffed peppers.  So if yours is smaller adjust accordingly (modified from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/2008/05/crockpot-stuffed-pepper-recipe.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; with some tips from a close friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6 Bell Peppers (any color)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 (1-1.25lbs) Package Lean/XtraLean Ground Turkey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 1 cup cooked rice (i used instant brown rice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 can of tomatoes - any kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 jar pasta sauce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1/2 small/medium onion (finely chopped)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some carrots(grated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;celery (finely chopped)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; clove of garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;any misc veggies you want to use up (finely chopped)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;salt, pepper, garlic powder(optional) to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Instructions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;carefully cut off the tops of the peppers and clean them out, keeping the tops &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Chop and brown onions, carrots, garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lightly brown the turkey (optional, I am paranoid about poultry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Combine everything &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXCEPT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/2 jar of pasta sauce and the bell peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stuff the peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nestle them in the crock pot (no tops yet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pour remaining pasta sauce over the top letting it spill over into the crock pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Put on the tops (cute and they add a bit more flavor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Add approx 1/3 cup water to the crock pot (not to the peppers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cook on low for 6-8 hours (about 6.5 was perfect when I did them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll probably have some stuffing left over, i just sauteed it all and ate it up, it was delish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-4930558661268338252?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4930558661268338252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=4930558661268338252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4930558661268338252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4930558661268338252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/turkey-stuffed-pepper-recipe-other.html' title='Turkey Stuffed Pepper Recipe! (&amp; other stuffs)'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-2933311533488950706</id><published>2009-02-16T14:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:53:56.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop Attack!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Banned from Whole Foods...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by myself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to Whole Foods for a quick bite of sushi... and came out with a *bit* extra&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZn7KqfLJoI/AAAAAAAAAic/gfNt0AbBU28/s1600-h/1057288_27714482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZn7KqfLJoI/AAAAAAAAAic/gfNt0AbBU28/s320/1057288_27714482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303546196827776642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I justify the bread and milk because we were out of them; so they may be a tad pricier than TJs but I can save some time by not making multiple grocery stops.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagelettes - I questioned "how often am I able to finish an entire bagel without passing out from a carb-induced coma?!!?  Not often!"  Unless I am thoroughly hungover, a full bagel makes me feel slugish and stuffed.  So, the bageletts are the perfect solution!  Throw on a dab of peanut butter and maybe a slice of apple or banana and voila! A balanced, yummy, and well portioned breakfast...mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raspberry Tea Scones - no justification.  I wanted them... considered for a brief minute whether I needed them or not... decided I didn't, and then put them in my basket anyways!  DONE!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brownies - I got myself the scones so the chocoholic BF of mine deserves a treat too, right?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi - Well, that's what I came for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, $35 and lots of unneeded calories later I decided that I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;banning myself from Whole Foods until I can keep my addiction to delicious organic snacks in check.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Job Hunt Wish List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I decided I will treat myself to once I acquire an awesome job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Boots!  I know I originally wanted &lt;a href="http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/boots-i-want-these-boots.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;. And, while those are still quite enticing, they are just a bit too pricey for me. Plus, I really prefer flats that I can dress up or down easily.  These luscious &lt;a href="http://www.onlineshoes.com/productpage.asp?type=brand&amp;amp;brandid=31&amp;amp;brandcatid=703&amp;amp;gen=w&amp;amp;pcid=123908"&gt;Born&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.onlineshoes.com/productpage.asp?type=brand&amp;amp;brandid=31&amp;amp;brandcatid=703&amp;amp;gen=w&amp;amp;pcid=123908"&gt;boots&lt;/a&gt; are perfect in price, look, and functionality!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.onlineshoes.com/productpage.asp?type=brand&amp;amp;brandid=31&amp;amp;brandcatid=703&amp;amp;gen=w&amp;amp;pcid=123908"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZnyPrks9eI/AAAAAAAAAiE/B2RPiz3Q30g/s320/boooots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303536387414095330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.onlineshoes.com/productpage.asp?type=brand&amp;amp;brandid=135&amp;amp;brandcatid=1320&amp;amp;gen=w&amp;amp;pcid=136874"&gt;Pretty, sexy, classy shoes&lt;/a&gt;! I may back out of these by the time the job rolls around but I am completely lusting after them for now.  Yum!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.onlineshoes.com/productpage.asp?type=brand&amp;amp;brandid=135&amp;amp;brandcatid=1320&amp;amp;gen=w&amp;amp;pcid=136874"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZny_D1kWfI/AAAAAAAAAiM/XiNtVVPmxJA/s320/shoooeees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303537201381136882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.  Practical, cute, plaid wool coat.  I have cats and a black wool pea coat.  I love the coat but if I want it to look amazing all the time I pretty much have to keep it out of the house or I end up looking like my cats nap on it regularly (they don't!).  This one from &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=60&amp;amp;startValue=1&amp;amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;amp;sortby=&amp;amp;id=14981476&amp;amp;parentid=W_APP_VESTS&amp;amp;sortProperties=+product.marketingPriority,-product.startDate&amp;amp;navCount=48&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;pushId=W_APP_VESTS&amp;amp;popId=WOMENS_APPAREL&amp;amp;prepushId="&gt;Urban Outfitters&lt;/a&gt; is much more practical for everyday wear and won't attract or show as much cat hair and it's adorable!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=60&amp;amp;startValue=1&amp;amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;amp;sortby=&amp;amp;id=14981476&amp;amp;parentid=W_APP_VESTS&amp;amp;sortProperties=+product.marketingPriority,-product.startDate&amp;amp;navCount=48&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;pushId=W_APP_VESTS&amp;amp;popId=WOMENS_APPAREL&amp;amp;prepushId="&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZn3IlL7yMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/XLnMcpzdG9w/s320/coat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303541762998651074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.  I still want that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/dress-to-match-necklace.html"&gt;navy dress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; from VS I mentioned before.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Adidas and Kyodan workout clothes that don't make my bottom look like it's been suddenly deflated.  (believe me, I have a A LOT of bum naturally, so I am not comfortable looking flat in that area)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I have a pretty reasonable list here.&lt;br /&gt;Now if I can only get that job!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-2933311533488950706?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2933311533488950706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=2933311533488950706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2933311533488950706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2933311533488950706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/shop-attack.html' title='Shop Attack!!'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZn7KqfLJoI/AAAAAAAAAic/gfNt0AbBU28/s72-c/1057288_27714482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-7870848620060983458</id><published>2009-02-12T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:35:53.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployed'/><title type='text'>You know you've been unemployed for WAY too long when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/09/04/funny-pictures-you-love-and-never-work-again/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/funny-pictures-your-cat-will-sleep-for-food.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.  you don't want to leave your computer to go pee because you might miss something....on the internet&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  you see BF sign off of his work IM screen name and think "shit, I should probably put on some real clothes &amp;amp; brush my teeth!"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  ...and 20 minutes later you finally jump up and start doing that.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  you become a pro at washing the dishes, throwing out the trash, cleaning the litter box, sweeping the floors, dusting, vacuuming, and making the bed in under 15 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  you update facebook/twitter/blogger/etc. at least every 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  you also refreshed each of the above mentioned networks every 5 minutes to see is anyone responded to your updates…and you kinda feel betrayed when they haven’t.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  you finally catch up on everything in your Google reader....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  and panic because that means you might have to leave your computer!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. you consider canceling lunch/dinner/breakfast  dates because it would interfere with your blogging/facebook watching schedule&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. you start eating and drinking in the kitchen over the sink to avoid creating more dirty dishes (that would royally interfere with your 5pm cleanup routine)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. expiration dates become suggestions ....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. and you fill the empty fruit bowl in the kitchen with decorative yarn balls to avoid going to the grocery store.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. you forget how to remove the gas cap because you haven't had to pump gas in about 8 weeks...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. and sometimes you just forget how to drive altogether.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not saying I am guilty of all these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then again I'm not saying I'm not guilty of all of these either.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you find yourself doing when unemployed (or just massively bored/unmotivated)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-7870848620060983458?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7870848620060983458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=7870848620060983458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/7870848620060983458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/7870848620060983458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-know-youve-been-unemployed-for-way.html' title='You know you&apos;ve been unemployed for WAY too long when...'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-5198006625123732745</id><published>2009-02-11T01:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:51:51.