OMG! Chai Tea Lattes!

This needs to be said... I am IN LOVE with Starbucks! Yes, even more than I was before.

So I'm kind of a dork when it comes to my Starbucks. As soon as I found out they had a reward program... I was on it! Within a month, I received my pretty gold Starbucks card with my name on it. But that's not what I'm so excited about!

I love chai tea lattes. Adore them! But they are so packed with sugar that I usually opt out of getting the latte and just get a chai tea. Well, I made a special and seriously life altering discovery today! I found out you can get a chai tea latte with no sugar! You get it with tea bags instead.

I walked by Starbucks today and figured I would give my new chai latte discovery a shot. My exact thoughts were "I'm sure it will be an acquired taste..." Especially after drinking the sugary ones for so long.

So I get my chai, get in my car, drive back to work and finally taste this latte.... O....M....G! Amazing! Better than the sugar version. I am absolutely in heaven!

I am serious when I tell you, this is the best thing to happen to me since my wedding!

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

Playgrounds are for Playing

Think bullying is just for the school yard? You thought wrong.

I am sure everyone can remember a time in their life that they were bullied as a child. A fellow classmate called you names, took your property, physically hurt you? That child may have gotten a time out or discipline at home, but how can you really blame him?!

I look around every day and all I see is bullying. I see it among children, among adults, in the workplace, in the tabloids... I see it everywhere! It makes me wonder how we can expect our children to act respectfully, when all they see around them is bullying?

I know my little blog with (if I'm lucky) 100 readers wont make a huge difference, but if I can make one person think twice, I will be satisfied.

We are all guilty. We have all been the bully at one time of another! People sometimes don't realize that what they are doing is bullying! I'm guilty of this as well. And it is not until somewhat recently that I realized how easy ti can be to bully someone! It seems as in our society, it has become so intergrated, we don't even notice bullying anymore.

Although I had a fairly easy childhood as far as bullying went (teenage years and adulthood were not so easy at times), a friend of mine on the other hand, did not. He would come home from school black and blue. He would get called names, picked on and beat. I'm sure more than half of you reading this had that same experience in one way or another. Can he put the blame on those other kids? Or is everyone in society to blame? And, although he was the one who was being bullied as a child, I have seen him be the bully as an adult. So how is it that after being called names and feeling first hand how it feels, would someone do the same to another person?

It makes me crazy when people say that bullying is "just part of being a kid". I want to scream! People think bullying is just a little fight in the play ground... It's so much bigger than that. Bullying of all kinds, whether it be hurtful actions, mistreating or controlling another person, verbal or non-verbal, leads to decreasing a person's self worth. What does someone have if they don't have their self worth?

So many sad things are happening to children and adults alike as a result of bullying! It breaks my heart and I wish there was something I could do about it! The only thing I can do is watch what I say, watch how I treat people, be aware and treat all others with respect. Sure, there will always be people I just don't get along with, or people who don't like me, but is that a good excuse to be disrespectful? You have no idea what someone is going through and why they are the way that they are.

When I was young, there was a guy who bullied the other kids in the playground and I remember his mother laughing it off. She thought it was funny. How would the tables have turned had that been her child getting kicked in the playground? Would that have been funny too?? How can this child know that his behavior is destructive when his mother is laughing about it? Where do you think he learned to bully?

My mom always used to tell us: "If you can't say something good, don't say anything at all." I used to just brush it off and make jokes! But she was so right. What good will come of it? If we all respected each other, respected who each person was and embraced what it is that makes each person unique, this wouldn't be a problem anymore... But we as adults need to set that example for our children. We as a society needs to set that example.

Be kind to one another.

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

Sunday Funday

Sunday night my husband and I went to a comedy show. We went to watch the Wayan brothers.

Anyways, we left the house in the afternoon, did some running around and had a visit with a good friend. My jeans were tight, but I could still function just fine in them. So we walked around the mall, did a bit of shopping, grabbed a Starbucks and had a chat. Perfect Sunday afternoon.

We headed to the restaurant for some food before the show. As I ate, my jeans got tighter and tighter, until I just unbuttoned by top button. Its more comfortable to sit anyways. No one could see as my shirt was hiding it, but I was uncomfortable since they were so tight! We ate our meal, had a drink, talked and relaxed.

Soon enough, time came to head over to the comedy club. I stand up and turn my back to the restaurant so I can do up my button.... It wont do up! it was like I magically gained 5 pounds in a 60 minute time span. I could not get that button done up. So I just left it for that moment and was going to hit up a bathroom before the show started.

