The sun will come out tomorrow.

I'm sure it will somewhere, but no where near where I'm currently being detained/living.

I went to sign up for the aforementioned boot camp. It's full. It was nearly full at 6:30 this morning. The waiting list is also full.

In other news it's warmed up four degrees to -2 since I got here. Just two more degrees and we'll hit our high for the day.

Remind me, why do people live here??

Jelly legs are a good way to break up the day

I went to the gym on my lunch. I did a five minute warm up on the elliptical and then did abs and a Pilates move my former roommate taught me to tone up my legs.

The ab work out I did was from the DVD that came with my ab ball. Turns out it’s really hard. This is why I’ve done the work out only once in the 2+ years I’ve had it.

The leg work out was what really got me. I didn’t do as many as I should have but it was still a little daunting going down the stairs after.

Now I’m all set to sit for another three hours. Wahoo!

Oh, and I’m also going to sign up for a boot camp thing my gym is doing. I’m putting this out there so I have to do it. Sign ups start on December 15, the class starts in January. If I can get in I’m going to do it. Wish me luck.

I ♥ socks

Today I ordered some winter accessories. I consider them insulation devices.

These. In olive and dark brown and the pink and gray. They're so beautiful.

Earlier this week it was in the low teens as I walked the 1/3 of a mile to the bus stop. I'm entitled to leg warmers.

And I promise not to wear them with high heels and dance around to "Fame."

It was time for a change.

What do you think of the new layout? It's for Halloween. It may be on here longer than that. I need to play around with the colors a little more so everything can be read but I like it so far.

Two weeks' worth of loss.

The week before last I lost 1.4 pounds and this week I was down another 1.8. I'm being careful, saying no to sweets or taking just a little.

It's good to have these two losses in a row. I don't plan on being careful at all next week. I'll be downing Cafe Rio, getting a Square Pumpkin, and packing on the recent loss. At most I hope to have a no gain/no loss week. Wish me luck, I'm going to need it.

Tagged.

Three confessions.

Thanks for this wonderful opportunity, Fin.

Confession one:
One time, in 5th grade, I mixed up all this fake puke and I went to the theater and sat on the balcony ... . You know the rest of the story.

Confession two:
My driver's license says I weigh 136. It has since I was 16. I have not weighed that since long before I was 16.

Confession three:
I secretly think in British. When I see people standing around, waiting in a line, I don't think line, I think queue. When I talk about my apartment, I think about my flat. I think things are brilliant instead of great. I don't walk on the sidewalk, I walk on the pavement. I wear a sweater but I pick out a jumper.

So far I have been able to not say these out loud. I'd like this to continue.


I tag ... Cerra ... Cami ... and Allyson.

Ups and down.

I missed the fit/fluffy update last week because I was in orientation for my new job. I had gained a bit so I wasn't super sad I didn't get to post.

Yesterday in the weigh in I had lost a pound. Not as much as I would have liked / should have lost but it's a loss which is the correct direction.

Today I got my eyes dilated for an eye exam. It feels very weird and it's frustrating that I can't see very well right now. I couldn't do the elliptical for more than ten minutes. I'm going walking later tonight with FIL Ashley. That makes a whole work out, right?

Oh, I have better than 20/20 vision. Boo yah!

Saying "I'm sorry" doesn't make it ok.

Or acceptable. Like when you change a diaper in the breakroom at work.

I'm not strung out, just new

I got a new job. For this new job I got a TB test placed on Monday on my left arm. I also had blood drawn to see if I've really never had the chicken pox. (If I haven't I'll have to get a vaccination. Bleh.) Tuesday I gave platelets. The phlebotomist infiltrated my left arm which was where the TB test was placed. So we used my right arm, where the blood was drawn for the chicken pox test.

An infiltrated vein means the needle went through my vein and I got a nice briuse. It only hurts when the blood returns, minus the platelets of course. In all my times donating blood (just over ten years) It's happened just twice to me. Donating blood is still a good thing and I'll be doing it again in a couple of weeks.

My arms look like I'm seriously using. I'll take a pic tonight.