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bad" Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZKfDWqO-uI/AAAAAAAAAhs/x7rB6AZ8iVw/s1600-h/961432_93051099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZKfDWqO-uI/AAAAAAAAAhs/x7rB6AZ8iVw/s320/961432_93051099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301474591339641570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Things that are making me Happy&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My wonderfully supportive and patient BF who is graciously dealing with the emotional roller coaster that is my job/career search.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I reached the goal weight I set for myself a year and a half ago. That was two days ago...might not still be the case.  But at least I reached it!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  My kitties.  Their cuteness never ceases to amaze me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Pretty new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&amp;amp;friendID=163154177"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I found.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Great friends &amp;amp; family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My abs are sore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZKdCqU1VSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/MxHJHfI6oBU/s1600-h/956785_54404511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZKdCqU1VSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/MxHJHfI6oBU/s320/956785_54404511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301472380415464738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Things that are making me Sad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  A friend is not speaking to me....again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.  I don't have a job or even any exciting prospects.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't run for a few more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The most frustrating thing about that list is the number of positives vs negatives.  Clearly, even on a "bad" day, there are more good things floating around.  But, try as I might, pushing the job sitch out of my head is getting harder every day.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow I will apply for the gazillion jobs that sound somewhat appealing and fit my skills.  Hopefully that will settle my nerves for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-5198006625123732745?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5198006625123732745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=5198006625123732745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5198006625123732745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5198006625123732745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-day.html' title='&quot;Bad&quot; Day'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZKfDWqO-uI/AAAAAAAAAhs/x7rB6AZ8iVw/s72-c/961432_93051099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-5176253695395211987</id><published>2009-02-10T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:55:19.845-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>A Dress to Match a Necklace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I wore this necklace last weekend with an adorable gray dress.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZHbKX7ldbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/QSWLJdxGRNQ/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZHbKX7ldbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/QSWLJdxGRNQ/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301259207660893618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it struck me after looking at the photos that I had been seeing that pink color all over the place with bright navy colors.  So, now I am on the hunt for the perfect navy dress to match the necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's one I like a lot so far from VS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/onlineProductDisplay.vs?namespace=productDisplay&amp;amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;amp;event=display&amp;amp;prnbr=CJ-208238&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;cgname=OSCLODRSVIL&amp;amp;rfnbr=2667"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 404px;" src="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/images/prodpri2/V261672_DRESSJ79.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wondering if I'm nuts for wanting to buy a dress to match an accessory.  Seems backwards a bit...no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-5176253695395211987?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5176253695395211987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=5176253695395211987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5176253695395211987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5176253695395211987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/dress-to-match-necklace.html' title='A Dress to Match a Necklace'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZHbKX7ldbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/QSWLJdxGRNQ/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-5262284011057966972</id><published>2009-02-10T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:03:38.787-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey to Debt'/><title type='text'>Journey to Debt - Part 3 - Leading to the Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZHPFkk04_I/AAAAAAAAAhM/CLyfWz_ae18/s1600-h/1111967_56411586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZHPFkk04_I/AAAAAAAAAhM/CLyfWz_ae18/s320/1111967_56411586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301245931016217586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(You can catch up here -&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/journey-to-debt-part-i-student-life.html"&gt;Part 1 - Student Live&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/journey-to-debt-part-2-post-graduation.html"&gt;Part-2 - Post Graduation&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Finally, in late 2008, the fruit of my attempts began to show.  I had paid off all my store cards, paid off my lasik surgery bill, paid off my smallest major CC balance, and was only $3,000 from paying off the next card so I could tackle the largest one.  And then, as soon as I started to breath a sigh of relief, I got laid off.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The amazing thing is, since October, my credit card balance has remained steady, my car and student loan balances have gone down, and I have a (very small) emergency fund  (thank you severance)!  My (seemingly) worst financial crisis turned out to be the best thing that could have happened to my finances.  The minute we got laid off it all snapped into place.  All those worries about finances and priorities just aligned. I suddenly understood the difference between "need" and "want".  I realized my 30 pairs of shoes and multitude of dresses and skirts did nothing for me beyond the fleeting moment of excitement of wearing them for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There were still hard moments leading to the here and now.  Making it through the holidays without touching my credit cards was by far the most difficult part.  I, like my mom, have always been a very generous gift giver.  I value and adore my family and friends, and I want them to know it!  This made buying Christmas gifts on a budget very emotionally trying for me. In the end, I probably spent more than necessary, but at least I didn't touch my cards or my severance.  That was a huge step for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since the Holidays I've limited shopping to needs only.  I've made it a point to not touch my remaining severance EVEN for bills.  I have been paying for bills and groceries with my unemployment insurance (BF pays for rent) and I have only purchased 2 "cute" items (an adorable purse that was only $13 and dress for $16 both on major clearance).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best moment came last week.  I had an interview at a pretty cool company.  Given that I have dropped 2 complete dress sizes since my last job hunt, I needed a suite jacket.  I had a pair of great pants but no blazer.  So I popped into the mall on my way to the interview, picked up a jacket that perfectly matched my pants and a pair of shoes that didn't make me want to kill someone from blinding pain.  The total cost came to $200.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Normally, that sudden but needed expense, would have sent me into a worry induced migraine.  But it didn't.  I left my local mall with only what I needed in hand and with no anxiety about overdrafts or interest rates.  It was amazing.  After just three weeks of NOT shopping and NOT submitting to my wants and NOT putting myself in tempting situations and paying my bills FIRST I had learned (sort of) to manage my money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I get it now; finally, 3.5 years after entering the "real world" I get it.  I'm glad I did not get a job sooner because I believe I would have just continued my selfish spending habits. I'm ready to find a job now, a job I like, not just need.  And I am confident that within 12 months of getting said job, I will be free of credit card debt, almost free of student and car loan debts, have a less-tiny emergency fund, and will be helping BF save for our wedding (and maybe rent, he'd love that!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know the challenges are far from over, but I finally feel I am appropriately armed to take them on.  I plan to add a Part 4 to this series in 2010 telling you I made it out!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*Note: This is the final "official" part, but I'm sure there will be more on this is the future of LFMM :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-5262284011057966972?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5262284011057966972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=5262284011057966972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5262284011057966972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5262284011057966972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/journey-to-debt-part-3-leading-to-now.html' title='Journey to Debt - Part 3 - Leading to the Now'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZHPFkk04_I/AAAAAAAAAhM/CLyfWz_ae18/s72-c/1111967_56411586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-8056038641019021075</id><published>2009-02-07T10:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T10:42:43.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey to Debt'/><title type='text'>Journey to Debt - Part  2 - Post Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SY3VK7lZPkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dQ8nmBgvaAE/s1600-h/686554_72606263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SY3VK7lZPkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dQ8nmBgvaAE/s320/686554_72606263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300126720254885442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(You can catch up here -&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/journey-to-debt-part-i-student-life.html"&gt;Part 1 - Student Live&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I graduated with a mere $1,000 of credit card debt and about $12,000 in student loans.  All in all, I did pretty well.  I had landed an internship my senior year that turned into a well paying full time position upon graduation.  I moved in with BF and we split some bills but he took the brunt of them while I was "paying off my loans."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This takes us to right before things got COMPLETELY out of hand.  I look back at the years above and just want to go back and scream at myself!  Throughout those years I felt pinched for cash.  I allowed myself every luxury (by college student standards) but when it came to bills, books, rent, gas - I was always at a loss.  That should have sent off sirens, alarms, bells; I should have WOKEN UP.  But, I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Three months after I graduated with a BS in Accounting (yes, I know, kinda ironic) BF received a career breaking job offer in California.  It was a dream!  So we moved and realized that dreams don't come easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I spent the first year in a pretty depressed state.  In addition to the relationship pressures of my graduation and us moving in together, add to that moving clear across the country with absolutely NO network except on high school friend of BF.  This was the rockiest time in our relationship and, to date, our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; When I finally snapped out of my depression, got a job at a fun young company, and made some friends, I was stunned.  In my state of depression I had racked up a whopping $20,000 in credit card debt, purchased a new used car for another $17,000 after taxes and interest, and had BF fully furnish the apartment, with furniture we ended up hating, to fill the empty space.  It was a rude awakening to say the least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Since then I have struggled to pay down my debt.  