We get inside the show and I walk up to the bathroom. After 5 minutes of struggling with this button and as sweat drips down my forehead, I realized that there is no way it is going to button up! So i just left it. Whatever, one button open, no one will notice, my zipper was closed, thank goodness.

I head back to my seat and the show starts. Through out the show, my zipper gradually started to open. Eventually, I was actually sitting there with my pants completely undone. Button open, zipper down. What was I supposed to do? I tried somewhat inconspicuously to at least get my zipper up but by then I was so nervous and sweaty, nothing worked.

I had to walk out of the comedy club zipper undone, pretty much holding my jeans up, as to not embarrass myself any further.

I threw those jeans out!

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

Bathroom Break

Saturday nights my husband and I are usually out with friends, visiting or entertaining. This past Saturday was no different. We headed out to a friend's house for a drink. After two glasses of wine, I was feelin' good!

We left their house around 1 a.m. and we both had to use the bathroom. So we raced into the house. I made it first, did my thing and he came right in! So I didn't flush, and as I am washing my hands, he flushes and pees.

"What? You need fresh water for your pee?" I said joking.

He replied with:

"Hunny! If I pee in your pee, then we will have toilet babies and nobody wants that!"

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

The Magic of Starbucks

It's no secret that I have a severe addiction to Starbucks. Although it doesn't call for an intervention quite yet, it can be a problem! It's not even that I am addicted to the drinks either... I don't drink coffee. I order a half-sweet extra hot non fat chai tea latte.... Seriously, so good! But I will not attribute my addiction to the chai lattes. I am addicted to the magic that Starbucks bring (I know, hokey)!

I met my husband at a Starbucks. On August 31st 2008, we had our first date at a Starbucks on the West side of the city. We literally shut the place down. We talked so much and so long, we hadn't realized we had been there for 6 hours until the Barista came over a told us to leave! ... Magic!

Two and a half years later, on March 25th 2011, he took me back to that same Starbucks and proposed! I wasn't going to get into the details of the proposal but now I feel as though I should. I had a bad day at work. He picked me up and to cheer me up, suggested we go to Starbucks. He knows me so well! So we walked in and I grabbed a table while he got the drinks. There was a paper on the table so I started reading, oblivious to what was going on. He came back to the table with our drinks. I ignored him (must have been really into what I was reading...). Then I went to gab a sip of tea and the cup felt empty. I looked at him with a "WTF" face! He didn't say a word. So confused I was going to open the lid to show him that my cup was empty but there was a box inside. I was thinking to myself, "No, he's not proposing to me, he must have gotten me a present!" I opened the box and there he goes starting on his little spiel and asking me to marry him. My reply? "Are you serious?!" Anyways.... Magic!

Well, I was a little stressed with work and such this week so I decided to grab my book and go sit at a Starbucks to relax. I'm crazy into this book I am reading (The Dovekeepers - Alice Hoffman) so I didn't really notice the couple next to me until I realized the girl was crying a little bit. So, naturally, I eaves dropped a bit. They were breaking up! He was using all the classic lives "It's not you it's me", "I'm just not ready to be in a relationship right now", "We can still be friends", blah blah blah! In a nut shell, he was telling her he wanted to be able to sleep with other people.

After they left, I started looking around and I saw a business deal go underway, a couple enjoying a coffee and relaxing, a mother and her little girl having a Starbucks and chatting, four girlfriends chatting, a few students with their books and laptops, a couple that seemed to be on a first date asking all those first date questions and my favourite one of all, I saw an older couple, approximately in their 80s, sipping their coffee, talking and holding hands... Magic!

I <3 Starbucks!

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

The Brooch Bouquet

I have had quite a few people ask me about my wedding bouquet. How did I make it? What is it made of? What made me think of making it? So I figured I would share that with everyone.

As most of you know, I got married recently in Turks and Caicos. If any of you know anything about Turks and Caicos, you know it is EXPENSIVE! To order a wedding bouquet with simple white lilies was going to cost me $600. Well that just wasn't worth it for me. I opted to give my guests a private bar at the reception with that money and I decided to make my bouquet.

I thought it would be a walk in the park.... I was wrong.

