My friends seem to think that my stories are wild. I figure, why not share them with the world?
Life Through My Eyes
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
The Physique Rating
Sunday, December 12, 2010
November in a Nutshell
Between the Giants and the move, I participated in the Miss California Pageant. I met a lot of wonderful women, had a wonderful time, and learned a lot. I hope my little sister Kayleen decides to compete in the future. I think she would be wonderful. It was nice to have my brother, parents, and boyfriend there to support me. It was defiantly a wonderful opportunity.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Carcassonne and Craters
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Rewriting Maui Revealed
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Diving Deep 36 Feet
As we walked along the beach watching the Hawaii sun lay to rest, I thought about tomorrow morning’s coffee being sipped in peace.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Aloha from Hawaii!!!
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Lucky n Life
I couldn’t be more thankful then I am right now. I am finally home in Sac after being in Daly City since Monday. I absolutely love my new job at Seton Medical Center. My co-workers are wonderful and my patients never allow a dull moment. I feel blessed that Seton was willing to give a new graduate a chance over several other candidates that applied for the position. I think I am still in a little bit of shock that I was able to land a full time/benefited career in an economy like this. I guess an Exercise Physiologists job isn’t the hardest to come by when Heart Disease is the leading cause of death in the US. I guess I chose the right major. I enjoy going to work everyday and practicing what I love. It makes me feel like all the things I went through in college were worth it. It saddens me to hear young people and the media try to break down whether or not college is financially worthwhile. There is more to college then the job at the end of the tunnel. The relationships that I built during both my undergraduate and graduate years of college have impacted my life in such a way that has shaped me into who I am today. I have stayed up late, pulled all nighters, laughed, and even cried with my peers. I will never forget my friends that were apart of my college journey. Now that the journey is over, it is time to move onto the next. Keith and I are in the process of moving to the city. We will now start a new chapter and build new relationships that will impact our lives. The previous chapters will never be forgotten, but new chapters must be written in order to prevent individuals from becoming stagnant.
Thank you everyone who has helped me in the past and the present.
Thanks for reading once again.
Love you guys and gals,
JenniferMarie
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Urban Cow Half Marathon
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Cardiology III
Sunday, September 12, 2010
The Weekend Recap- Folsom Cyclebration
Friday, September 10, 2010
I Was Once A Bike Commuter
There was a time that in my life when I would pedal my way to work and school. I was the person who watched Good Day Sacramento religiously and made comments about how crazy those people were sitting in traffic at the toll plaza for hours. Well, today I was reminded that I am now one of those crazy people. I have gone from bike commuter to bay area commuter. I must say though, I started work at 7am so I made it before the heavy traffic. That is always a plus, even though a 4am wake up call may not be.
I am sorry that I often have some bodily function or nasty comment in posts, but I really hate the fact that the rest stop in Vallejo is closed. It KILLS me every time. I mean what is a girl to do after two double espressos, a full water bottle, and a 2hour drive. EEK. Holding it is out of the question and I am always too embarrassed to walk into a place without purchasing anything. I am not against the side of the road, but I don’t need an indecent exposure fine or anything. I opted to pretend I was getting gas, and go. I feel bad for the next few people who had to use the restroom. Sorry. My excuse has always been my fast metabolism. Haha
Anyways, the day went well. If anyone needs a little confidence booster, go work in Cardiac Rehab. I heard I was beautiful and thin over and over and over and over............ ok I guess you get the point. I even had one patient tell me that I intimidated her because I was “skinny.” I guess that was her excuse not to exercise for the day. Maybe she was expecting an overweight Exercise Physiologist. I made her walk anyway and told her that was how I stayed skinny. Lets see other questions I got were: 1) How old are you? 2) Are you married? 3) Where are you from? I never disclosed my age, told them I had a boyfriend, and replied Amador County. People always say I have an accent, and think I am from the south. I don’t know why. It must be because I grew up around my German family from Minnesota. No one knows where AC is, so that’s always a lost cause trying to explain. As for my age, I just really don’t think they need to know. They always use their ages as an excuse not to exercise, so I don’t want to give them the leverage of being older.................. even though 50-70 years is noticeable. I just pretend that I am between 70 and 100 too. Haha. The ladies really like to gab. I know all about their husbands. I guess some things never change ladies. I can picture myself and Brynne in Cardiac Rehab 50 years from now.
The day was a success. I love the staff and the patients. I have absolutely nothing to complain about other then the fact that I am exhausted. Well I am home now and really need some sleep. I would love to go watch Keith race tonight, but I really can’t get back in that car. I am going to make the cats take a nap with me. SLEEP........ I need you.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Life on the A List
Sometimes I really think I need a reality TV show. I think my life is much more interesting then “Holly’s World” or “Bethany Getting Married.” “Kendra” is pretty cool though. I mean, currently I am sitting in bed watching Good Day Sacramento with my cat. I spent yesterday folding clothes and searching for a mini chick-fil-A cow. Today I have plans to go for a bike ride and try on my bridesmaid gown for Brynne’s wedding. Does life really get anymore interesting then that? Haha.