Between BFF's weddings, trips home, Christmases, birthdays, socializing, etc - it was hard.  Every time I made headway, something came up and brought me back to my starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look  back now and realize I wasn't really into the debt reduction.  I was letting debt control me instead of taking control of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-8056038641019021075?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8056038641019021075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=8056038641019021075' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/8056038641019021075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/8056038641019021075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/journey-to-debt-part-2-post-graduation.html' title='Journey to Debt - Part  2 - Post Graduation'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SY3VK7lZPkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dQ8nmBgvaAE/s72-c/686554_72606263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-6982317704311444835</id><published>2009-02-06T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:28:11.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme meeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a title="Fabulously Broke in the City" href="http://fabulouslybrokeinthecity.blogspot.com/" id="m-m:"&gt;Fabulously Broke in the City&lt;/a&gt;  posted &lt;a title="this" href="http://fabulouslybrokeinthecity.blogspot.com/2009/02/throws-in-towel.html" id="thpx"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;  earlier and I always love an excuse to not leave my computer when I should!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rules:  Go through the list and highlight what applies to you.  Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Started your own blog&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;/b&gt; -- With a boy (innocently!) in Poland when I was an itty bitty teen and got into a good deal of trouble for it with my Grandma after!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. Played in a band &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7. Been to Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; - When I was 7, but sadly, I have a horrible memory and don't remember much at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;9. Held a praying mantis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; - my college bf and I found a pregnant one outside his window and nursed it to birth.  They're pretty cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;10. Sang a solo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- knitting, i did have some help from a BFF, does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- have 'em with BF all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/b&gt; --- C'mon!  Who hasn't?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping &lt;---i totally want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;27. Run a Marathon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-- do three halfs count??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;/b&gt; -- We went outside to see one when I was in grade school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;32. Been on a cruise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- day cruises count right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- learning my 3rd (4th if you include English) now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo's David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/b&gt; - when I was like 2 I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;47. Had your portrait painted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- the carnival caricature thingys count right?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;52. Kissed in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;57. Started a business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout cookies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- and now I buy them from my nieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;75. Been fired from a job &lt;/b&gt;-- got laid off in October?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;80. Published a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;87.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Killed and prepared an animal for eating -- &lt;a title="FB" href="http://fabulouslybrokeinthecity.blogspot.com/2009/02/throws-in-towel.html" id="cgu4"&gt;FB&lt;/a&gt;  said "Does fish count?" and I ditto.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;88. Had chickenpox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;97. Been involved in a lawsuit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;98. Owned a cellphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;99. Been stung by a bee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-- At LEAST FOUR times...and I am becoming progressively more allergic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;100. Read an entire book in one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-6982317704311444835?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6982317704311444835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=6982317704311444835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/6982317704311444835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/6982317704311444835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/meme-meeee.html' title='Meme meeee'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-2076066873101412192</id><published>2009-02-06T11:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:45:42.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Boots!  I want these boots!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the heels of my debt journey divulging post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I found these boots this morning on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://thinkclassy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Think Classy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and I think I am withering away by the minute here trying to figure out how to justify spending $350 on a pair of boots that are EVERYTHING I want in brown boots....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/2977041?Category=&amp;amp;Search=True&amp;amp;SearchType=keywordsearch&amp;amp;keyword=Frye+Fiona+in+All+Categories&amp;amp;origin=searchresults"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYyOYJgC6RI/AAAAAAAAAfc/fYZbPOn2OJ8/s320/booooots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299767407026563346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Drooooooooool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-2076066873101412192?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2076066873101412192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=2076066873101412192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2076066873101412192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2076066873101412192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/boots-i-want-these-boots.html' title='Boots!  I want these boots!'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYyOYJgC6RI/AAAAAAAAAfc/fYZbPOn2OJ8/s72-c/booooots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-5863601211566683650</id><published>2009-02-05T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T10:43:07.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey to Debt'/><title type='text'>Journey to Debt  - Part I - Student Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYulW_UfIcI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IzwzHckv18g/s1600-h/1113133_84923727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYulW_UfIcI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IzwzHckv18g/s320/1113133_84923727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299511200904585666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As a child, money was never a topic of discussion in my household.  When I was a teenager, my parents split and it was my mom, lil' sis, and me.  My mom had a job that paid the bills and, seemingly, allowed for a fashionable and fun lifestyle.  In reality she was up to her eyeballs in debt and was choosing to ignore it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; My mom would always say that we were low on money then turn around and blow $500+ in a weekend shopping for lil' sis and me.  And this was a pretty regular occurrence.  As I got older I started to understand a LITTLE bit more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I started my first job at 16 and made roughly $100 per week.  Since I had never really handled more than about $20 at a time, I was THRILLED.  This meant I could go shopping and buy what I wanted when I wanted!  So I did.  At the time I didn't know much about high fashion and designers so the $100/week pretty much allowed me enough freedom to buy just about anything I wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; As I got close to college I learned a little bit more.  I learned that I should never get into credit card debt, but having a credit card is important to "build credit" (didn't quite know what that meant yet).  So, I went off to college with my credit card in hand.  I barely used it, and when I, did I paid it almost in full each time, keeping just a small balance to "build credit".  I worked a couple small jobs on campus, had a pretty decent financial aide package (including loans), and received financial support from my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; In my first year of college I accumulated close to $10,000 in student loan debt (that school actually cost $30,000/year, so I made out ok).  I knew that wasn't good so I transfered schools.  I ended up at a respected state university, a bit farther from home, with my tuition completely covered and a federal loan for other living costs.  My mom bought me a used car, paid in full (by her home equity line of credit, ugh), and sent me on my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I used my biannual loan disbursments to buy books and go shopping.  Sometimes the money went to my pay off my credit card, sometimes it went to rent and bills, but I never saved.  I believed that as long as I kept my credit card balance under contol, I was golden.  And with the financial support from my mom, I didn't really think twice.  I knew she was in credit card debt and was proud of me for keeping my balance under control.  That had to mean I was on the right track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-5863601211566683650?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5863601211566683650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=5863601211566683650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5863601211566683650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5863601211566683650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/journey-to-debt-part-i-student-life.html' title='Journey to Debt  - Part I - Student Life'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYulW_UfIcI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IzwzHckv18g/s72-c/1113133_84923727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-4924886217294935019</id><published>2009-02-04T08:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:55:32.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Frosted Mini Wheats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mini-wheats.com/products.shtml?gclid=CJaWjPmmw5gCFQ9JagodtgL32w&amp;amp;gclid=CJaWjPmmw5gCFQ9JagodtgL32w"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 234px;" src="http://www.mini-wheats.com/images/products/blueberry-box.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a dilemma with &lt;a href="http://www.mini-wheats.com/products.shtml?gclid=CJaWjPmmw5gCFQ9JagodtgL32w&amp;amp;gclid=CJaWjPmmw5gCFQ9JagodtgL32w"&gt;Frosted Mini-Wheat cereals&lt;/a&gt;.  Most flavors are so tasty and filling.  They're a great balance for my sweet tooth and healthy habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cost as much as a regular box of cereal, but, because they are so bulky, there are only half as many servings per box (at best).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'm torn.  As yummy as the blueberry flavored ones are (that I finished today), do I really want to buy more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could just go out and buy MultiGrain Cheerios or a nice granola mix which are just as healthy (if not more) and will last twice as long (if I adhere to serving suggestions).  But the Blueberry Muffin Frosted Mini-Wheats were just so goooooooooooood.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe, I should hold off to decide until all the household cereal is out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-4924886217294935019?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4924886217294935019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=4924886217294935019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4924886217294935019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4924886217294935019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/frosted-mini-wheats.html' title='Frosted Mini Wheats'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-3089955417018914695</id><published>2009-02-04T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:36:09.