First thing I did was I went on a search for broaches. I guess a "traditional" brooch bouquet is made up of only broaches, but I decided that I would incorporate any type of jewellery as long as it was gold, silver or blue. I got some jewellery from my mom, my husband's mom, my grandmother (who passed away last April), some of my close friends.... I incorporated a piece of all the people who are close to me into this project. I went to antique stores, jewellery stores and flee markets across the city. It took me about 3 months until I gathered what I thought would be enough pieces to make my bouquet. I had 60 pieces in total.

After about 30 attempts to make this bouquet in a bunch of different ways, I found what was going to work for me. I purchased a foam ball from Michaels and some pretty turquoise ribbon. I pulled out 3 pencil crayons and jabbed them into the ball to make a stem. I then duct taped the three pencils together to make a solid stem. I hot glued the ribbon so that it wrapped all the way around the foam ball and down the stem covering everything so it was all hidden by the blue ribbon. I then began attaching the pieces to the ribbon. I ripped off all the pins on the broaches and hot glued each piece onto the ball. I bought myself a pretty pearl necklace and glued some pearls where I thought there were holes between the broaches to make the bouquet look fuller. That's really about it...

Once I figured out an easy way to actually assemble it, it really wasn't that bad. I received so many compliments and it is a great original idea for a wedding bouquet.

The only thing I wish is that I had some bridesmaids so I could have made them each one as well. Here are a few idea for anyone who is looking to make a broach bouquet.

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

Oh Marilyn!

Every woman can relate to Marilyn Monroe. Behind this breath-taking beauty who I believe to be one of the most stunning women who ever lived, stood a person whom we could almost see a part of ourselves in. Maybe we just wanted to see a part of ourselves in her.

Let's face it, as women we can sometimes be erratic. I sure know I can. And I know that Marilyn was probably the most erratic of them all. But one thing Marilyn said that I can relate to most of all is:

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."

How many times have you not been at your best and someone just isn't having it? They ignore you. They bring you down. They make you feel worst. But when you are happy and everything is great, they are you're best friend? I think we have all been through that. I sure know I have. Who gives them the right to pick and choose when they want to be your friend? Of course it's much easier when everything is great. Even I will admit that. But it's the ones who stand by you no matter what that really matter. That person who's love and affection never wavers, never changes, no matter what you may be facing.

Don't surround yourself with the people who only want you when you are at your best. It's those friends, lovers, family members, who stand by you through the highs and low that really matter. The people who lift you up in your time of need, those are the people who really love and care for you.

Do yourselves a favour, don't settle for less than that. No one is perfect. Everyone has their moments. Everyone has their ups and their downs.

Don't give anyone who can't handle you at the worst of times the very best of you.

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

What is three years?

Anyone who knows me, knows that drunk driving sickens me to my very core. It is the most disgusting and selfish act anyone can do. My blood boils just thinking about it.

The other day, my husband and I were coming home from a friend's house after a little visit. We noticed a van driving all over the road. I figured he was texting. When we sped up to pass him, he was not texting at all. So we drove ahead of him to minimize the risk of him hitting us... Well, when we went to turn off toward our house, he came within inches of hitting the passenger side of the truck, where I was sitting. That's when we knew for sure this guy was drunk. I got on the phone and called the police to report him while my husband followed behind him. Realizing he was being followed he turned into a residential area. We figured that the police know, so we will just go home and leave it in their hands. We turn around and head towards the house but who almost hits us again?! That same van! He stops at the Mac store so we follow him into the parking lot while I call the police again. Anyways, after all this, the police showed up at the Mac store. We gave them our statement and went home. I am so proud of the both of us, because by getting this guy off the road, we may have saved a life that night. Thank goodness, we will never know.

Although I have never lost anyone due to drinking and driving, many people have. 42% of all motor vehicle deaths are due to alcohol. 42%!!! Why is it that people keep drinking and driving? Don't they see the pain and suffering this act can cause?

The punishment for drinking and driving is laughable. The punishment for drinking and driving causing death is an even bigger joke!!!!

Last February, a 23 year old girl was killed by a 27 year old drunk driver. 23 years old! She had at least another 60 years ahead of her. She never got to graduate from her Pharmacy program, never got to get married, have children and experience all the gifts being alive has to offer. Her life is over. Her family will forever feel the void of loosing her. Can you guess at what this 27 year old drunk driver was sentenced to? ... 3 years! ..... 3 years?! Really?! She robbed a young woman of 60 years.

The "accident" affected her boyfriend, her friends and her family! 3 years?! High school is longer than 3 years! Completing a degree takes longer than 3 years! The Olympics don't even come around every 3 years! What is 3 years?!