Down 3.2 oz

Yesterday was Why Weight. This week the speaker gave us a new formula to find our target heart rate. Turns out I have been working below even 65% of my max. This week I'll focus on getting to that and then a little higher next week.

I lost .2 pounds over the week. I'm going to say that's probably because I went with an emptier tummy but I'll still take the .2 loss over a .2 gain.

As of yesterday I have about 28 pounds to get to the ideal weight my dietician gave me. And I really think I can get there. It will just take time. Ideally I'd like to be there by early March. Then for my birthday I could get new clothes!

As always, I'm open to suggestions on how to do this. If you've found something that's worked for you or didn't work for you please let me know.

That other Twilight book

I recently read Breaking Dawn. Is it weird that I pictured Bella as Miley Cyrus in the first half and then as Anne Hathaway in the second? I thought so, too.

It was a good, light read. I won't read it again but I'm not sad that I spent the better part of four evenings ignoring Jeremy, housework, and the gym.

Have you guys read it? What did you think?

I'm more fluffy these days.

Yesterday after work I went to Why Weight?, a program offered through Mayo Clinic’s gym, The Dan Abraham Healthy Living Center. The intranet describes the class as a weight management series that meets all Mayo Clinic employees right where they are on their wellness journey. The program offers weekly weigh-ins, group discussion and skill building. Topics discussed include goal setting, keys to successful behavior change, healthy eating habits, fitness and stress reduction.

So I got weighed yesterday. It wasn’t as bad as I thought though I have gained a bit more than I would have liked since I got married. I think losing five pounds the week before (I got sick) and then moving here and not having a job, friends, or anywhere to go for nearly three months added to that. It’s going to take a while to get it to come off.

I’ll be going every Monday and it will be nice to be accountable for my weight again. I’ll try to post each Tuesday how the previous meeting went. And, if I get brave, I’ll post what I gained/lost and, maybe, what my current and goal weights are.

Anyone have any advice or encouragement for me?

Knee high happiness.

I went to SockDreams.com and visited their clearance room. I got these. I got them in pearl and mist gray. I'm wearing the mist gray right now. Heaven. And there's no shipping costs. So they're really just $5 (no tax, either). This site rocks.

Feel free to look around, check it out. I wanted to get Wendy the socks with whales on them. I thought they would be fitting. (Pun on whales intended, fitting was not.) They are, as of right now, out of stock. Sad.

I like the way he thinks.

I don't know this guy. I found this site by reading a blog I found on here, linking to this one, finding this one, and then to here.

For sure read this post.

Candice, this one's for you. Or: I miss being thought of as funny by more than just me.

Last week Jeremy and I went to our niece's birthday party. Thanks to the awesome weather here it got all foggy and misty around 8:00 at night. As we were walking to the car, wading through the mist, I said:

This is how horror movies start.

Jeremy didn't respond correctly. Rather, he didn't respond the way I wanted him to. Candice, why don't you tell him what the correct response is?

In my past life I was a magpie.

Or a niffler. Even CNN knows this. At the bottom of CNN.com's page there is a list of stories they currently have they feel you may be interested based on what you've been reading.

I *heart* shiny stuff!

My favorite zit.

A few weeks ago I had an adorable zit. How can you have a favorite zit, I'm sure you're wondering. I call it this because it was in the same spot my glamourously beautiful friend Betsy has her glamorous beauty mark.

Betsy and I had AP Environmental Science together in high school. It was our senior year. Once she shared her Burt's Bee's lemon cuticle cream with me before I even knew about Burt and his Bees.

When I call Betsy glamorous I'm not just making that up. She can make a pony tail look like it was styled by Kate Spade herself. Can Betsy look fabulous in jeans and a t-shirt? Yes. Can Betsy look fabulous with red, red lipstick and eyeliner that makes her look Egyptian? Yes, at the same time, even. Can Betsy look fabulous even when she doesn't look good? Trick question. Betsy always looks good.

Not only is she so cute she's also so funny! I love this gal. Check out her blog and tell me you don't agree. Oh, she's also single if you're a non-crazy and also single. LDS standards apply!