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Bits of Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was immensely happy today, for no particular reason.  I thought I'd share some of the things that made me smile today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. My kitties giving me loads of hugs all day and this adorable post that is just like them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/02/03/funny-pictures-eaten-in-5-min/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 261px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/funny-pictures-your-cat-is-starving-from-not-eating-for-five-minutes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I only paid $13.95 to get my taxes done start to finish on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.taxactonline.com/"&gt;TaxAC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.taxactonline.com/"&gt;T&lt;/a&gt;. I compared the final numbers with what TurboTax or TaxCut would have given and they were exactly the same.  Who doesn't love saving $35?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The BF graciously helped me with some homework and sent me some good references for future help.  I know it's silly, but I always feel like a million bucks when he thinks of me for the little things through out the day :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I caught myself singing out loud everything I thought all morning ... and that really made me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://consumerist.com/5145764/dont-draw-genitalia-as-your-signature-when-paying-via-credit-card"&gt;This story&lt;/a&gt; that was just on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://consumerist.com"&gt;Consumerist&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://spartacusworeaskirt.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-then.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; that I found in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.serendipitousgirl.com/"&gt;SSG&lt;/a&gt;'s blogroll because they were just HIGH-larious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Two friends and former colleagues sent me great job opportunities.  It's great to know I'm remembered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  My baby sis sent me some pics of her an her pink hair and latest romantic fling.  I so love seeing her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  My job interview (for my fall back career)was eye opening but good.  Not sure if it was great, but it made me realize that I definitely want to stick with my career change and not panic and fall back just because times are a bit tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  People are reading my blog!  you guys are the best &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Sunny California weather.  *crossing fingers that the unseasonably warm weather lasts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  The stew I made yesterday was delish today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-3089955417018914695?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3089955417018914695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=3089955417018914695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3089955417018914695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3089955417018914695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/bits-of-joy.html' title='Bits of Joy'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-5449837832014339330</id><published>2009-02-02T22:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:56:08.793-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Fakeness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dove.us/#/cfrb/selfesteem/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYfz1kOmgYI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-NkbMz9WMPw/s320/Dove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298471588208214402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethsherman.com/cs/blogs/ambassador_of_wellness/archive/2009/01/21/What-are-your-expectations-for-yourself_3F00_.aspx"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; drives me nuts.  Okay, not the article itself, but the subject matter and how it manifests in my life.  (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I think the article is pretty great and I should probably print and post it right between my two computer monitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the last 15 months I have completely revamped my body.  By all "normal" standards I look and feel pretty good.  I am able to run 13 miles without collapsing, I can comfortably wear a size 4 in most brands and I can (sometimes) confidently wear a bikini where appropriate. I should feel proud of myself, and most of the time I do (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;except PMS days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then, at least weekly, I will look at a magazine or watch a TV show and I find myself wondering how much more weight I would need to lose to look like that!  I'm a smart girl;  I know that those actresses and models are touched up and caked with layers of makeup.  But I can't help it, I still compare myself to them on occasion.  These moments are rather rare in comparison to my "before" days, but on some rough days all I can do is scarf down chocolate cake and stare at the women I will never be .. and it still hurts, still makes me feel inadequate, and still makes BF want to throw all my magazines and the TV out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And who can blame him!  He's smart enough to know those women aren't real, or if they are, they aren't healthy.  Why shouldn't I know that?  I spent 15 months revamping my life only to fall back into these moments of self loathing.  It's ridiculous.  And even more ridiculous, is the magazines.  Every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; magazine I read preaches "love yourself" "be healthy" "don't diet, get fit" etc etc.  But yet, they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;airbrush the models accompanying those messages to be thinner and more "flawless" than they already are.  Why the all this pain causing hypocrisy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thesuperficial.com/2009/01/jessica_simpson_what_in_the_he.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYf1RFv_zpI/AAAAAAAAAfM/eDVqQIWY4hw/s320/gallery_enlarged-0126_jessica_simpson_cookoff_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298473160574750354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have to say though, after exploring the links that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.elizabethsherman.com/"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; provided about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;touch ups, I don't feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;quite so inadequate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;PS. this also makes me wonder if the "fat" celebrity photos are touched up to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;make them look worse than they actually might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-5449837832014339330?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5449837832014339330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=5449837832014339330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5449837832014339330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/5449837832014339330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/beautiful-fakeness.html' title='Beautiful Fakeness'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYfz1kOmgYI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-NkbMz9WMPw/s72-c/Dove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-1741427503306612114</id><published>2009-02-02T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:58:08.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>5 Things I Learned From This Last Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYc4uDsuWQI/AAAAAAAAAes/JHMWo7Dmndo/s1600-h/1138010_41783560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYc4uDsuWQI/AAAAAAAAAes/JHMWo7Dmndo/s320/1138010_41783560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298265850542708994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing better than a crisp and sunny morning and a warm cup of coffee to accompany my race reflection! Mmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; My amazing BF will forever say things like this: (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;conversation takes place 3 hours into our 6 hour car ride to the hotel&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BF&lt;/b&gt;: My head's kinda bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Have some water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: I had like 10 bottles yesterday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: That doesn't carry over into today you know?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: I'll be fine, I don't want to be stopping for the bathroom every 20 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: Okay, well let me know when you want some water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: Okay, but only if you stop nagging me about it *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;big proud smile knowing he shocked me&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with a joking glare&lt;/span&gt;* Come on! I don't nag! You're always telling me about you buddies' annoying gfs and wives and how I'm all not like that!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: You're right. *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thinks for a little bit&lt;/span&gt;* Well, you know dear, it's like - just because I have a really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; nice car already doesn't mean I can't want a nicer onnne uh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JAW DROP&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uhhhhhhh, wait, no, that's not what I meant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYc7JHHMYeI/AAAAAAAAAe0/YcXveIfczg8/s1600-h/1024820_20043447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYc7JHHMYeI/AAAAAAAAAe0/YcXveIfczg8/s320/1024820_20043447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298268514338759138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; All Italian restaurants within a 10 mile radius of a race will be packed the night before with carbo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;loading runners. So, if you are told you have a 45 minute wait, just wait! (or get take out) because driving around for 45 minutes trying to find a good but not busy pasta joint will only double your wait time and result in hungry and irritated monsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Staying in the hotel right on the Start Line is worth the extra $80 or so. Otherwise, BF spends 2 hours driving the 3 miles to and from the start line trying to find parking - which has the potential to make him cranky.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;Being slightly under prepared for a race will help you run your best time because your body feel great while running, but...&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Being slightly under prepared for a race will make you more sore than you've ever been in you life the next day. *whimper while shifting in chair*&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-1741427503306612114?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1741427503306612114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=1741427503306612114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1741427503306612114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1741427503306612114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/5-things-from-this-last-race.html' title='5 Things I Learned From This Last Race'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYc4uDsuWQI/AAAAAAAAAes/JHMWo7Dmndo/s72-c/1138010_41783560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-1519810608689762661</id><published>2009-02-01T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:57:57.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Running &amp; Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaY1gi9Q2I/AAAAAAAAAek/_Tgvjhcv_Ek/s1600-h/1122022_77527329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaY1gi9Q2I/AAAAAAAAAek/_Tgvjhcv_Ek/s320/1122022_77527329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298090056685011810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ran my 3rd half marathon today!  It was a great run, perfect weather, course right along the ocean, breathtaking.  I also set a personal record.  I finished the 13.1 miles in 2:12:04.  I ran an average 10:05 mile!  That is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;35&lt;/strike&gt; 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; second per mile&lt;/span&gt; improvement over my previous best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Let me tell you, I was quite shocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the down side:  my knees are incredibly stiff and sore right now.  