Sustenance

Around June of this year, Joe and I decided to start making a life change. We, mostly I, said you're doing this, decided to start eating clean. I had put on 15 lbs of unwanted weight since October of last year, and I needed to do something about getting rid of it. I am totally unmotivated when it comes to working out. I hate it! I don't like thinking about it, I hate how I feel when I am working out, and usually when I am finished I think "What a waste of my time, I could have been lounging on the couch watching the telly." I know I am a lazy ass. The Eat Clean diet was brought to my attention by a Facebook friend. She had done a couple of posts about it, and I got curious so I started researching myself. I found that the "creator" -  Tosca Reno -  had some very motivating things to say. Since I am a lazy ass, this diet really appealed to me because all I had to do was shop and eat. I could totally do that :).

Let me give you a short description of the Eat Clean diet. It really draws your attention to what you are putting into your body. In this world of processed and lab created foods, Eat Clean gets you to start reading the label and cutting out all that junk. Recognizing that what you put into your body determines the shape and feel of you. Now, let me say that I am not a total stickler as I am sitting here eating a hand full of M&Ms, but I do work very hard to follow the diet. Tosca does allow treat days, which I allow almost every day, but with that said, even my treats have moved to becoming a more clean version. I look for sweets that have all natural ingredients, no added preservatives, or refined sugars. I am also finding that my taste for sweets and junk food has decreased tremendously since I started eating clean. I don't crave it as much, and when I do eat it, I only have a small amount because I just don't want it.

Since starting the diet I am down 12lbs! I want to make clear, that there has been almost no exercise at all to get these results, and I want to also make clear that not exercising is not part of the Eat Clean diet. In fact, Tasco Reno makes it very clear that exercising is a very important part of a healthy life, and by exercising you increase the foods ability to work better for your body. In fact, I know that if I did make an effort to work out I could shed those extra 3lbs I need to get back to where I was before the weight gain, and I could lose those 5lbs I would like to reach my goal weight. Since I am a lazy ass that's probably not going to happen, so they will just have to come off slowly ;).

I really just wanted to share this information because I have become a big supporter of knowing what you put into your body. Let me also say that I do not totally agree with the "organic" way of life and find that unless it says USDA or FDA approved on the label, you are being swindled. So please make sure to turn that can, jar, or bag of food around before you buy. If you can't read it, don't eat it!

Cheers!!

It's about time

So, for the past year or so I have been suffering from an almost crippling disease, baby fever. This disease has left me constantly thinking of having a baby, almost weeping at the sight of a baby, and even contemplating the stealing of babies. I know my good friend Kim agrees with me when I say, this is a serious disease, people! 

To remedy this problem, I have decided to blog about it to make those who suffer from this disorder aware that they are not alone. There is help and a cure. Have a kid! 

The hubs and I have been talking, and talking, and talking, and talking about this delicate issue. We've decided to go ahead and give it a go sooner rather than later :). Once this decision was made, my serious disease turned into a serious reality. I go from moments of knock me up right now, to keep that thing away from me!!! It's a freaking huge commitment! I mean seriously, we would be adding to the already over populated world, and not to mention we are practically dirt poor! Like how are we going to feed this little human?? I am a huge advocate of, if you can't feed it don't breed it! With that said, I am also a huge advocate of, screw it, life always works out in the end. 

I have spent countless hours, days, weeks, and months debating this issue in my head. Do we have the cash? We'll never have the cash. Am I ready for this? I'll never know the answer to that until it happens. How can we make this work? Our house barely fits us! What will happen when I go back to work? What if I lose my job? What if Joe loses his job?? I mean the list is endless, people. I wouldn't even say that is a fraction of what I am thinking. It's stressful, and I'm not even close to being knocked up. Just the other night I had a melt down, and swore off ever having children! 

Now, since this baby fever is a serious disease, these set backs are a normal part of the process to getting better. I can honestly say that while I am exited at the prospect of adding to our family, I am scared as hell. I mean, I can barely make it through the week remembering to put deodorant on every day! I'm serious, people. I apologize to all I have to stand next to. 

Here's to a new adventure! Cheers, folks :) 

P.S. Joe does not approve this blog post ;p

Snow! In July!!

