So Saturday I attended a Time Out For Woman Broadcast with my Mother-in-law, Nicola, which was an amazing spiritual and mental boast for me. However, several of the talks focused on getting out and exercising, even if it's just a little bit. I however, sat in my pew feeling smug as a bug as I remembered earlier that morning I had already gone for a short jog. I woke up extra early, woke up my husband and rolled him out of bed and informed him we would be running around the block. Half awake and fully out-of-it, he joined me for stretches in the living room as we prepped to go out. It felt just like I was back in the mission field, and I joked about it to William, who only agreed by yawning.
We started out, me by just doing a small military like jog slowly to keep up with William who was just walking along. We circled the (rather large) block, and I found, aside from normal shortness of breath, I could actually keep up the military jog, so kept doing so. Silly me however, felt even more smug as we finally arrived home ten minutes later keeping up with my same pace as when I left. I jokingly said "I'm gonna feel this tomorrow!"
Oh it's tomorrow alright day after actually, and I can feel it.
So…so much….>.<

That night when we went to see the fireworks at the pier for Guy Fawkes day (Which were absolutely spectacular!) my legs were certainly crying out "Hey, we're hurting down here!" But I dismissed it as 'good workout' pain. However, the next morning when I woke up, my legs were doing a bit more than just crying out, they were screeching like banshees.

I hobbled around to take stock of my condition, only to find that dispite the stretches I had, and what I thought were good enough precautions, I still managed to pull my calf muscles in both legs. Soon the hilarity of the situation hit me and I could not help but laugh as I shook William awake again and told him the news. He must have thought I was crazy, breaking such news to him with laughter.

So here I lay inside today. My legs certainly feel heaps better than yesterday, but are still in a lot of pain! Nicola was an angel and sent over some anti-inflammatory cream that has helped (and smells like after-dinner mints!). Luckily she's been through similar experiences and knew the best treatments, for which I am grateful (and sympathize!)

Been far to long since I posted. No excuses.

Now on to business.

GUNDAMM!!!!!!



Just watched the first episode of GundamAge. I never heard of it until I finally got RSS feeds to sync up with my email, so now I can keep track of things. I am incredibly impressed with this first episode of GundamAGE, even though I hear the fan-base reaction has been quite negative. I can understand, but my views are thus: Firstly, it's art style is fantastic, sticking to the old 60's style designs of characters, while still revving up to look cool and hip by today's standards. Including the main character, Flint. His design, though not particularly Gundam-esqe, is still very awesome, though I am especially loving the design for Emily. I don't know, maybe it's her hair. :3 Plus the story is driven by Level-5's president Akihiro Hino! (Professer Layton, Dragon quest VIII, etc) And I admit, I am diggin the design for the enemy, the UE. Dragon like mobile-suits? That request has been floating around my deepest-darkest-secretest-wishes since I first watched anything Gundam related.

My day has been made. That is all.

Passed on from rashiea

RULES
1. Reply to this post with "Blueberry Pie!", and I will pick five of your userpics.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon glee.

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cool_spectrum made me a lovely new icon! Thank you!!

Without a doubt, ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!



Close second is the beautiful confection known as the Moro Gold.

Terror. Terror. Pure Terror.

Day before yesterday I needed to route out a way to get to a job interview I had the next morning. I realized the interview was further away than I had initially expected, and not only that, but I would have to transfer from several buses in an area I didn't know.

And not only that I would be heading towards the coast.

What's wrong with the coast you make ask? Nothing. Nothing at all! The ocean, the smell of the sea, the crisp air...It's all wonderful! But if I got lost, I would end up at the seaside. And that for some reason the idea sent such terror through me that I wound up pathetically lying on the couch sobbing while my poor husband tried his darndest to figure out why a peaceful seaside would scare me comfort me. X3 (He gets A+ on being such a good hubby!)

I don't know why I was so scared, but even the nest morning I was having little fright attacks, all up till I boarded the first bus.

It taught me a lesson though. By the time I arrived the fear was gone, and I had the interview (It was terrible, by the way. I had applied for one job, but they thought I was applying for a different one that I was not qualified for, then they were pointing out how unqualified I was, and I was all confused, and yeah. I didn't get it) and I went home. There was no reason to freak out, and I'm very confused as to why I did. Hormones? I dunno. Needless to say, I'm glad it's over. ~.~

And in the good news! William got a raise! Also his work is offering to give him a training course so he can earn his license to operate a forklift! Okay, that doesn't sound so exciting to most people, but here in NZ, most jobs require a forklift license. Construction workers, grocery store employees, beauticians (Okay, not really) but, nearly all jobs require them. So I'm glad he'll be able to get that done! He also is going to see if he can get Friday's off so he can work more on his videos. Crossin' our fingers!

And the last bit of news, we also got a calling in our ward! William and I both will be teaching Primary, ages 9-11. That's about the same age as the class I taught while still in Utah! Seems I'm forever to be in Primary. X3 I'm glad though, because I taught Relief Society last week as a substitute, and Sister Smith, (the Relief Society President) said I did a great job and asked if I had a calling, implying she wanted me to teach RS. I admit I was relieved to say I was already stolen away elsewhere! X3

Stolen from rashiea
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I forgot to post this, but me wunderful hubby has now returned to ThatGuywiththeGlasses.com! He posted a new video giving his thoughts on the top 11 best American Anime. The shows that best displayed themes and elements he loves about anime.


I hope you enjoy!