What kind of punishment is that? You get behind the wheel and kill someone, and you go to jail for 3 years, when the other person is punished for life! I just don't get it!

Regarding the new drinking and driving law, the expectation is that it will keep drunk drivers off the road. HA! Who ever thought of that is not too bright. Drunk driver's are not going to care if the alcohol tolerance is 0.05 or 0.08! This is not going to stop the drunks who are on the road killing people! It will stop people like me from having a glass of wine with dinner for a fear that it could put me at a 0.05 limit. I'm not too worried. I'll have my wine at home, or my husband will drive. But the drunk driver's who are out there driving are not going to care!

Drunk driving is 100% preventable! Why take the risk in the first place?! Call someone, anyone for a safe ride home. Don't risk the lives of innocent people for your own damn selfishness. There is no excuse!

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

The Shock Factor

Why does my husband try so hard to get a rise out of people? And why is it almost always at my expense?

Just to give you a little example, a few months ago, we were walking through the mall. He was walking so fast and I almost had to jog catch up. Finally, I slow down to walk at my own pace and let him walk a few steps in front of me.... What a mistake!! He takes it upon himself to turn around and yell "Quit following me!!" at the top of his lungs!!! Everyone just starred at me... And I was mortified.

I am constantly wondering what he is going to say or do next...

We were visiting with friends the other day. Everyone is having a good time. We are laughing, joking, telling stories... Someone offers me a glass of wine which I graciously accept. Next thing I know, I feel someone's eyes on me. I look over at my husband who is eye ballin' me! What the heck? Obviously, everyone else notices too!

"Ya?" I ask.

Without hesitation, he says to me: "Are you sure you should be drinking?"

Oh my god! Everyone is staring at us with a question lingering in all of their brains! I am so shocked I can't even speak! After a minute or so, I jump to my own rescue telling everyone that I am not pregnant.

Well the next day, I wake up to 3 or 4 text messages saying "Congratulations!". My husband, of course, thinks that's the funniest thing in the world. Sigh...

What's next?

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

Wednesday's Escapades

Wing Wednesday... Oh how you make me smile!

My husband is an avid Wing Wednesday enthusiast. Almost every Wednesday night, he is out for wings. As of lately, I have been staying home and as a result, have noticed some shrinkage in my stomach and thighs. Yay for me!

One night, I was feeling pretty good about myself and decided to dress up in my little maid outfit for him. At about 9 pm, the time he usually comes home, I quickly changed. So..., I'm in my maid outfit, pacing a little, waiting for him to walk through the front door. For anyone who has been a situation when you are nervous and waiting on someone, one minute feels like ten. I wait, and wait, and wait. Eventually, I sit down on the couch. I watch TV, all the while peeking out the window every two seconds to see if his truck is pulling in the driveway. One hour passes, he is still not home and I am still dressed like a maid.

I usually don't interfere on his joyous wing night, but this was an emergency. There is only so long a woman can wait in a maid outfit. Not to mention, it was not comfortable at all! It took everything in me not to just slip my sweat pants back on! I decided that I can be sexy,... right?! So I stand in front of the mirror and take a picture of myself with my cell phone. After about 20 tries (it is harder than it looks!), I finally get a decent shot that is clear enough to see that I am in fact dressed up like a maid! Send!

No more than 2 seconds later, my phone rings. It's my husband. He proceeds to inform me that he wants me to go hide... Yes, you read correct, hide! As if I am 5 years old and he is going to come find me? No, he wants me to go hide because he has to go to the bathroom but he doesn't want to ruin the surprise and see me until he's done. I couldn't make this up if I tried.

I was actually pretty comfortable sitting on the couch, but I didn't want to "ruin the surprise" for him. I decided to simply grab a blanket and throw it over myself (including my head) so that my husband can run past me.

Ahhh.... married life!

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

Fearless

As you all know by now, Sarah Burke, free skiing pioneerer and 4-time X Games gold mentalist has passed away. Although I don't follow ski or have any connection to Sarah Burke, I feel it is appropriate and important for me to touch on the subject. She truly was a legend, role model and inspiration to women.

