The Friday Diary: Goodbye June

So so, it's that time again. 

It's the end of yet another month in 2012. 

Can you believe it?!

I hate to sound cliche, but really, this year is flying.

I think I say that every year, and I mean it even more every year.

I guess that tells you something about getting older.

Anyway, let's wrap it up.

June feels like it went by so fast that I hardly remember any of it.

I guess that's a big part of why I love blogging: it's a time capsule of our lives. At any point I can look back as far as this blog goes and see where we were a year ago, or two years ago, and so on.

This month I:

Fell in love with Grey's Anatomy, lost a tragic amount of sleep watching it on Netflix, and made it my life's dream to find a best friend like Cristina Yang. I don't need to find a boyfriend like McDreamy. I already have one.

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For the first time in 4 years, I made something that was neither food nor a baby. It was fun.

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And I told you all about the Big C. I guess in regards to that, I owe you an update. It feels a little wrong and overly casual to say this in a post as silly and unimportant as the Friday diary {but how important are any of these posts, really?} but here it is: My dad's cancer spread more than they initially thought after surgery. The tests all came back showing that it has spread to his nearby lymph nodes, and he now has stage 3B Colon Cancer. 

He has to start Chemo immediately.

I promise at some point I'll stop being the Debbie Downer in the room who's always talking about people dying.

At some point.

Now, to lighten the mood, a couple pictures from my phone because I'm too lazy to take any nice ones.

Jackson watching a dust storm roll in.

The kids playing "camp out" in the hall by the front door. Don't ask me why.

And yes I do have boxes of shit I still haven't unpacked in my house, DON'T JUDGE.

Happy Friday.

The Friday Diary: Goodbye May, Hello June

Happy Friday!

And also, Happy June!

Holy crap, it's already June.

Good Lord.

As always, I like to wrap up May, and look forward to June.

Join me, won't you?

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In May....

Returned from Italy

Bill had a birthday

Jack turned 4

My dad FINALLY got his driver's license, after over 20 years without it

And I confessed to the internet at large that I don't shower everyday.

Winning.

All in all, May was a month of a lot of change.

A healthy amount of self realization, and hopefully the catalyst for some more positive change in June.

IN FACT, speaking of positive change, I made a list of June goals, y'all!

I know. 

You're on the edge of your seat.

Well, suffer in anticipation no longer!

In June I will....

Stop smoking....for reals this time. I smoked the last cigarette I had today, and I am refusing to buy more.

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Stick to my ever loving, mother fucking budget. Seriously. I make one every single month, and every single month I fuck it up one way or another. Most of the time it's something small, like an extra five or ten bucks on something, but sometimes, and please don't judge me for this, it's ridiculously out of control. So this is the month! I'M GONNA DO IT.

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Sidenote: I am taking my dad to Oceanside for his birthday on the last weekend of the month...BUT I BUDGETED FOR THAT SO IT DOESN'T COUNT.

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Eat better. I've been getting better and better about the shit I cook. Making more fish, less beef, hardly any pasta anymore. But I still get so freaking lazy and eat out or order pizza more than I should. I'm going to be SUPER strict with myself and limit it to 1 fast food/pizza a month until I learn better habits. Then I might losen the reigns a bit. Last month I went almost 100 dollars outside my food budget, entirely because of convenience foods. I know. For shame. 

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Work out five times a week. Minimum. I got a couple more work out videos {Jillian Michaels 30 day shred and Bob Harper's Weight Loss Yoga} so I have plenty of variety to change it up with and hopefully keep me interested. A guy at work asked if I just had a baby the other day...so I shot him. In my head. In real life I cried and ate five cookies. It's time to not jiggle so damn much.

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And last but not least, I am going to remember that happiness is a choice.

I've been through some super hard shit in my life, but for as long as I can remember I was always considered the happiest, most positive person anyone knew-except people who hung out with cheerleaders or The God Squad. Lately I've totally lost sight of how good it used to feel to just choose to laugh shit off, and have a good time, as much as possible, instead of letting every negative thing effect me to the deepest degree possible. 

It's Summer, damn it!

If this isn't the season to be peppy, then I don't fucking know what is.

So here's to UBER POSITIVITY. May we all be so happy, that we irritate the shit out of people who are having a bad day, just by walking past them.

Happy Friday. 

Happy June.

Go get 'em tiger.