That's okay though; nothing a couple days of ibuprofen overdoses and ice packs won't cure ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And also, I finally got myself up and running on twitter so come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://twitter.com/LFMM"&gt;follow me&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Update&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: Apparently My first Race was run at a 10:19 min mile pace finishing in 2:15:40.  I have a bad memory!!!  Still made my best time with this last race so the pride sticks ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-1519810608689762661?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1519810608689762661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=1519810608689762661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1519810608689762661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1519810608689762661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/02/running-twitter.html' title='Running &amp; Twitter'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaY1gi9Q2I/AAAAAAAAAek/_Tgvjhcv_Ek/s72-c/1122022_77527329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-8950963635383930821</id><published>2009-01-30T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:57:43.333-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Old School Link Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYPu153gBVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Z4168hu-CFY/s1600-h/674934_53254325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYPu153gBVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Z4168hu-CFY/s320/674934_53254325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297340196551918930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And by "old school" I mean 2008 ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm running my 3rd half marathon this Sunday! I am excited and nervous this time. I am not as well trained for this race as my two previous ones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so I'm not sure what to expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was just going through the starred items in my Google reader and thought I'd share some of my favorite health &amp;amp; fitness articles from last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some of my favorite tips for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://zenhabits.net/2008/06/how-to-go-from-sedentary-to-running-in-five-steps/"&gt;brand new runners&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://zenhabits.net/2008/03/10-tips-to-take-back-control-of-your-health-and-get-on-the-path-to-wellness/"&gt;healthy living&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; from Leo at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://zenhabits.net/"&gt;ZenHabits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  The helped get me off my butt last year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.financeandfat.com/archives/taking-the-100-push-ups-challenge/"&gt;challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I meant to try and never got around to.  Post race will be the prefect time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JD at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.getfitslowly.com/"&gt;Get Fit Slowly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; highlights the best things about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.getfitslowly.com/2008/07/10/change-your-habits-change-your-life/"&gt;getting healthy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and Mac delves into our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.getfitslowly.com/2008/09/24/eat-to-live-or-live-to-eat/"&gt;relationship with food&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some fun, cheap, and healthy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.wisebread.com/cheapest-beauty-tricks-in-the-book"&gt;beauty tips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; from Andrea at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.wisebread.com/"&gt;Wise Bread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  The first one is my favorite ;-p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wonder which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://completerunning.com/archives/2008/05/01/strike-a-pose/"&gt;runner's pose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I'll take for my race day glamor shots?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trent at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.thesimpledollar.com/"&gt;The Simple Dollar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; suggests &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.thesimpledollar.com/2008/02/11/the-fine-art-of-abandoning-goals/"&gt;abandoning some goals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (gasp!!) to stay sane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://aprovechar.danandsally.com/"&gt;Sally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; suggested some great health inspiring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://aprovechar.danandsally.com/?p=457"&gt;holiday gifts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; that, I think, can be used year round :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally, I have to leave you with some cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2008/12/you-cannot-defe.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 221px;" src="http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/images/2008/12/08/dsc_0386.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-8950963635383930821?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8950963635383930821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=8950963635383930821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/8950963635383930821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/8950963635383930821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-school-link-love.html' title='Old School Link Love'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYPu153gBVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Z4168hu-CFY/s72-c/674934_53254325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-4336184123836648765</id><published>2009-01-29T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:59:55.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Ode to the Mary Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYJD8gYqasI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wq80Oz6IrCE/s1600-h/IMG_1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYJD8gYqasI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wq80Oz6IrCE/s320/IMG_1768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296870818505714370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On days I cannot balance, your strap keeps things in place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When the sidewalk tries to throw me, you won't fly to your demise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You never sound like I'm farting or like I'm at the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the perfect shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You come in loads of colors and match with many things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You never go out of style, your silhouette's too pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can wear you with some legging, jeans, slacks or a skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You match my evening dresses and add some spunk to jeans &amp;amp; Ts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the perfect shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You compliment my innocence with the simple little strap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you highlight my sophistication with your patent leather sheen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You show that I am trendy but never over the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the perfect shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If my feet are swollen  your strap adjusts to fit just right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And when my feet are cold and small you keep my step in place and never let them flop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How can I thank you, Mary Janes, for your simple perfect shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll just say again - You are the perfect shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Please note I love all shoes, but sometimes I just have to play favorites ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-4336184123836648765?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4336184123836648765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=4336184123836648765' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4336184123836648765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4336184123836648765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/ode-to-mary-jane.html' title='Ode to the Mary Jane'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYJD8gYqasI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wq80Oz6IrCE/s72-c/IMG_1768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-4502921220663023989</id><published>2009-01-28T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:51:41.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><title type='text'>Credit Cards are EVIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYCa3Pv4K8I/AAAAAAAAAdc/cqOFG7m1J4Y/s1600-h/948659_33502399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYCa3Pv4K8I/AAAAAAAAAdc/cqOFG7m1J4Y/s320/948659_33502399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296403435698531266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I finally pulled myself out of my financial denial yesterday and went over my credit card bills.  I was making payments, but since becoming unemployed I've carefully ignored everything else on the bills, to maintain sanity.  I know that's not the wisest thing.  But I wasn't too worried, I haven't used my cards for anything other than auto payment for my gym membership and Starbucks card (yeah, this one's BF's fault, I'll explain later).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I pulled myself out of my "ignorance is bliss" state yesterday and discovered that the APR on my CCs has suddenly skyrocketed! (I should have listened to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://consumerist.com/"&gt;Consumerist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://consumerist.com/5130285/consumers-are-learning-the-hard-way-theres-no-such-thing-as-a-fixed-rate-credit-card"&gt;warnings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)  For that last 2 months, I have been paying a whopping $250/month in finance charges!!!!!  That's double my usual $125.  And considering that my balances have stayed steady since October, it's just enraging! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, I suppose it wouldn't have helped much to know sooner.  I am not going to attempt another credit application just to get 0% and I can't throw a large chunk of money at the thing until I have a dependable income again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made a plan, I can be completely credit card debt free within 8 months of my first paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's time to study for my interview so I can get that paycheck!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-4502921220663023989?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4502921220663023989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=4502921220663023989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4502921220663023989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4502921220663023989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/credit-cards-are-evil.html' title='Credit Cards are EVIL'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYCa3Pv4K8I/AAAAAAAAAdc/cqOFG7m1J4Y/s72-c/948659_33502399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-4532766279785921503</id><published>2009-01-26T15:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:00:55.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Optimism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SX5Og2jmzvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/uDt8JZpbXYk/s1600-h/1098043_81367258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SX5Og2jmzvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/uDt8JZpbXYk/s320/1098043_81367258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295756538141921010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday I watched a self-help type movie with a friend.  Now, generally I am pretty resistant to any new-agey, self-help, "change your life in 5 easy steps" type stuff.  But I was in a funk.   I was frustrated with my job search and was letting it overwhelm me.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I watched The Secret.  It was a bit cheesy at times, but not nearly as new-agey as one might expect.  I can't say that I believe in it to the extent that the movie describes but the first thing they emphasized is the power of a positive attitude. So, you know what?  