Ok, maybe my life isn’t reality TV worthy, but I am happier then I have ever been. For the first time in my life I am not wishing today were over, or trying to just finish this last project. Throughout high school and college I was always wishing the days away. I couldn’t wait for a test to be over, a project to be done, the semester to end, or the thesis to be a faint memory of my life. I always felt like I needed to turn in the best work and get the best grade. I never took time off, always went to summer school, and made sure to graduate in an appropriate manner of time. I am not sure why I did this. I think it is part of being the oldest. I had to be the one to set the bar high. I wanted my parents to be proud of me. I am now 25 with a graduate degree, and I still don’t feel like I have accomplished what I intended to do. The funny thing is that I don’t really know what I intended to do. My goal has always been to work my ass off and one day it will all pay off, and my life will be perfect. I have now realized that life isn't perfect. I read something that my friend Rebecca posted the other day...............
(The past has already happened. The future is what's yet to come, but everyday will always be a gift. That is why it is called the "present.")
The only thing I can really do today, is to enjoy the present, and that is exactly what I intend to do.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
One too Many M&M’s in the Trail Mix Bag
Today had potential for perfection. I worked the sweet 9:45 to 5pm shift with my man Patrick, and had a massage scheduled at 5:30pm with my honey. No complaints about that. The day started off with me making coffee, making lunch, and picking out my work outfit. I had two pairs of jeans in mind for the day. A) The light blue “comfy” jeans that sag a little in the behind resembling a possible accident in the pants B) The “sexy” dark blue jean with little wiggle room. I asked Keith his opinion and he quickly chose option B. Option B it was. I set off to work on my bicycle, got about 3 miles down the road, and realized I forgot my work shoes. AWSOME. Keith came to the rescue and brought me my sweet Keen MJ shoes.
The day went on, it was busy. I took my lunch at 2pm, ate my homemade trail mix made up of a handful of peanuts, handful of almonds, and two handfuls of both raisons and M&M’s. I love the sweet stuff. Just as my lunch was coming to an end, I went to use the restroom. When I was through I went to pull up the ole skinny jeans. I attempted to do a couple squats, trying to make a little more room for my, well thunder thighs. On about the third squat and lunge to the side RIIIIIIP! OOOOOOO no. I looked down and I had ripped my jeans in the right thigh. It was right at the part of the inner thigh where that extra flab of fat has made a home. Ladies, you must know what I’m talking about. Well, life must go on. I went to find Patrick and made him aware of my predicament. He said it wasn’t bad, so I went on with the remainder of my day with a rip in my thigh. I just tried not to bed over and was sure to keep that leg straight like a wooden peg if I needed to bend over.
Work was soon over and it was time for my much needed massage. I wanted to slip into something a bit more comfortable, so I put on some REI running shorts with the built in underwear. I was off to my massage. Keith and I get into the couples room and I realize I have no underwear to wear for the massage. I mean, you can go without, but I like the comfort of a quality pair of panties. O’well. The perfect day went not so perfect. I ate one too many M&M’s in the trail mix bag, ripped my pants, and had a very “nudy” massage. Although I must say, it was still a good day. I enjoyed work with friends and the evening with my love. I guess those mishaps are apart of that thing called life. Maybe next time i'll go with option A.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
The Litter Disaster
Friday, July 30, 2010
A Toast to the “Red Headed Slut”
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Jessica Rabbit and Crazy Cruella
Friday, July 16, 2010
Inside the Innie Canyon
This is the first post in which I will discuss a body part: the belly button. As a child we are quick to learn that some people have an “innie” and others have an “outie.” I myself have a canyon! The thing is so deep, I can’t see the end. This becomes problematic for hygienic purposes. I do my best to keep the canyon clean, but there is not much you can do when the end is nowhere in sight. This afternoon I came home from a tough bike ride in the heat, and gave my belly button a little scratch. I noticed a waxy textured substance in my belly button, like what you may find in your ear. I tried to clean it out, but it’s nearly impossible to hold my belly button open while sticking a q-tip in it. This called for immediate action and attention. I called for help, KEITH! In discussed he refused to help me, but knew it was a necessity. I held my belly button open while Keith dug at it with hydrogen peroxide, 8 q-tips, and a headlamp. He finished the job by spraying Dust-off (the original compressed gas duster) in my belly button hole. All Clean! WHEW. Who knew it was this tough to properly clean your belly button?