Birthday Madness

At the beginning of August my husband decided to kill me with events for his birthday. You see he is unlike any other man I know and gets really excited about his birthdays. Normally, he likes to do a few things but this year we had so many events that just happened to fall during his birthday week that Chad scammed me into all of them.

 

Now, if you know me... I have limits. I like alone time... I like staying in my house all weekend and not seeing a soul. So, mentally prepping for the mass amount of social interaction was pretty intense. Chad didn't really have a great birthday last year so this year I really wanted to make sure he had a blast and I can say without a doubt I think this was his best birthday ever.

 

I'm going to (try) and do a short recap of events: 

 

Thursday (Aug. 1st) we kicked off his birthday week with a Pepper show at the Showbox at the Market. Chad had a gig at Hard Rock that day as well for happy hour so since we were already going to be downtown and Pepper (one of our favorite Reggae bands) was playing right next door we decided to make a night of it. The show was AMAZING. Pepper did not disappoint but the photo booth at the venue did. Our pictures came out wet and blurry - how rude. If you go there save your $4 and give that machine a kick for me.

 

Check out my Instagram to see a kickass video from that night and don't forget to follow me to keep up with all my adventures in real time.

 

We had a little down time that weekend but Chad requested my special Stromboli pizza on Friday night and a dinner date to Outback (his favorite) on Saturday. Sunday we had plans to go to our friend Terras and have a movie marathon in her complexs private theater. I got really excited about this movie event and pretended that Chad was really turning 5 instead of 31. Que the ninja turtle plates, movie candy bar, popcorn, Mexican food, and a jumbo cookie cake.

 

All of which you can see on my Instagram.

 

All of our friends suck because they are all healthy and junk so hardly any cookie cake was eaten and we ended up coming how with 90% of all the candy. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!

 

Seriously, only the bottom half was eaten. Chad's name was still pretty much intact. Weak people WEAK. Needless to say I made him take it all to work with him so I couldn't eat any.

 

The next night was the BIG event. Chad opened for Long Beach Rehab at Rooney's in Woodinville and a ton of our friends came out. He got to meet Q-Ball from Sublime fame and play with Patrick and ex member of Bad Brains. For Chad... it was getting to play with some of his idols and he was smiling from ear to ear the entire night.

 

 

 

The next day (Aug. 6th) was Chads actual birthday and I took off work so we could spend the day together. We woke up, went to the gym, and then went to Denny's for his FREE Grand Slam breakfast that you get on your Birthday! (Just bring your ID to prove it at any Denny's location)

 

The rest of the day was spent playing video games and watching movies with a Sublime and Iration concert later that night. I kinda sorta punked out on the concert... I just couldn't deal with having to go stand in a field for 4 hours so Chad went with his bestie Jarred and had a great time.

 

His Birthday week was officially over and when it was all said and done I asked him if he had a good one. He point blank said this was the best week of my life so, I'll take that as a nod for wife of the year.

I love you Chad. Every one of your birthdays is the best to me because if you hadn't been born I wouldn't have my soul mate. You are my everything. My world. When your dreams happen mine do too and I'll always be there supporting you. You have a heart of Gold and I feel so lucky that you gave it to me. I cherish you, my sweet sweet Chad.

 

 

 



The Human Water Bed

Me at every one of my husbands shows...
Talking to my husband mind you. I'd never speak to a waitress like that.

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Last night, I went to my favorite class at my gym: Body Works Plus Abs. It should just be called, "Squats, Lunges, Satan, and Abs class" but I guess that might scare some people off. Anyways, I LOVE this class. Every time I go I have to say a little prayer before walking up the steps to our 2nd floor apartment at the end of the night due to the sheer beating my legs, butt, and arms take. Last week we worked out abs so hard I couldn't sit up straight later that night on the couch. IT HURT TO BREATHE! Now, why do I love this class you ask? Because it's freaking fun and super hard. So hard I silently mouth very bad words and sweat like a pig constantly. Some nights, however; I end up feeling like a failure. I'm taking next week off from working out while on vacation (Yes, I know I'm supposed to work out while on vacation but well, I just wasn't raised to believe in such a thing.) and I wanted to have a really good/strong/hard/intense week before. Well, if you honestly want to know how I felt about class last night...


I am bloated, miserable, bitchy, sweaty, tired, and cranky. Have you ever tried to work out while your stomach is bloated? The stupidest thing I've ever done. I literally felt like a human water bed while "attempting" several different cruches. Disgusting.

However, what they say is true... just go do it anyway because I'm pretty proud I got that workout done last night even though I still feel like a human water bed that someone has now beaten.

I'm tapering! Yea, that's it.

As of lately I have not been wanting to run at all.

I'm cheating on the treadmill with a (new to me) elliptical type machine that really works the back of my thighs and my ass. Like hurts so good. Bound and determined (not really) to run tonight I got on the treadmill to run a mile but then I just thought to myself after a whopping .30 mile, "screw this shit I don't wanna do it I'm getting on the other machine" CK was working out with me and since there is only 2 cardio machines in our apt gym I made him switch with me. Good thing he doesn't hate the treadmill right now and I got on my little gem and worked this big ass out.

However, I feel like a failure at running and like I went from running 5 miles (biggest achievement of my life) to wanting to kill myself over the .30 I tried to do tonight. But then after dinner and while watching some scary TV in honor of Halloween I was reading one of my favorite blogs and I figured it out... I'm tapering. Or at least this is what I'm going to tell myself so I can feel better about it. You ask, Terri what are you tapering for? Well, nothing damnit I'm just going to stop running as long and hard right now and I'm not going to feel guilty about because I'm going to say I'm tapering. There we go. Take that guilt and shove it! I will have my "marathon" next week of oh say... 3 miles just to make this an official taper. Okay, so there is my goal 3 miles on Wednesday....yup. Ready Go.

PS. EATWATCHRUN we were walking in Downtown Kirkland, WA the other day and we saw this and I had to get a picture for you - anytime I see rabbits I think of you (in a totally non stalkerish way..maybe)....

Two big bunnies

 and RunningofftheReeses anytime I see a Reese's now I have to eat one because of you. I'm going to have to stop following you if I can't kick that damn habit. Tisk Tisk. Oh, and something is wrong with your 15 things Friday post and I can't open the damn page Wahh!


I also think I took a shower too soon after my spray tan tonight...I'm not as dark as I should be...that's okay though.. I work at a tanning bed now so I'll just get another tomorrow. Oh glory days!

Disclaimer: This was a completely random and scatterbrained post and no children were harmed during it's drafting.

I'll be back

My life is like one big tornado right now... we are in our new apartment and all of our stuff is here (I'm once again behind on posting and expect lots of make up posts in the future) Here's the main stuff: My mom and best friend are amazing and helping us every step of the way. My friend Jarred that lives and works up here has  helped us so much I can't even start to explain but with all that being said I still have no time to blog right now. I'll be back later this week once things are put in their place (I'm a little OCD I think) and life starts getting a little more normal. Moving is tough, but  man moving across the country is insane... and I'm crazy for doing it. So far so good though.. we are loving it.

As the terminator would say:

"I'll be back"

One of our stops on our amazing road trip... blogs to come.

PS. This world is amazing, get out there and explore it!

Do you ever feel guilty for not blogging enough?

  ---- I do!