Goin' to the temple

Tomorrow Jeremy and I and some of his family are going to the St. Paul Temple. I'm so excited! I feel like it's been ages since we've been but we were there just last month. I'll be so glad when we live closer to a temple again.

Going to the temple is such a wonderful experience. This one is going to be cool because Jeremy's parents, sister, and two brothers (with wives) will also be there.

I'll take pictures but no guarantees I'll have a way to post them.

From the squishy section of CNN.com.

Today I read this. I was linked there by CNN.com. It was a refreshing change from the usual bombings, murders, kidnappings, and sports.

The part that got me? Friends differ from husbands or boyfriends, partnerships that are layered with complexities (physical and financial). A friendship is a unique, wonderful relationship that you choose to grow, cultivate and nurture.

I'm recently married and moved far, far away from my little support group. Sure we still have the phone and email. But we were in-person bonders.

I love my husband. He's a great guy. We have so much fun together! We talk about everything and laugh about even more.

But he doesn't have the foundation that Wendy and I built while rescuing Mickey and Minnie during recess in AM kindergarten. The knowledge of why "Russia or Bust" that The Group shares is a mystery to him. While I know he would play Girl Talk with me and that he did watch Return to Me and What's Up, Doc? are nice they're no comparison to telling Janalyn her landing gear is down and she's clear. (Remember the wonder that was your van in high school? [For the record I had no vehicle in high school. I envied Janalyn's car.]) Sure Jeremy is ticklish but we could tickle Finny from across the room. Speaking of Finny, "Look! A train!" And keep the apple juice away from MeLynn and Jill -- just in case.

In my new ward the part I dreaded the most was Relief Society. The rest of the week I would have Jeremy there to be my friend. During Relief Society I was surrounded by these women who were supposed to eventually be my friends. But I have nothing in common with them. They won't get my humor at first so I'm afraid to try. So during RS I would cry, quietly in the back row, surrounded by people I hoped wouldn't notice me.

I guess I'm trying to say I love my friends and the wonderful support they are. And that I'm glad I was called to be a Sunbeam teacher.

Tagged

Thanks, Allyson.

Ten years ago: I had just finished high school and ran away from home for a year. I recently moved home again and fled in the night again. It's complicated. No, it's not.

Five things on my to do list:

1. Go to the gym
2. Call NWA about my tickets. (I'll blog about that one soon enough.)
3. Go grocery shopping.
4. Buy a bus pass for this month.
5. Cook dinner.

Places I have lived:

• Sandy, UT
• South Salt Lake, The Ghetto, UT
• Sugarhousey area, UT (four different houses)
• Northern California (I briefly moved out there with my mother)
• Rochester, The Center of Fun, MN

I tag ... Jeremy, Candice, Jill, Holly, and Jeramie.

Addition:
I left out what I would do if I were a millionaire.

• I would buy a Prius and a house for Jeremy and me.
• Find out who to pay off to make the word 'supper' illegal. It's dinner. Dinner is the evening meal. It follows lunch. Breakfast, lunch, dinner.
• Any left over money would be put in an IRA.

Three apples high and on the FBI's most wanted list?

I finally have a job! I'm working through Kelly Temp Services at the Mayo Clinic. So I was sans employment for a couple of months. I don't know anyone here so I was home alone a lot. A lot. I'm worried I'm losing my funny. I made what I thought to be a hilarious joke and it wasn't well received. Please let me know what you think.

Jeremy and I were over at Steve's place. Steve told us how he'd been shooting at the shooting range. The conversation moved to how accurate army snipers have to be. Apparently they have to be able to keep their shooting cluster to the size of a grapefruit at 800 yards. FBI snipers have to keep their shooting cluster to the size of an egg at 800 yards.

"Who are we assassinating that is that small? The Smurfs??" I was so excited I'd thought of this joke it was all I could do to stop it from tumbling out in the wrong order. I sat back to greet the roaring laughter I deserved.

Instead Steve looked at me for a moment and then started explaining why it was necessary. Where was Jeremy in all this? He claims he thought it was funny but was laughing on the inside.

The lesson from this? My friends think I'm funny. People who I don't talk around think I'm stupid. I should talk more. Or not at all.

