hobbies...

I've had a lot of hobbies in my life. I'm easily interested in things but I have a really hard time following through. I used to love music. I still do, but not like I used to. I keep telling myself I'm going to get back to playing the piano, violin and guitar. I've also always wanted to take voice lessons but I've never gotten around to it. Now we lug around a key board, a violin and 2 guitars to every place we move. I also took ice skating, ballet, tap, and gymnastics growing up. I revisted ice skating and ballet a little in college so of course I had to get the stuff that goes along with it.

I had a period in middle school and high school where I got into tennis and bowling. That was mostly from tagging along with my brother and his friends. So I acquired a tennis racquet. I didn't get the bowling shoes until college when we started going every week. Of course, as soon as I bought shoes we stopped going. I started up with golf in high school. My brother and I usually shared a set of clubs. I got my own clubs when we were in Colorado.

College brought on the rollerblades, skiis, hockey stick, racquet ball and my collection of Bibles. Then I got married and thought I must have a sewing machine. I've had that sewing machine for 4 years now and the only time it was used was when I was somehow able to make garters for our squadron ladies. Most of that credit goes to my husband who was the one who kind of figured out how the darned thing works. I also started my collection of scrapbooking stuff.

When I got to Texas, we added stamping accessories that are still in their original packaging. Then came the dogs and all the dog stuff. We did dog training, I wanted to start dog agility but all the clubs were too far away. All the while I have my expanding collection of cookbooks, none of which I had ever used until now. I also decided I wanted to be a photographer. I convinced myself it was worth it to buy a DSLR because eventually we'd have kids and I'd want to take pictures of them. 3 years later, no kids...and hardly any pictures. Sadly 3 new models have come and gone since I bought my camera. I also bought a mountain bike after we moved far away from the mountains and found out I'm too chicken to go mountain biking!

Now my thing is fitness. So we got the workout DVDs, the adjustable dumbbells, balance ball, 3 yoga mats, stretch bands, and so on and so forth. I'm also into cooking. Good thing I already have my pots, pans and cookbooks. We have our boogie boards ready for Hawaii (we bought them during our vacation there). We've already discussed surfing and kayaking.

So what is my point? We have too much stuff!!! We can't continue these army moves accumulating all this stuff everywhere we go. Of course the worse part is, it's all my stuff! I refuse to get rid of any of it, so the only thing that's left is to actually use some of it.

I need to make a list of goals I plan on accomplishing in the next 6 months before our next move. I've already started the goals of getting in shape and learning how to cook. I'd love to learn how to use my camera before we get to Hawaii so I can actually take pictures as soon as I get there (while resisting the urge to purchase photoshop). I found a sewing class at a local college where I can get the basics down. I'd love to make at least one scrapbook. We've actually been using our mountain bikes, sadly we've been using them as road bikes. I do still enjoy an occasional game of golf. We'll start with that. I'm starting to both bore myself and exhaust myself while typing this entry.

Making lists

I find that if I don't make lists or schedules for myself, I will get absolutely nothing accomplished. Now I'm not saying that I get everything on the list accomplished but I usually get at least 75% of the tasks done. The other 25% is usually sacrificed when I log onto facebook or start blogging! I made my "to do" list on Sunday and for some reason this week seems very daunting. Perhaps it's because I didn't have a list last week so everything I was supposed to do was never done.

I haven't been able to get myself to go to the gym after all the muscle pain this weekend. I got the hubby P90X for his birthday so he forced me to do that last night. All I wanted was to eat cheesecake! I was really not in the mood to exercise so he chose the yoga one so it wouldn't be as strenuous. I'm not a good yoga person...I giggle a lot and distract other people. P90X yoga is no joke. We were both sweating when the sessions was over. Me, not as much because I didn't push myself ...I don't like it when my muscles shake! I don't want to feel the burn! AND I still ate my cheesecake when I finished my session. I refused the turkey deli meat my husband offered me in exchange. Seriously? Turkey vs cheescake....is that even a choice?

I wanted to go to a fitness class today but somehow I forgot to include it on my to do list. Oh wait, I did write "work out." Shoot, well we'll see. I already missed the good class of the day...

I'm getting old...

All my muscles hurt! In particular, my legs but my arms aren't feelin' too great either. I skipped out on the gym for a week...the longest time I've not worked out since I got back "home." So on Friday, I decided to do 3 fitness classes. First off, I ate breakfast right before I left for the gym. Less than an hour later, that breakfast and I re-visited each other. It was bad...I was nauseated for the whole class and eventually my stomach decided it was not going to take the abuse any longer! I felt better after my bathroom break so I continued on with the other classes. I tried to throw a 2 mile run into the mix but I knew my limitations.

On Saturday I decided to add some more aches and pains to my already sore muscles with a 7-8 mile bike ride. It was supposed to be an easy bike ride since it was on a paved trail through the woods but I'm too chicken to go down hills so I road the brakes all the way down. I'm also afraid of curves so I had to almost come to a stop to round bends. Then I'm not fit enough to make it back up the hills. Unfortunately my mountain bike will never meet a mountain side.

I can't believe my other half turned 30 this week. I knew it was coming up since a certain friend of mine has already hit 30 this year...but it just brings it that much closer to me. It's just a number, not a big deal...but for some reason in my head it kind of is.

I made a new friend last week. We met at a wives get together thing. We both seem to be talkers so this should be interesting. We're going to get together this week so wish me luck. I've had people ask me how people could not like me...I don't know... maybe you should ask the thousands of woman on this post that don't! Sometimes I feel like maybe I should tone myself down a little bit. Maybe seem a little less eager to make friends. But then I figure, eventually they'll have to meet the real me and if they can't handle it...I'd rather know now.

This weekend...

It's a long weekend! It's weird because every day is the same for me. Weekends don't really mean anything to me anymore. Usually we're stuck at home with the hubby doing homework and I'm doing whatever I normally do. But last weekend we ventured out to Atlanta. We saw Alton Brown at a live Good Eats show and had a great dinner at a Chinese restaurant. One that actually serves more authentic food. Sure the menu was in Chinese and we were chancing it when my husband randomly pointed at something and said "I have no idea what that is but we'll take it." It turned out to be a delightful 5 course meal with soup, chicken, fish, vegetables, and dessert.

This weekend we're going to bring the dogs to a special Atlanta Braves game. It's "Bark in the Park" an annual fundraiser for shelters. We're staying at a dog friendly hotel where we'll be within 2 miles of a dog park. We might check out a hot air balloon festival on Saturday. I'd love to ride in one but I don't know how the tickets work for that.

On Tuesday, the hubby officially turns old...I mean 30. His parents sent us a wonderful package with some of his favorite foods to make sushi with. Yup, they next day mailed fish to us. So there's a lot going on in the next few days but first tomorrow will be decontamination day. Having 4 dogs in the house for a week kinda makes the house smell like a kennel. Time to get rid of that and any leftover traces of poo...