Happiness is having best friends

The title of “Best Friend” to some is a competitive title. There are tears, shoulders are cried on, hugs are squeezed out, homework is shared, memories are made, dates are vetted. Girls fight for the position, and get jealous when others are given the title to share. This person, or sometimes persons, is the one who stands by your side as you grow into a wonderful human. Sometimes you have one best friend. Sometimes two. Sometimes you change friends, since sometimes a best friend is just who you really need in that period of time.

I had a best friend in high school. She was exactly what I needed. A real friend who wasn’t a compulsive liar about everything. Someone who challenged me to be smart and embrace challenge, and who also grew my artistic nature. Losing her friendship was hard. Breaking up with a friend will be a topic for another post.

Luckily, I kept two wonderful ladies from high school. Equally, they set the bar high for intelligence. I gained confidence in my academics as AP classes and college were expected routes in our circle of friends. This was something that was new to me. My family never expected much of me and even encouraged me to drop out of college at some point. After high school we separated to colleges in different states and shared troubles in making new friends. Lindsey went to Oregon, Arielle went to Texas, and I spent some time in Idaho before finishing college in our home state of Arizona.

When I got engaged, Arielle and Lindsey were the first names to come to my mind. I never thought of anyone else. I sent them Pokeball announcements that read somewhere along the lines of “I choose you to be my bridesmaids!” It was juvenile and nerdy, a total throwback for some of us! They held fast through the stress of a wedding and proved to be just the right kind of grounded people I needed in my life as I was not prepared for the drama others would bring to my wedding.

Post wedding our friendship remained strong. We shared IUD insertion experiences, lamented about our jobs together, and share funny thoughts. We’ve travelled between states for each other and make plans for future trips. We’ve had a conversation going between the three of us on the Facebook messenger APP for what seems to be years now with no signs of slowing.

These ladies taught me to be a wonderful human. We allow each other to rant. We allow each other to let the rough edges of our human nature show, and we support the good ideas while providing advice for the ones that need refinement.  I am so lucky to have them.

Any relationship is tricky. Some friendships will last forever. Some will only last a period of time even if they seem like they will never end. Every friendship will serve a purpose and you will learn from it and grow.

Lindsey and Arielle are my best friends, and I fucking love them! ❤

Happiness is traveling to surprise your family

We all wear leather jackets on an airplane, right?

First comes the idea. The thought of traveling somewhere for some purpose. Perhaps in Bali for romance, of Vegas for fun. In my case, it was Maryland for a surprise!

After the idea came the financing. My half sister (who has 6 month old twins. We’ll just call her J) had a crazy idea of flying me out to Maryland to meet the babies, and to surprise our sister (we’ll call her H) at her baby shower. Since most of my pay check goes to my mortgage and student loans, I definitely did not have the cash to travel, so she offered to pay half.

With the plan in motion, I set to pack everything! This included a swimsuit for the temperamental east coast and gifts for my host and the baby shower! My days became preoccupied with the planning and excitement for the trip. This helped me to save money… I would spend so much time daydreaming that I wouldn’t feel the need to go out for some retail therapy!

My flight out to Maryland was just fine. I was lucky enough to have an empty seat next to me! On the flight I turned out to be pretty anxious. This would only be my second time ever seeing my half sister J, and I would be meeting her twins and husband for the first time ever. In fact, this man I never met would be picking me up from the airport. What if the babies were scared of me? What if he thought I was weird? What if I wasn’t helpful enough? What if … jeez. So much insecurity!

The Inflight movie was Ride Along 2, so I settled for a book and music.

Anyway… Everything went perfectly there. Once I landed my brother in law had so much to talk about that there was never a moment of silence! He was like an older version of my husband. And the babies… the babies, bunnies, and dogs all were amazing!

Eventually J, the babies, and myself made it to NJ. J had planned to meet H at our hotel and she was on her way! J, the babies, and I settled down for dinner in the lobby keeping an eye on the door. The moment of truth came when H entered. I could tell it took a moment to process. H and her brood stood for a few moments before she began to cry (those pregnancy hormones are crazy).

All in all, it was a crazy weekend full of surprise and spit ups. I wouldn’t trade it for the world!


Happiness is Tone It Up! (TIU)


I’ve been a Tone It Up girl since the Love Your Body series started in 2014. My wedding spurred me to change my relationship status with fitness on a more consistent level. I had always been on and off again with fitness. At times I would rip my workouts to shreds with puddles of sweat on the floor. Then there would be times when I would hide my running shoes.

The TIU community has always been amazing. Since I’ve been active in the community for the past 2 years, I seen so much change from other women. I’ve seen women build each other up and create lasting friendships.


insta4  I am my most consistent with workouts when there is a challenge at hand. On Instagram, I usually participate in the TIU workouts, and occasionally pick up others.

Every night, I set aside my workout and work clothing. I portion out my pills. I wake up at 6:30 a.m., start with some yoga (Yoga with Adriene is amazing), feed the dogs at 7:00 a.m., Do my TIU workouts, shower at 7:45 a.m.; then it’s out the door to work 9:00a.m.-8:00p.m.

I wouldn’t be able to do it without the TIU support. My postures never have to be perfect, but I hope to improve. I see it with the TIU team all the time!

insta2It’s just so much fun to be a park of my own and everyone elses’ fitness journey!

Here is to any one or any TIU girl who is in search for happiness. If you are ever in search of happiness, sometimes it’s easily found in the form of online camaraderie. Stay wonderful babes!

Happiness is found in Whole Foods!

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I pride myself in eating mostly healthy foods. I work out, I eat to fuel my body, I buy healthy foods… and usually half way through my day I crack and buy something sweet. *ahem* Anyway. One day I paid my first visit to Whole Foods. I am a west side Arizona girl, and Whole Foods is on the East side of town about 40 minutes away from me. I came here only by happenstance.

My Portlandian friend lovingly dubs Whole Foods “Whole Paycheck” because of the prices and amazing variety of foods available. I went in to merely stroll around, and ended up dropping $30!

I mean, can you blame me? Just look at those sweets all tucked away behind that case. Clearly they all needed to be freed. 🙂 Glad I could help.

Happiness in fantasies

I’ve reached my slump at work again.

Every summer, I hit a slump at work. I start to hate my job. I dread the beep in my ear, I feel like my butt is deflating in my seat, and my headaches are almost psychosomatic. I call this S.A.D. for summer. I love my company and benefits, but call centers are so draining.

Every morning on my commute to work, I fantasize about pretty much anything. The number one fantasy is that of my dream job- and no surprise here- but it doesn’t include a call center. My ideal morning would start out by teaching yoga in a studio filled with fluffy kittens/ puppies/ bunnies. Sometimes yoga involves a therapeutic purpose helping children with disabilities. After yoga, I go to work volunteering. Cleaning animal cages as shelters, hiking and doing environmental surveys, teaching something, and overall just being useful. A call center does not fit into my fantasy.

I want something more from my career. I want diverse responsibilities. I want to not be chained to my desk. I want to work inside and outside. I want to be useful in this wonderful world.

Sometimes I think I want to much. Is it so bad that my job pays my bills? It has great stability, awesome benefits, the company is innovative and listens to it’s employees.  How can one tell if the issue is the company, the job, or oneself?

My first adult job is at my current company. I have been in a call center for 3 years, and I want out. *sigh* Time to do yoga with my puppies! 11230855_10204608192195884_5018366415779690605_n