And I think that the Smurfs already have enough trouble with Gargamel and Azrael without the FBI getting on their case.

Respect the bubble.

I don't like people touching me. I never have. Even as a kid my mom knew that if I got hurt I didn't want hugs and kisses I wanted to be left alone. I miss being a kid.

Yesterday I went to my new ward's enrichment night. I wasn't planning on going but the presidency had asked Jeremy to be in the nursery. So I went. I stayed in the nursery, too. (I'd like to think I beat them this round.)

We were leaving when someone Jeremy knew from an old ward came up and introduced herself. She was nice. We exchanged names and shook hands.

Another (older) lady came up and introduced herself and gave me a hug. "I'm a hugger! I always have been. I was just raised that way." she explained. I'm sure I was wincing as she hugged me. I wanted to kick her and say, "I'm a kicker! I always have been." I think they're equally acceptable.

Next time. Next time.

Apology

Dear Blog,
I'm sorry I've neglected you. I'll do better. I promise.

Love,
Jessie

if I had a wish then it would be ...

Happy birthday, Cami! I wish you time with your puppy, chances to wear your pearls, fun yarn on sale, good times with Keith, a stoven that works properly, days to sleep in, and lots of laughter.

Here's to another great year!

Love you tons!

The most understanding men on earth.

Last night I went to dinner. Liz and I ordered the Dinner for Two at Ruby Tuesday's. After dinner we picked up the guys and we settled in to watch a movie. We got a late start on the movie and I made it through about fifteen minutes. I went to bed at 9:05 last night. I sure know how to party.

I'm not a fan of Valentine's Day. I think it's the most commercialized holiday we have. I told Jeremy not to get me anything. And I meant it. It wasn't a test. I promised Jeremy I wouldn't give him those unfair tests. If I'm delighted I'll be delighted, if I'm expecting a big deal to be made out of my birthday I'll tell him, if I'm upset and I know why I'll tell him. I figure it's the least I can do.

Seeing all the girls at work get flowers and hearing of their plans for the evening made me really miss Jeremy. When I woke this morning I was so happy when I realized I get to see him in just three weeks from today! Yay!!

And my birthday (next year) had better feel like a national holiday, Jeremy. (:

Happy VD

not every guy deserves a first date, round two

Allyson and I sit next to each other at work. But we don't ever see each other. The cubicle wall is too high to see over when we're sitting and if we stand up to talk we get in trouble. But we're allowed MSN messenger. Yeah, I don't get it either.


Here is a conversation we had this afternoon:


allyson says: Name some professions that you wouldn't date.

Jessie says: Gyno.

allyson says: Clown

Jessie says: Yes!

Jessie says: Hair stylist.

Jessie says: Cher impersonater.

allyson says: Escort/prostitute/pimp/porn star

allyson says: Anything that smells: garbage man, fisherman...

Jessie says: Used car salesman.

Jessie says: Game show host.

allyson says: Anyone in a circus

Jessie says: Right.

allyson says: Corrections officer

Jessie says: Stripper.

Jessie says: Guy who paints the lines on the road.

Jessie says: Talk show host.

allyson says: President of the United States

allyson says: truck driver

Jessie says: Long haul, anyhow.

allyson says: transvestite

Please let us know who you wouldn't date.

Candice is a genius and other observations

Yesterday I learned after browning meat for tacos to add salsa and let it simmer for a bit. Makes for delicious tacos. Candice did this last night. Taco night at the Jorgensens' is highly recomended.

My friends are funny.

While chatting with Clinton Heaps he pointed out this:

she'll probably be run over by a truck soon or something, pure evil can't exist in the flesh for too long

I have great friends.

another good hair day

I had my bridals done the last Saturday in January. The photographer took us to the state capitol. I was so excited when that was suggested because I love that building.

Melanie and Candice came with me. They are so good to me! Melanie is going to be an expert at lacing up my dress by the time this is all over.

You can see engagement pictures here.

I have to draw the line somewhere.

When going to the temple it's slightly ok to wear fishnets. It's not ok to wear fishnets with a seam. So be sure to pay attention when you get dressed.

What I learned today.

It is a bad idea to butter toast in the dark.