I decided putting that into practice can't hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And, Voila! Today I got two interviews scheduled: one to a well known Web 2.0 comapany I've been itching to get into and one with a great staffing firm, I crafted a cover letter that far exceeds any of the standard cover letter templates I've previously resorted to, I confidently applied (that's a first) to two jobs I would love to have, I got some direction from a great friend and mentor on my resume and started helping her with some social media stuff which I will delve into shortly.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this might not seem like a whole lot.  But given that I spent the last three weeks moping and sending out over 200 resumes with not so much as a peep back, today was huge!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy and energized and ready for some kick-ass gyming and Chinese practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-4532766279785921503?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4532766279785921503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=4532766279785921503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4532766279785921503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4532766279785921503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/power-of-optimism.html' title='The Power of Optimism'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SX5Og2jmzvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/uDt8JZpbXYk/s72-c/1098043_81367258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-3363731113098698762</id><published>2009-01-26T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:22:01.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Just Another Chick Flick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="322" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.34"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=11662172&amp;amp;vid=4343200&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/i/bcst/videosearch/7059/78817293.jpeg&amp;amp;embed=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.34" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="id=11662172&amp;amp;vid=4343200&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/i/bcst/videosearch/7059/78817293.jpeg&amp;amp;embed=1" height="241" width="384"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/4343200/11662172"&gt;ICYMI - 10 Chick Flick Cliches That Are Not In "He's Just Not That Into You"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://video.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo! Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I came across this in &lt;a href="http://fabulouslybrokeinthecity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fabulously Broke in the City&lt;/a&gt;'s post today. Too hilarious not to pass along!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-3363731113098698762?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3363731113098698762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=3363731113098698762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3363731113098698762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3363731113098698762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-just-another-chick-flick.html' title='Not Just Another Chick Flick...'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-2221886401274532270</id><published>2009-01-25T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:35:34.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'>Birthday Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SX1C-zDIiPI/AAAAAAAAAco/o5RKbm7sAbs/s1600-h/573703_64529182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SX1C-zDIiPI/AAAAAAAAAco/o5RKbm7sAbs/s320/573703_64529182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295462383480244466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is my Birthday, yay!  Other than a massive sugar high and crash from delicious cupcakes, I had a nice low key day.  Since I have a race next Sunday I will officially be celebrating on the 7th so as not to let alcohol impair my race performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I felt a great deal of love and happiness aimed at me today and I feel immensely grateful for all I have:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A deliciously loving and supportive BF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good friends I can trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Family that is close even though they're across the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best (future) In-Laws anyone could ask for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two of the cutest kitties on the face of the planet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A plethora of adorably sweet nieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An awesome new couch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A great place to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The skills to obtain a great jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The freedom to build my life as I see fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A country that recently made me abundantly proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My health and the healthy of those I hold dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And many many many other things....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm a happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SX1np-mk04I/AAAAAAAAAcw/6HFTj57z4y8/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SX1np-mk04I/AAAAAAAAAcw/6HFTj57z4y8/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295502707734664066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update:  Even more thrilled now!  One of my BFFs stopped by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with an awesome pair of shoes for my bday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-2221886401274532270?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2221886401274532270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=2221886401274532270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2221886401274532270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2221886401274532270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-thanks.html' title='Birthday Thanks!'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SX1C-zDIiPI/AAAAAAAAAco/o5RKbm7sAbs/s72-c/573703_64529182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-1316118839360628806</id><published>2009-01-24T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:08:07.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Hungry Shopping = Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SXvKPogBAEI/AAAAAAAAAcY/fhLHOVb3G5A/s1600-h/979917_33981233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SXvKPogBAEI/AAAAAAAAAcY/fhLHOVb3G5A/s320/979917_33981233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295048156822700098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I must remember not to stop at the grocery store while hungry EVER. I bought 6 items and spent $26 because the salami, gourmet cheese, and buttery crackers looked too delicious to pass up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Of course, now that I have finished my lunch I have a true case of buyers remorse.  Not just because that was a bit pricey, but also because those are all high fat foods that I will no doubt inhale shortly.  le sigh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-1316118839360628806?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1316118839360628806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=1316118839360628806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1316118839360628806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1316118839360628806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/hungry-shopping-bad.html' title='Hungry Shopping = Bad'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SXvKPogBAEI/AAAAAAAAAcY/fhLHOVb3G5A/s72-c/979917_33981233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-1551158059685068126</id><published>2009-01-24T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:10:13.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>Credit Where it's Due</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCNnAi8p9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/VI9HISNNg5g/s1600-h/1121962_73161506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCNnAi8p9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/VI9HISNNg5g/s320/1121962_73161506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300892462716069842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just realized that I am a bit too hard on myself.  In the last couple years I have completely revamped my lifestyle.  I started to budget and pay off my debt, then I stopped using debt all together even while unemployed, I started exercising regularly, then running, and I started eating pretty healthily.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I also switched careers to something I would enjoy more but, I am having a hard time with this part right now.  I am applying for jobs like a mad woman but I am very torn.  On one hand I want to go into marketing/communications because I enjoy it more over all, but the pay is low to start.  On the other hand accounting pays excellent given my experience but i get so sick of number crunching that I sometimes just want to throw the computer at a wall.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now that seems cut and dry, "go for what you like."  Not really that simple, while I do enjoy marketing more than accounting, I struggle with a $20-$25 grand pay cut.  It might sound shallow and materialistic, but I like nice things.  I like to shop and BF and I have lofty goals including marriage, travel, and purchasing a home.  So it isn't so easy for me to decide what to do.  I figure a couple years of accounting to get some savings taken care of won't hurt, but then, how many people think that and get stuck....time for a bit more soul searching on this!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But back to the point, besides my career conundrum, I have done pretty damn well personally.  I am proud of myself. And, if picking a career path is my biggest worry, I need to step back and appreciate all I have and all I've accomplished.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-1551158059685068126?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1551158059685068126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=1551158059685068126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1551158059685068126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/1551158059685068126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/credit-where-its-due.html' title='Credit Where it&apos;s Due'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCNnAi8p9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/VI9HISNNg5g/s72-c/1121962_73161506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-4239646320214416482</id><published>2009-01-22T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:41:18.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>More Recipes Needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCGznajffI/AAAAAAAAAgE/KvP0PRhUPuE/s1600-h/1054439_84557145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCGznajffI/AAAAAAAAAgE/KvP0PRhUPuE/s320/1054439_84557145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300884982726884850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've come to realize that I need to expand my recipe base if I am to continue to eat (and keep BF eating) healthily on a regular basis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These are are the recipes I can now make with my eyes closed (I'll post them oneday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dinner/Lunch Main Dish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef stew (crockpot)&lt;br /&gt;Ground turkey stew (crockpot)&lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti with turkey meat sauce (stove top)&lt;br /&gt;chicken soup (stove top)&lt;br /&gt;Avocado steak salad (stove top - steak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a title="Turkey meat loaf" href="http://www.cooks.com/rec/doc/0,1712,155176-243206,00.html" mce_href="http://www.cooks.com/rec/doc/0,1712,155176-243206,00.html" id="r7xl"&gt;Turkey meat loaf&lt;/a&gt; (crock pot, only made it once actually, I improvise with whatever ingredients I have and it's still delish!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Avocado Tuna Salad" href="http://aprovechar.danandsally.com/?p=425" mce_href="http://aprovechar.danandsally.com/?p=425" id="q7eu"&gt;Avocado Tuna Salad&lt;/a&gt; (stove top, also an one time make so far, but I loved it!