When I was around 12 or so, I decided to quit figure skating and to play hockey. I liked hockey! There was no girls team, so I had to play with the boys. At 12 years old, I noticed that there was not an equal playing field for boys and girls in the sport. I had to change in a separate dressing room all by myself because I played on an all boys team. I got called names on the ice. I was treated different because I was a girl. Well, a year later, we moved to a new town where there was a girls hockey team! Even though I was on an all girl's hockey team, there was still a black mark around women's hockey. Our own hockey coach, who was a man, told us that we would never go anywhere with hockey since women can't play hockey. Still makes me mad to this day! Women's hockey was never looked at fairly in comparison to men's hockey... And it still isn't.

Sarah Burke had the same issues with women's free skiing. The Olympics, X Games and other sports competitions would not let her compete because she was a woman! In the world that we live in, we have come so far in so many ways, yet we really haven't gone anywhere in many other aspects. Men and women are still treated differently. After many years of fighting, Sarah was able to get women into competitions and events that were just for men. Sarah was able to compete at the X Games against the men and she won 4 times! After lobbying and fighting to get her sport into the Olympics, she finally succeeded. She was set to compete in the 2014 Olympics in Russia. She really did pave the way for women. It is because of Sarah's efforts that female winter athletes are some of the only athletes in the world who are able to compete equally to men and who receive equal prizes to those of male athletes.

About 7 months ago, as I was doing research and gathering ideas for my own wedding, I stumbled accross Sarah's wedding to Rory Bushfield in Canadian Brides Magazine. Whan I found out what happened to her, that's what hit me the hardest. She was a newlywed. Isn't it always a beautiful story? You meet someone, fall in love and get married. The End?... It doesn't end there. For me, as I'm sure it is for many married women including Sarah, it all started on my wedding day. That was the beginning. Every day I am alive, I get to spend it with the man I love. And what if all that went away? For Rory, her husband, it did. Isn't that any newlywed's worst nightmare? I don't know how it must feel, but I couldn't even imagine the pain of loosing your spouse... It is my biggest fear. I have been praying for him, and for Sarah's family.

My husband and I have a party to go to next Saturday and for that reason, I was going to go shopping this weekend to buy a new dress. This morning, I put the money I was going to use to buy the dress and I donated it to help with Sarah's medical bills. It just felt like the right thing to do. I know my small little donation may not make that big of a difference on their $550,000 medical bill but it will make a difference to me.

I guess what I hope you take away from this today is please don't take one day for granted. Kiss your spouse. Hug your children. Tell them how much you love them. Live your life to the fullest, just like Sarah Burke did.

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

Spanx: My Frienemy

Spanx! So sexy, yet so unsexy!

What is it about Spanx? I was going to say that every woman needs them, but that's not true. I need them! Without Spanx, I just dont feel the same in a dress. I lack the confidence that wearing spanx gives me! It smooths everything over, sucks it all in, what more could a woman ask for?

Well.... I didn't realize this until last night but Spanx are not always my friend.

I was getting ready to go out to dinner with my husband. I look in the mirror and my dress is just not fitting right. I throw on a pair of spanx, and TA!DA! I am sexified! It's amazing what a little pair of shorts can do! I am ready for my night out.

I feel good. I look good. My hubby loves the way I look in my dress. He can barely keep his hands off me all night.

We get home, and as married people do occasionally, we head upstairs to have some adult fun. Well let me tell ya! I completely forgot about my Spanx in the heat of the moment, and when he took my dress off.... He almost almost died laughing. They really are not the most attractive thing when they're out in plain view.

You just can not be sexy and wear Spanx, yet you need Spanx to look sexy. How does that work?!

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

Beautiful

There is such a stigma around weight, wouldnt you say?

Three years ago, heck who am I kidding, one year ago, I would have been mortified to tell anyone my weight, let alone make it public knowledge to anyone and everyone who has access to the internet.

I announced my weight to the world and society would expect me to feel shameful... Just because I am not 5'9 and 120 lbs, I should be embarassed? Only one year ago, I would have been mortified! What changed in the last year to make me feel comfortable sharing such "personal" and almost taboo information about myself?

From the time I was just a little girl, as I'm sure many of you will remember from your own childhood, I was being told, almost trained, to know what beauty looked like. You pick up a magazine, you turn on the TV, you talk to friends... It's all around you. All the beautiful women were different. Some had brown hair, some blonde. Some had blue eyes, some green. Some were tall, some short. What made these women beautiful? They all had one thing in common, they were thin. And from the time I was very young, I thought that the only way a person could be beautiful, was by being thin.

As a young adult, going to college and living on my own for the first time, I would measure my own beauty by how skinny I was compared to my friends. I was never the thinnest girl and thus, during the culmination of my young adult life, I thought I was ugly.

