For Realz: I used to be a cheerleader

Yes, you read the subject correctly, I used to be a cheerleader.

Okay, first, let me start by saying I was an awkward teenager.

√ skinny and flat chested
√ Knobby knees
√ never had a boyfriend
√ had an extreme inability to style my hair in anything but ugly.

Well, in eighth grade, I thought that it would be smart to join the cheerleading squad. I wasn't popular and honestly, I had limited friends. I had zero confidence. And I wanted to do a herky in a skirt.

Genius.

So, I did it. I went to practice. I learned how to do a herky (or a laughing example of one), I cheered at football games and always caused a ruckus, because they always chose to put a popular girl on the top of the pyramid. I weighed 80 pounds. Why couldn't I get tossed up in the air?

Finally, my bitching got through to the coach and they got ready to put me up in the pyramid. I ain't skurred, I've been wanting this for ages! I put my foot in one girls palm, hoisted myself to place my other foot in the other girls palm, bring my arms up, they begin to lift me up and up and up

and BAM

They dropped me.

On my head.

I blacked out for a good 5-10 seconds and went to the nurse after.

And never asked to be tossed again. Those chicks knew what they were doing and taught me a valuable lesson: trying to fit in will get you hurt. It's far more fun to do things on your own.

Just for giggles, here's a photo of me...during that bleak time period.

{My Day at the Maze(ish)}

So today was a rare day off for myself, as my days off (Sundays) have been crammed with work and school! When I woke up this morning (after sleeping in!!!) I decide I needed to go to the Dole Plantation, mainly because in the eight years I've been on this island, I've never been!

Unfortunately, when the husband and I showed up, the maze was closed! :( We decided to walk around, while I pretended to be from various parts of the world. Yes, I like to play tourist. haha I pretended I was from Idaho, then from Illinois and then I pretended to be a Michigonian, which David hated, claiming they were Michiganders, which I find utterly absurd. It sounds like a type of goose!

Either way, the hour that we were there was still loads of fun. Enjoy the pictures, especially the ones of Charles, the Chameleon.






Clearly, he enjoys a good photo...(how are we married again?)


My new BFF, Rita!








Too many mimosas orrrrrr just a new perspective?

Why is he making such a face? Because he burped on me....yay marriage?

{Happy New Year!}

2011 is coming to a close in 12 hours and well, I always take this day to reflect over the past year. Like most humans, I'm optimistic and hopeful for the coming year, regardless of rumors that the world may end, because there is so much room for growth this year!

I've taken it upon myself to take five classes this semester at HPU, on top of working on this love of my life, the business! Some may say I'm insane, especially when you throw a trip into the mix, but I am never pleased unless I'm busy. I am clueless on how to deal with empty time, so this is the only thing to keep me happy!

I don't remember most of my resolutions for 2011 (which may imply they weren't achieved) but for 2012, I hope to travel more. I resolve to not take life too seriously. I resolve to be healthier. I resolve to learn how to budget better. I resolve to do more sessions for myself.

I also resolve to grow this business to dreamy proportions. I have a giveaway coming up in March that I started working on in early December, that I'm working hand in hand with some awesome business owners!

In eight days, it's my husband and I's one year wedding anniversary. My sister is also moving in with us from Texas, with the goal of giving her a new start on life. 2012 is already filled with milestones and new beginnings, so here's hoping yours is as well.

Happy New Year!