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sides&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Sauteed onions &amp;amp; green beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breakfast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Egg white fritata" href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Winter-Frittata-230193" mce_href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Winter-Frittata-230193" id="f3ca"&gt;Egg white fritata&lt;/a&gt; (using any random ingredients around the kitchen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Banana chocolate Breakfast Bars" href="http://chocolateandzucchini.com/archives/2008/11/wholesome_banana_chocolate_breakfast_bars.php" mce_href="http://chocolateandzucchini.com/archives/2008/11/wholesome_banana_chocolate_breakfast_bars.php" id="z3qg"&gt;Banana chocolate Breakfast Bars&lt;/a&gt; (I like to sub grated carrot and/or zucchini for the coconut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desserts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Healthy variation of chocolate chip cookies" href="http://orgjunkie.com/2007/01/low-fat-chocolate-chip-cookies.html" mce_href="http://orgjunkie.com/2007/01/low-fat-chocolate-chip-cookies.html" id="cop8"&gt;Healthy variation of chocolate chip cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Cranberry and/or pecan shortbread cookies" href="http://veganvisitor.wordpress.com/2007/12/17/cranberry-shortbread/" mce_href="http://veganvisitor.wordpress.com/2007/12/17/cranberry-shortbread/" id="lngp"&gt;Cranberry and/or pecan shortbread cookies&lt;/a&gt; (I just sub the pecans for the cranberries or use both)&lt;br /&gt;Banana chocolate breakfast bars (BF considers anything with chocolate game all day long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that isn't too bad.  But we have been eating all that since October with no variation other than eating out.  It's starting to get a little repetitive at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a couple things I am itching &lt;b&gt;to try&lt;/b&gt; in the next week or two (maybe this weekend would be good!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed green peppers&lt;br /&gt;Healthy fudge brownies (BF will be excited when I finally get to these.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to do a little more research into some easy and healthy recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a side note...&lt;br /&gt;I need to change platforms soon and start networking other bloggers to get some readers on here! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-4239646320214416482?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4239646320214416482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=4239646320214416482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4239646320214416482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4239646320214416482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-recipes-needed.html' title='More Recipes Needed'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCGznajffI/AAAAAAAAAgE/KvP0PRhUPuE/s72-c/1054439_84557145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-3375019944253646845</id><published>2009-01-20T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:19:52.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The Joys of Marriage ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, I still want to get married.  I mean, we're 5 years in and there's plenty of spark! ;-)  But this is still hilarious!!&lt;object width="384" height="222"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/QZy0FvkEfuOVFnQumYXmRg"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/QZy0FvkEfuOVFnQumYXmRg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="384" height="222"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-3375019944253646845?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3375019944253646845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=3375019944253646845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3375019944253646845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3375019944253646845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/joys-of-marriage.html' title='The Joys of Marriage ;-)'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-2321089566052294951</id><published>2009-01-20T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:08:29.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Goals, Updates &amp; Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yoga is good overall.  I've been doing it for about two weeks now and my left knee and lower back are feeling much much better.  I also started swimming around the same time so that could be the reason for the relief.  Either way, I plan to keep both up to keep my workouts fresh.  My right knee, on the other hand, not so good.  It's been hurting for the last week or so.  I tried to run on it today and it wasn't going to happen without serious pain. I'm going to get it checked out on Thursday to see if I can run my race on Feb 1.  Hopefully I can!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My 2009 goals are off to a rocky start. I have yet to get an interview (other than with recruiters) let alone a job, my debt is staying steady but I really need it to start going DOWN.  My weight has been going down but I have not been eating well so it's going to make a U-turn if I don't whip myself back into healthy mode, the biking and running goals are still too early to start on so I can leave those in the back of my head for now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My emotional life is a bit of a mess too.  The BF is great, supportive and patient with my unemployment and frustration.  I'm getting to the point where I feel the lack of response to my applications is personal and that is coming out in my attitude recently.  A little more meditation, yoga, and resume tweaking will hopefully do the trick!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Blogging 2-3 times per week....yeah, if you read this I don't have to tell you how that's going; I'll get there! Networking is actually improving, I've been ignoring the negative voice in my head more and more, allowing me to be a little more risky with job applications and asking for help.  It's a start.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have been reading, maybe too much.  I've already read 3 books this month.  I think I will take a break until February now and focus on the other goals.  I tend to get lost in my books (much like I did in TV) and leave everything else on the back burner.  For example, I should really have been studying my Chinese all weekend instead of finishing my third book, whoops!  But at least I did take the class and I do enjoy it, now I just need to pass it ;-)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So yes, I am a little overwhelmed, but, on the plus side, today's inauguration lifted my spirits.  I feel like this is a fresh start for me as well. I mean, Obama is an inspiration for new beginnings and change (not to mention a BEAUTIFUL man, yum).  And on that note....Off to do homework, cleaning and class!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://punditkitchen.com/2009/01/20/political-pictures-obama-family-picture/" mce_href="http://punditkitchen.com/2009/01/20/political-pictures-obama-family-picture/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/political-pictures-obama-family-picutre.jpg" mce_src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/political-pictures-obama-family-picutre.jpg" align="middle" height="367" width="374" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-2321089566052294951?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2321089566052294951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=2321089566052294951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2321089566052294951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/2321089566052294951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/goals-updates-stuff.html' title='Goals, Updates &amp; Stuff'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-3836615046431988358</id><published>2009-01-07T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:39:19.100-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Yoga Knees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCGXtLK-kI/AAAAAAAAAf8/U604A9YX6IU/s1600-h/1098576_15247527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCGXtLK-kI/AAAAAAAAAf8/U604A9YX6IU/s320/1098576_15247527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300884503236639298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My knees are acting up again.  I am determined to finish the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" title="race series" href="http://www.caldreaminracing.com/" mce_href="http://www.caldreaminracing.com/"&gt;race series&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; on February 1st.  So, I am going to give yoga a try.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Arial;" mce_style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Before running, I was a huge fan of &lt;a title="bikram yoga info" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bikram_yoga" mce_href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bikram_yoga"&gt;Bikram&lt;/a&gt;; basically, yoga in a sauna for 90 minutes.  It satisfied my need to push my flexibility and sweat off major calories.  Unfortunately, I had not yet developed any other healthy habits so I just allowed myself more treats to "reward" the hard work.  I did try to go back to Bikram since I began running, it was just a bit too intense for my now tight (in the "owww, it hurts to bend post-run" kind on way) muscles.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Arial;" mce_style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;With my race only a few weeks away and my knees constantly nagging, I need to do something!  Beginning tomorrow at 9:30am (setting alarm clock to ear-drum shattering volume now) I will attempt beginning level &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vinyasa_yoga" mce_href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vinyasa_yoga"&gt;Vinyasa&lt;/a&gt; Yoga 3 times per week (I might throw in Hatha yoga on Saturdays to mix it up).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Arial;" mce_style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'll be sure to report back on results/disasters ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-3836615046431988358?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3836615046431988358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=3836615046431988358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3836615046431988358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3836615046431988358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/yoga-knees.html' title='Yoga Knees'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCGXtLK-kI/AAAAAAAAAf8/U604A9YX6IU/s72-c/1098576_15247527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-4777945547607090858</id><published>2009-01-03T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:08:25.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>2009 - My Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had decided long before NYE to not make "resolutions" for 2009.  Resolutions have always seemed like a joke.  They are to personal improvement what crash diets are to health and fitness.  Resolutions, as we traditionally know them, produce little to no lasting results and just make us feel like failures by early March.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I decided I would &lt;a href="http://ediegrl83.tumblr.com/post/67635891/2008-its-a-wrap" mce_href="http://ediegrl83.tumblr.com/post/67635891/2008-its-a-wrap"&gt;recap my 2008 successes&lt;/a&gt; and make a list of goals (small &amp;amp; large) for 2009.  I understand many people consider resolutions and goals to be synonymous.  They're not.  Resolution simply involves determination and will power to stop or start doing something, while goals require objectives, plans, and missteps.  Once a resolution is broken it is often considered failed and abandoned; goals accept that mistakes will be made, that there will be times of success and failure before the goal is reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that my way of thinking is common amongst my favorite bloggers.  Many of them did not make 2009 "resolutions", they made goals or objectives and game plans to match.  &lt;a href="http://www.thewisdomjournal.com/" mce_href="http://www.thewisdomjournal.com"&gt;The Wisdom Journal&lt;/a&gt; had my favorite &lt;a href="http://www.thewisdomjournal.com/Blog/forget-resolutions-set-goals-instead/" mce_href="http://www.thewisdomjournal.com/Blog/forget-resolutions-set-goals-instead/"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; on this topic.  I've decided to enlist the help of WJ's framework of 4 goal types to sculpt my 2009 game plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Four goal types are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1. Financial&lt;br /&gt;2. Physical&lt;br /&gt;3. Emotional&lt;br /&gt;4. Mental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My 2009 Financial Goals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. GET A JOB - I have been Unemployed since October of 2008.  Being that the Bay Area is experiencing the most layoffs since their last bubble burst, jobs I desire are hard to come by.  BF and I have agreed that it is time to look for profitable work to get us through at least our &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCLWqqClnI/AAAAAAAAAgc/j3MDZG_K4Vs/s1600-h/1127279_59313338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCLWqqClnI/AAAAAAAAAgc/j3MDZG_K4Vs/s320/1127279_59313338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300889982939076210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;financial goals.  That means it's time for me to brush up on my Accounting skills and rearrange the resume.  Number crunching, here I come! (I will continue to look for work I like, of course, but I can't afford to hold out for my dream job at the moment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pay down 50% of my debt - Due to my aforementioned unemployment, I was unable to make great headway on my debt after October 2008.  