This post has absolutely nothing to do with home renovation or a DIY project. It has everything to do with my recent trip to West Yellowstone, MT, and Yellowstone National Park. As most of you know, who read this blog, I have waited 17 long years to get to Montana. If you saw my Facebook post about it then you know the story, if not, here it is. When I was 10, I saw the movie Legends of the Fall starring the gorgeous Brad Pitt. Looking back, I may have been a bit young for the film, but none-the-less I saw it because I was obsessed with Mr. Pitt. Little did I know this one film would change my life forever. I don't think I even payed attention to the actors, Mr. Pitt included. I was in awe of the beautiful setting of the film, some back country ranch in Montana. The moment the film started, I was hypnotized by the beautiful ranch and the huge mountains that made up the landscape. From that moment I wanted to go to that place and just stare. Well, my dad promised he would get me there one day, and he kept true to that promise this year. 

View from the airport

July 2, 2012, was the beginning of our adventure. We got up before the sun, dragged Joe out of bed to drive us to the airport and made our way to Bozeman airport in Montana. From there, we drove two hours south to West Yellowstone. Bozeman is the closest air port to the park. Yup, two hours is as close as you can get to Yellowstone National Park by flying :). As soon as we stepped off the plane, we were greeted by snow-capped mountains, 0% humidity, and an 80 degree sunny day. Can I just say 80 degrees and no humidity feels amazing! Seriously, when the wind blew there was a slight chill in the air. A chill in the air in July, a.ma.zing!! As most of you know, I am hot-blooded and obsessed with cold weather and most of all snow. The more the better I say! It had been 5 minuets and already this was the best trip I had ever taken. I am pretty sure I was drooling over the landscape the whole two hour drive. I was pretty much speechless. There really are no words, or pictures, or paintings that can capture the beauty of this place. I will try my best, but I know I won't do it justice. 

First Sighting

Since our flight got in so early we headed to the lodge we were staying at, dropped our bags and headed straight to the park. West Yellowstone is one of the four main entrances to the park and our cabin was located about five minuets from the west entrance. Now something I found out about the park is if you see a group of cars pulled over there is sure to be some kind of awesome creature near by. We had driven about 3 miles in and we came across this herd of buffalo taking in the day. There were calves frolicking in in the sun, cows taking dirt baths, and bulls standing sentinel watching over their harem. Little did I know that the buffalo practically own the place and you see a herd of them about every 30 feet, but it was still an amazing sight to take in.  

One of many beautiful hot springs

After we saw the buffalo, we just meandered through the park and made our way to Old Faithful Village. Now I will admit that I really knew nothing of Yellowstone. I am famous for entering into things without knowing what I'm getting in to. I like the head first approach. It's always more fun and the mess, if there happens to be one, can always get cleaned up later, right? Anyways, I had no idea that Yellowstone had little villages where you can camp, or stay at a lodge, or shop, or even get gas! Well it does, and they are all about 40 miles apart! The park is huge I tell ya! Huge! On the way to Old Faithful, we stopped at several hot springs and geothermal grounds. That really was the most amazing part of the park. Again knowing nothing, I was shocked to find out that the whole park is on top of a volcano that is due to erupt any day know. It could be tomorrow or it could be 1,000 years from now. No one knows when the next eruption will be. Exciting, huh?? The ground is so fragile around the springs that you can't walk on it because you could fall though and get burned to death by the scalding water waiting underneath for ya. Super thrilling :). Please don't let this small detail scare you. The 2,000 pound buffalo frequently walk on the grounds to warm themselves near the springs and the ground holds.   

Two bull elk cooling off

We spent about five or six hours in the park on the first day, and I was nowhere near ready to leave when we did. We were up bright and early the next day, ate a quick breakfast and headed straight to the park. There were no plans for this trip. It was all day by day. So on day two we drove around the park again stopping for animal sightings or at makers on the road for the cool features that the park holds. It was truly awesome. I loved not having a plan. There really is no need for one at Yellowstone. I recommend to just drive through the park and stop where you feel the need. The big sighting on day two was two humongous bull elk cooling themselves in a river. The antlers were the biggest I have ever seen. I could not believe that they can keep their heads held high. They are such graceful creatures. I was just memorized watching them in the river. After the sighting we started our journey again stopping at Canyon Village for a look around and then off for some more driving through the park searching for moose :). I'm sad to say that the one and only moose I saw was a calf hiding in the tall grass waiting for mom. 