I constantly believed I was being judged by how I looked, and in turn, I judged others on how they looked. A lot of my energy on a daily basis was centred around appearances. What an unhealthy way to live!

At that time in my life, I had two very close friends. Although at the end of the day, I love these women dearly and will forever cherish the memory of my friendship with them, I am thankful that these friendships ended. I don't mean that in a malicious way of any sort, but a lot of my time with these women was spent discussing weight. When you hear someone half your size say "I'm so fat", I couldnt help but think: "What does that make me?". I had zero confidence. (I am definitely not blamming these two women for that!) Dont get me wrong, we had some great times! And to be honest, I had never realized anything was really "wrong" with these friendships until lately.

Over the course of the past year or so, I have formed some new friendships and a new confidence that has really changed my outlook on the subject of weight as a whole.

For one, my close girlfriends and I don't really talk about weight. We talk about our lives, books we are reading, wine we like, places we have travelled to... We do talk about health and various ways to stay healthy, but it is never in a negative way. The conversations are always positive and uplifting.

Seondly, my husband, my very best friend, has been a pillar of strength to me. Every day, not only does he tell me how beautiful I am to him, but he shows me, day in, day out. He sees me for who I am and loves me for just that. Every woman deserves to be treated the way he treats me and I pray that every single one of you finds what I am so incredibly lucky to have.

I am not ashamed that I am 185 lbs. Some might say: "Then why try and loose the weight?" I have two reasons: 1. I want to fit in my jeans again! Do you have any idea how much I paid for some of those darn jeans?! 2. I want to feel healthier. When I am living a more active lifestyle and making sure that what I put into my body will make me stronger, that's what makes me feel good. For me, a weight that I feel good at, is between 155 and 160 lbs. It's not 120 lbs. I'm ok with having some meat on my bones. I actually like it. But I want to feel good inside.

I may not be perfect. I may not be a size 6. But I am me. And whether I am 185 lbs or 130 lbs, whether I am lanky or curvy, I am beautiful because I am me. Just as you are beautiful because you are you.

For so many years, I wished to be thin and not curvy, to have blue eyes and not green, to have small thighs and not thick, to be a size 6 and not a size 10... ok who am I kidding, a size 12! What a waste of energy! Everyone is created with different attributes and that is what makes us beautiful.

If you get anything out of this, please know that you are meant to be just the way you are. The way you are in this very momment, not yesterday, not tomorrow, but today, you are perfect. Know that. Own it. And don't let anyone, ever, take that away from you.

Thanks for reading,

Danielle

Me, open and candid

Well here it is... My first post to my new blog. I have never had a blog before but have been recently inspired by a friend's hilarious blog about her life with her 3 boys and her husband. (www.theseatstaysup.blogspot.com)

Let me introduce myself. I am a 26 year old, just married woman, who, just as most women do, loves food, travelling, wine and shoes. In the midst of my quite uneventfully boring work life, my consequential home life is anything but dull. For one, being married to and living with a man like my husband brings a certain level of craziness to my life.... Actually, it entales all of the craziness in my life. You'll see!

Since getting married (which was only 2 months ago!), I have managed to pack on an extra 15 pounds on an already not-so-skinny body. I decided to share some things with whomever happens to stumble across this blog, and one of those things is my weight as well as my goals. Have you ever had that dreaded moment when you put your jeans on and they are tight? ... That happened to me this morning, but, I couldn't tell you if they were tight, since I couldn't actually get them on! Eeek! I got on the scale and wanted to cry, scream, shout profanities.... well I did that a little bit. I am 185 lbs. But, I am sharing this with you because I have made it a goal to get down to a more reasonable weight. By April 30th, I will be 155 lbs.... Hopefully!

Travelling is my weakness... and food, but let's talk about travelling! My husband and I have a trip planned to Croatia. I decided to take it upon myself to learn the language. Not only is my husband fluent in Croatian, but I want to at least be able to understand what everyone is saying around me while we are there. Hopefully, when we have kids, I will be able to speak to them in English, French and Croatian! The problem is learning the language is actual work! I am not sure if it's old age, or all this fat is getting to my brain, but its hard!

This blog will not be about anything specific really, just me, and my life. I will be candid, honest and open with whomever chooses to read this blog, and hopefully entertain you, all the while showing you a piece of my life.

Thanks for reading,

Danielle