I am proud to say that the credit cards were not used for anything other than my automatic gym membership and BF's Starbucks habit.  My confidence in reaching this goal is strong after making it through the holiday season without catapulting my debt right back to it's starting point!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a. pay off WaMu completely within 4 months of acquiring a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;d. reduce Citi to well under 10k by the end of the year (under 8k if I manage to land a job in Q1 of the year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My 2009 Physical Goals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reach my New Goal Weight of 129lbs - yes, 129, not 130.  I am a "justifier", If I make my goal 130, then I will consider the goal accomplished at 134 lbs, but if I set it at 129, then I will have to make it there to consider that a success.  Why?  I have no idea, I just know that 129 is the best weight goal for success.  I currently weigh in at about 143 (it was 141 just last week, I blame &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCLmimNiHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/83DfONjlj_Q/s1600-h/1056251_12552382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCLmimNiHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/83DfONjlj_Q/s320/1056251_12552382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300890255653439602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;menstruation and Christmas candy).  Shedding 14lbs over 12 months is incredibly reasonable, especially since I set a foundation for exercise &amp;amp; healthy eating with my 2008 race training regimens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Train and Race a Bike with BF - I'm starting to feel a little bit run down by the constant training runs, so much so that I've only been running my long runs to prepare for my next race (yes, I know, opening myself up to injuries).  I have no intention to give up running, I even have a goal related to running, but I need a new challenge and a break from training.  Biking will be great since BF loves it and is always trying to get me to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Run at least 15 miles each week - This excludes the two post race weeks when I simply cannot run in order to ensure knee health.  Elliptical training will not count towards the 15 miles and the 15 miles should be divided into at least 2 days (not that there was much chance I planned to run 15 miles in one stint).  Why am I making this a goal?  Because, as I mentioned, I am getting tired of training, but I can't deny the good it has done for my body and mind, this goal is as much emotional as it is physical.  Running keeps me tight and firm; it also give me time to reflect and take in my life.  Since I began running (without a buddy) I've become so much more appreciative of all I have and stopped wanting all the time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My 2009 Emotional Goals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Come up with a few things that need improvement in my emotional life - As I touched on with running, I have learned to appreciate more and want less.  Now I need to reflect more on myself.  What am I lacking? What do I have to offer? How can I improve my friendships and relationships?  BF is always happily announcing my attitude improvements over the last year, I was definitely a handful prior to my &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCL5bdkz-I/AAAAAAAAAgs/Spdigrgo-JY/s1600-h/584232_41347607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCL5bdkz-I/AAAAAAAAAgs/Spdigrgo-JY/s320/584232_41347607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300890580155682786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;running days (and I still am, just a much more manageable one!); but I think I need to dig a little deeper and see where else I can improve.  I've learned to understand my actions and faults and where they come from, now I would like to see if I could healthily approach them and eliminate them.  Making this plan is my goal: not necessarily achieving all these changes by the end of the year.  This will be the most difficult goal to keep and the easiest to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Blog 2-3 times per week - I toyed with the idea of putting this under Mental Goals, but I feel that blogging is one way I introspect.  The more I write, the more aware I become of myself and anything else I happen to be posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Network! - I can be a very social and outgoing person with my friends and peers.  However, when it comes to professional settings (of any kind) I am tongue tied and shy.  I would like to build my intellectual confidence in 2009 much like I did my physical confidence in 2008.  This might require a whole lot more work than running!  (this entry started in mental goals and was moved into emotional goals after I began to write that it's not networking I dislike, it's the fact that I feel inadequate in professional settings that sets me back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My 2009 Mental Goals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Take at least 2 Classes - I plan to attend Chinese classes beginning next week to check out the teacher.  I haven't registered yet, I want to get a feel for it first.  BF is super excited about this goal, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCMgYCNpqI/AAAAAAAAAg0/fCedeB5UG80/s1600-h/1067843_29644623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCMgYCNpqI/AAAAAAAAAg0/fCedeB5UG80/s320/1067843_29644623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300891249250510498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he's been taking Chinese for about a year now and would like us to travel to China in the near future, and I am always game for a good trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Read at least 2 books per month - The hidden goals here are (1) watch less TV and (2) spend less time on the internet.  I considered making those my goals, but I knew that wouldn't work for me.  I am not good at self restraint.  If I, instead, make an actionable goal that, by default, takes time away from my vices, then I will have really accomplished 3 things through the act of just one.  Yeah, I have to trick myself like that sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My 2009 Miscellaneous Goals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCM-1wEtVI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Y6z9vF7c1YQ/s1600-h/777447_87651460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCM-1wEtVI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Y6z9vF7c1YQ/s320/777447_87651460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300891772623566162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Learn to Knit hats and blankets - I just know scarves at the moment.  Maybe this is a mental goal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Post "Link Love" Blogs 2-3 times per month - I love the blogs I read, I want to share them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-4777945547607090858?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4777945547607090858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=4777945547607090858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4777945547607090858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4777945547607090858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-my-goals.html' title='2009 - My Goals'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCLWqqClnI/AAAAAAAAAgc/j3MDZG_K4Vs/s72-c/1127279_59313338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-4424861761796578617</id><published>2008-12-31T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:50:20.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 - It's a Wrap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCI6QSXH0I/AAAAAAAAAgM/5hwe1jU3tDw/s1600-h/1124434_24772416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCI6QSXH0I/AAAAAAAAAgM/5hwe1jU3tDw/s320/1124434_24772416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300887295800844098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);" mce_style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial Black;"&gt;In 2008 I Learned:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to like myself.&lt;br /&gt;to cook.&lt;br /&gt;the importance of saving money.&lt;br /&gt;it's okay to change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;to examine and evaluate my emotions and reactions.&lt;br /&gt;I am loved, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to plan EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;that having nothing to do is sometimes great.&lt;br /&gt;to shop a little less.&lt;br /&gt;stress relief comes in laughs and sweat.&lt;br /&gt;there are endless ways to improve my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);" mce_style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial Black;"&gt;My 2008 Accomplishments:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran 2 1/2 marathons, and trained for 3.&lt;br /&gt;I lost 2 full dress sizes and over 10lbs.&lt;br /&gt;I gained muscle, shape, and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;I paid off one credit card completely.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped using any borrowed money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 goals to come... In the mean time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have A Great New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-4424861761796578617?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4424861761796578617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=4424861761796578617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4424861761796578617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/4424861761796578617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-its-wrap.html' title='2008 - It&apos;s a Wrap!'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCI6QSXH0I/AAAAAAAAAgM/5hwe1jU3tDw/s72-c/1124434_24772416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6452735955681008115.post-3654591150526410827</id><published>2008-12-04T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:27:07.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Revamp &amp; Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCDgnS9w_I/AAAAAAAAAfs/q9XcfbdBv74/s1600-h/heart_tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCDgnS9w_I/AAAAAAAAAfs/q9XcfbdBv74/s320/heart_tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300881357742654450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried the fitness blog and I don't think that was broad enough for me to keep up.  I love musing about fitness goals, struggles and attempts, but there is so much more going on in my life.  I have a million things on my mind at any given moment.  I want to share more of those in addition to my food and fitness adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As some might know, I was recently laid off and have been unable to find a fulfilling full time corporate position in this brutal job market.  Surprisingly though, I have never been happier.  Initially I thought I would get bored and listless, and while I do have my moments, I have mostly been busy and chipper!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I spent a couple weeks with my family and friends in Chicago, then hosted a close college friend, got some in-house to-dos taken care of, and now I am working on some freelance social marketing with a former colleague and mentor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyone who has known me for over 2 months would probably tell you I am a high drama, worrisome, stressed out sweetheart.  Well, they are now 75% wrong!  With the exception of a road rage outburst here and there, I am relaxed and happy these days despite the million things that are keeping me busy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't give all the credit to losing my job.  It helps that I am lucky enough to have a BF that is constantly encouraging, a family that is endlessly supportive, cats that keep me giggling, and a circle of friends that are honest, loyal, and funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6452735955681008115-3654591150526410827?l=lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3654591150526410827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6452735955681008115&amp;postID=3654591150526410827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3654591150526410827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6452735955681008115/posts/default/3654591150526410827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefitnessmoney.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-revamp-happiness.html' title='Blog Revamp &amp; Happiness'/><author><name>Love, Fitness, Money, More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700773415400629202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SYaR8LLWDuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uvQeSYv9K4Y/S220/heart_tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qA7-UP-6ht4/SZCDgnS9w_I/AAAAAAAAAfs/q9XcfbdBv74/s72-c/heart_tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