What a good baby :)

                                                                                                                                                                                            

Day three had us taking a trip to Idaho. I mean we were only two hours from Idaho Falls, and 10 minutes from the border so why not?  Let me just say, two hours in Montana, Yellowstone, and most of Idaho is nothing out here. That's a daily commute for some people out west, and the time flies by looking at all the scenery that is your backdrop for the trip. Also the average speed limit is 70mph and that's on a two lane road. In Idaho Falls, we made the obligatory trip to the local fire house. Those of you who know my pops know that fire houses are a must stop at any new place. Those of you who don't, well, you know now :). They couldn't have been a nicer bunch of guys. We got the grand tour of the station and lots of details on how they run things out west. After our tour, we set out to the local celebration for the 4th. There is nothing like a small town Fourth of July festival :). With a town of approximately 50,000 people, Idaho Falls is Idaho's third largest city. We enjoyed roasted corn on the cob, on a stick. We took in the awesome falls, and then made our way back to West Yellowstone in time for the fireworks :). The falls generate 50% of the energy provided to the entire city. What a green city :). Sorry for the side note. I'm all about a greener tomorrow :). 

The Grand Tetons. On our way through Idaho

Idaho Falls

We didn't make it to the Grand Tetons, but we did get to take in their beauty on our drive through Idaho. Grand Teton National Park is about two hours south of West Yellowstone. We wanted to go, but just ran our of time. They will defintily be a stop on my next trip :).

Idaho Falls

View from atop Mt. Washburn

Day four saw us back at the park with an evening horseback ride and rodeo. The day started with 45 degree temps and rain. This did not stop us from hiking up to the top of Mount Washburn. Luckily the rain decided to taper off, and by the time we got to the top it stayed away for most of the day. All in total it was a 6.4 mile hike out and back. The geniuses that created the trails provided a few switchbacks to ease the incline and make the hike more enjoyable. Let me just say that even though the air is full of oxygen it is sooo thin. I was huffing and puffing within the first 30 yards! I felt so out of shape. Eventually, my body evened out and it was a very easy hike. Hiking up to the top you go up 1,500ft in elevation! I swear you feel the pull of gravity that high up. I felt very accomplished when we reached the top. Sure it was only 3.2 miles to the summit, but I was walking up hill and 1,500ft into the air :). Even though the skies were gray, the view the entire trip was spectacular. There were beautiful rock formations, wild flowers along the way, and the tallest trees I had ever seen. The view from 10,243ft was even more spectacular. You could see for miles even on the gray day we were having. We had a light lunch, marveled at the view and made our way back down. Climbing Mount Washburn had to honestly be the coolest thing I have done in my life. It was the experience of a lifetime. Once at the bottom we made tracks back toward the cabin to get ready for some horseback riding. 

We made it to the top!

Me and Miss Joy

I am no where near an experienced rider. I have ridden about 5 times in my whole life and I'm not afraid to admit that I do have a small fear of riding horses. With that said, horseback riding is something I really love! I so wish that was I was more experienced and that I had pestered my parents more when I was a child to let me take riding lessons. This had to be the best ride I had ever done. It was so great that I didn't even take more than a couple pictures. I was so enraptured in nature I forgot all about pictures. We took off from Diamond P Ranch. They were the nicest people I had ever met, and our guide, Dirk, was hilarious and comforting to all these novice riders. From the ranch we headed up to the mountains. The air was so fresh you could smell the pine. You know those first couple days when you get your fresh cut Christmas tree home? Well multiply that smell by 1,000 and you'll almost be close to the smell of the forest and mountain air. It was so relaxing. I just wanted to bottle the smell up and take it home. Now with all that beauty and relaxation there was bound to be a mishap somewhere. When we returned to the ranch we were all dismounting and true to the gracefulness that is me I fell completely on my ass. In my defense, my horse, Joy, was a bit taller than I gauged and my big hiking shoes got caught in the stirrup. It was definitely a good laugh for all, me included, the only thing I wish is that it was caught on camera so I could share that with everyone :). 

View during lunch in Silver Gate, MT

Day five was spent traveling east bound. To get from West Yellowstone to the east entrance was about 75 miles. Seriously the park is huge. On this journey we made a wrong turn and got to see some of the southern part of the park. I forgot to mention earlier that there was a massive forest fire in 1988 destroying 36% of the park. The brunt of the fire took over much of the western side of the park and the damage is still very much visible. On the eastern and southern sides there is less damage and the trees are still tall and strong. It's almost like driving though a different place. The west side is gorgeous don't get me wrong, but to see the parts that are untouched by fire is really breath taking. By the way the wrong turn took us 40 miles out of our way :). A fortunate mishap I say :). We finally made it to the east entrance. We drove though two very small Montana towns, Silver Gate and Cooke City. We stopped for lunch in Silver Gate at the Log Cabin Cafe. This was the quietest town I had ever been to. All you could hear was the breeze blowing through the trees. There were no honking horns, or people bustling by on cell phones. As a matter of fact there was no cell service in Silver Gate. The view was one in a million. Huge snow-capped mountains painted the backdrop. I am pretty sure I will move there one day. 

Log Cabin Cafe, Silver Gate, MT

Rainbow Trout spawning

On our way back through the park we stopped for an impromptu hike to Trout Lake. This was a 1.2 mile hike out and back. This sounded like a piece of cake compared to Mount Washburn. How wrong were we. The whole hike was a steep hill to the lake. I kid you not I almost quit this hike halfway through and it was only .6 miles! The outcome was well worth the journey. Once we got to Trout Lake the view was another breath taking one and we got to see some awesome critters. Trout Lake gets its name honestly, Cut-Throat and Rainbow Trout call this lake home. This time of year is their spawning season. It was so cool witnessing this feat in their lives. What a struggle it is for these fish to swim upstream against rapid running water. A bonus is that the water is crystal clear everywhere that you can make out every scale on their bodies. My dad and I spent a good 20 minutes just walking up the river watching the trout push their way up. It was fantastic. River Otter also call Trout Lake home. We were lucky enough to see a momma otter and her two pups playing on the shores. She was keen enough to stay tucked behind the tall grass as a barrier. Although pictures were hard to get, watching the three of them play and splash around was a very neat experience.

River Otter Mamma 

This was just a taste of all my dad and I did on our trip. We had the honor of seeing a Grizzly, we saw a herd of Pronghorn grazing, and even a Coyote running through a meadow. I've attached a few more pictures from the 540 I took. I should also add that the only camera I had on me was my iPhone 4s. Yup, I did not take a professional camera with me. Although I wish the pictures were better, the iPhone held its own throughout the trip :). I am already planning my next trip out there. This time Joe will be joining me and whoever would like to come is more than welcome.

Enjoy!

Grizzly

Part of Artists' Paint Pots- boiling mud

Steady Geyser

Hanging out at part of the Yellowstone River

View from Artists' Paint Pots-Geothermal ground at its best

cute marmot

Soda Butte

Old Faithful

Steady Geyser at sunset

Moose Creek Cabins-Where we called home for 5 glorious days :)

Driving through the east part of the park

The sulfur from the hot springs, geysers, and steam vents destroys everything it touches

East Side of the park

Pronghorn

Sapphire Pool

Standing on a snow mound on Mount Washburn

Like a Virgin...

IKEA. Four letters I have been trying to avoid my entire life. Since I started college, I have heard nothing but Ikea this, Ikea that, or "Oh I bought the coolest thing at Ikea." I always thought, "What's so great about Ikea - I'm pretty sure Target has the same stuff." I avoided it like the plague. Well, when we bought our home I started doing a little research and like every DIY site mentions Ikea about 10 times in a blog. That started to peak my interest. Then, I started complimenting pieces I would see at a friend or relatives house, and lo and behold they'd tell me they got it at Ikea. So, I finally sold out and went.

As I am sure everyone reading this knows Ikea is out of control! They literally have whole houses set up! You know how Joe and I live in a tiny space, well, Ikea has soooooo many ideas for such spaces. I think I was told this long ago, but not being a home owner, and being a little snobbish about conforming, I didn't pay attention. I get it now, everyone! Ikea kinda rocks my socks :)

I rounded up my favorite shopping buddy, mom, and away we went :). Mom was an Ikea virgin as well so I am sure we both looked like fools ogling all the set ups and stopping in the middle of the isle to chat about this or that. Every time I thought we were coming the end of the road we'd be in a whole other section. It was by far the coolest place I have ever been. And we finally made it to the bedroom section. I had originally wanted to go there looking for something to complete the living room, but I ended up with a bed. Isn't that how it usually works? You are looking for something and then out of the blue you find an amazing piece you never knew you wanted.

As most of you who actually read this know, I have a fancy for antiques or look a likes. There is almost nothing in Ikea that follows that design, except the lovely wrought iron bed I picked up. The scroll details and  wrought iron give it a '30s feel and the cream color keeps it neutral and airy. I love the new bed. In fact, I am thinking of calling it an early night just so I can  spend some extra time in it :).

Enjoy!

Please ignore the decor. The bedroom is still a work in progress :)

50 Shades...

Hello, friends! Well, here we are again, summer has officially started, and so has my blogging :). For the past few months I have been thinking about what needs done next. When I came up with everything, I figured I needed to scale back. I decided to start with paint. Unfortunately, this has opened a Pandora's box of more things that need to be done, but that's another blog :).

This is before. Notice Sweets hanging her head in disgust.

After. Sweets loves the new paint. She's holding her head high in pride :)

Before we moved in, the bank decided they would add new carpet and fresh paint. So sweet of them, right??? Wrong! I hate carpet, and the paint chosen was the worst color ever. Not to mention that the bank chose a flat finish. I mean, who does that? Ever had to clean a wall from drool spraying everywhere on a flat finish? It's not pretty.

I was finally able to talk Joe into letting me paint. I was ecstatic when he said yes, and I promptly went out and got samples, and then the next day got paint and got started. I showed Joe two colors and forced him to chose the one I wanted ;p, - a soft gray. Stone Gray to be exact. It is exactly what I have had in my head for months now. I love the final product!

As I normally do, I enlisted the help of family to help me tackle this project. I mean who doesn't like to paint with a friend. Plus, the time goes by quicker and you keep just a little of your sanity when two are painting :). In comes Joe's mom, Sharon, and away we went. When I first started, I was a little concerned that I had chosen the wrong color. It went on sooooooo light. But, as with all paints, it dried to the perfect shade of gray.

I had also decided that I was getting rid of the oak banister we have going upstairs. I hated it. It was so blah. It got a white wash along with the railing leading up the stairs, and I have to say that is honestly my favorite part of our living room now.

Banister before. Boring ol' oak. Yuck!

Banister after. Clean, crisp white :)

I also love how our antiques POP with this new paint. It has inspired me to stain our oak - gag - kitchen cabinets a dark cherry color. Like I said, Pandora's Box. On to the next project, new flooring in the kitchen, new light fixtures, and stain :). I can't wait!!!

Poppin' antiques :)

Notice the doggy key ring holder. I love this little gem. I picked it up in Brooklyn  while visiting my brother. It has been begging to be displayed :).

Enjoy!

Let us Entertain you!

We have finally received a table! Yes, folks, since we've moved in, Joe and I have been slumming it in front of the TV on TV trays or our laps for our meals. Thanks so very much for the early Christmas gift from Joe's parents, Mark and Sharon. Their generosity has finally given us a place to have meals like civilized people. For the record, the table was supposed to be acquired when we first moved in. I decided that a new bathroom and a cool basement were more important to me. Even though I chose those things over the table, I have been complaining about not having one every day. That day arrived on Friday night :). As I was recovering from a bout of the flu, I helped Joe carry in all the pieces and he helped me put the table together. You read that right, folks, Joey helped! I seem to think it was mostly because I was still feeling quite ill, but I'll take any help I can get. All kidding aside, he was a great help and I was glad to have it. Tables come in about 1,000 pieces for those of you who don't know. To my surprise, even though I really should stop being surprised, we had to put the chairs together. Silly me thinking a thing like a table would come assembled. With some trial and error, we were able to get the table together and in place. I have to say I am tickled pink with the new table. It's a beautiful sight to see coming down the stairs every morning. Since it has joined us 3 days ago, I have had my coffee at it, dinners have been shared, and some planning for school has happened. With that said, come on over, friends, and share a meal with us, but please only a few at a time since we have limited space :).

Feeling nostalgic :)

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

  It seems like months since my last post, oh because it has been. Well, friends, we're back. I've missed blogging dearly, and as my lovely husband pointed out I don't need to just blog about renovations to the house. Speaking of, things are at a bit of a standstill right now. School began, the holidays snuck up on us, and the budget ran out. So, while we are replenishing the budget for summer work, and preparing for the holidays, you'll have to deal with boring posts about our lives :).
  Christmas seemed like a great time to start blogging again. I mean, who doesn't love Christmas?? As we do almost every year, my mom and I trekked out the day after Thanksgiving to acquire our trees. Thanks to the very lovely selection at Gaver Tree Farm, we have made that our go to place. Joining us this year was my brother, Danny. We have been known to hack down our own tree, but this year we decided to go with a pre-cut tree. I mean why waste the energy if someone is going to do it for you? As usual, Gaver's did not disappoint. Two very nice Douglas Firs were chosen and loaded up and brought home.
  In this tiny 942sqft space a 6ft plus tree might seem to overwhelm the space, but when it comes to Christmas trees I say the bigger the better. Surprisingly, the tree looks very at home in front of the picture window we have upstairs. Joe and I spent the Sunday after Thanksgiving decorating the tree, along with some help from the pups. A new addition this year and one that will be every year is the awesome stockings Joe's mom made for us. As you are all aware, Joe is a huge Muppet fan. I have to say he has sucked me in to his obsession and I am starting to love them, too. Who seriously doesn't have a special place in their heart for Kermit The Frog?

  Well I hope you weren't too bored with this post. Enjoy the pics!