Yep.  That would be lack of motivation, my friends.  Two big runs were missed because on a) Friday, I went erranding and Clinique-ing, and b) today I helped a friend move and we went out to lunch and my Kindle was (and is still) yelling at me way louder than the treadmill. 

Greasy, headbanned hair is the new trend. Boom.

I love this more than life itself. And almost as much as my MacBook.

After being friendly movers, we went out to lunch and then my food baby was too big for my treadmill.  Oh well, moving on.

Tomorrow I switch to days at work so that means that 3am will come very, very, VERY bright and early for me.  Gotta get those runs in somehow.  Heading to bed early.  Plan for manana: run in AM, weights for upper body in PM after work.  YAHOO!

P.S.  Just started reading Hunger Games.  CANNOT put down my Kindle for the life of me.  What should my next book be???  Suggestions, por favor!!  What is YOUR favorite book?

Muah!

Not us. And we sleep on the opposite sides of the picture. And we both have blonde hair. And sleep el nakedo. Sometimes.

iPhone photo = bad picture.

Random #2:  For the first time in my LIFE last night, I could barely eat my Indian take-out.  Hot Mark even went out and picked it up for me (the Indian driver was stuck in snow — not that he’s Indian ??) and when he walked in the door, my stomach went all weird on me.  I was so bummed.

Chana Masala.

Baingan Bharta

Random #3:  I have a love/hate relationship with Oprah.  I sometimes believe that she does things for ratings and other times I think she does things because she loves to be helpful.  Like have you noticed that whenever she gives away jewelry, it’s almost always in the shape of an “O” ?

Philip Stein 2010 "Favorite Things" watch.

Australian pink diamond necklace giveaway.

Random #4:  I went to Nordstrom yesterday and spent a kajillion dollars on new makeup, new skin care and new age-proofing makeup.  (WHAT?!?!  I HAD TO GET AGE PROOFING CREAM?????)  I almost had a mini melt-down in the store when Idy (the awesome saleslady who hugged me after I left and gave me her cell number) brought me eye cream and pore-minimizer from Clarins.  Holy crap.  I needed eye cream to help with my wrinkles???  That’s it.  Bring on the botox.

VS

Hot Mark's future wife.

Random #5:  Hot Mark is buying a rifle.  Right now.  He is currently at the gun store purchasing a rifle and a safe.  Oh Lord — this is a man who before boot camp, never wanted guns in the house.

Random #6:  I’m off for a long run on the treadmill.  I LOVE RUNNING!!!

I'm either constipated or doing a squat. Or landing a jump.

Saturday plans?  Tell me!!

Mine are running and DATE NIGHT!!!  Dinner and wine and a movie.  Yes!!!  Hot Mark is taking me to a MOVIE!!!  Fun fact:  HM hates going to movies.  When we first started dating, we didn’t see a movie until about two months into our relationship.  He thinks they are a waste of date because you can’t talk during them.  But I LOVE THEM.  More than anything.  And if we miss the previews, I think we might as well turn around.  When I see this screen, I get palpitations.  YESSSSS!!!!

Snow-frigging-mageddon.  RI-cock-u-LOUS.  The snow apocalypse that attacked Maryland/Virginia yesterday was INSANE.  I was supposed to be at work at 6:30pm.  Normally it takes me 25 minutes to get there.  Let me take you through my drive.

5:30pm:  Hot Mark goes out to start my car.  Comes in and says “Kate.  Kate.  This is insane.  Kate.  Kate.  Kate – get in the car.”

5:45pm:  Kate gets in the car.  Kate starts to think about turning around.

6:00pm:  Kate is not yet on the highway.  Calls Mark.

6:15pm:  Kate is on the highway, but has not gone 1 mile.  Calls Mark.

[[ At risk of sounding, oh I don't know, repetitive, I'll just tell you that from 6:15p to 7:30p, I slid and slid and slid and SLID.  And called Hot Mark approximately 73.45 times.  In several of those times, I angrily told my sweet husband that he had BETTER buy me a SUV and get rid of this car because I AM NOT DRIVING IN THIS CRAP ANYMORE.  *I may have been a little dramatic...for God's sake, Katie...you're from Alaska.  But honestly, it was the worst of the worst -- worse than anything in Alaska I've ever seen.  And for the record, if I were to pay taxes in the state of Maryland, I'd be PISSED.  I saw not one snow plow, not one salt truck, not one worker.  NOT ONE. ]]

7:30pm:  Arrive at work.  Well, outside of work.  I sat outside the gates of the base for 45 more minutes.  I COULD SEE MY BUILDING.  So annoying.

8:15pm:  Get into work, change into my super hot poop-colored uniform and apologize profusely to my patients and promise to bring them copious amounts of Dilaudid to make up for my uber lateness.

Whew!  To entertain myself, and you all, here are the many faces of Katie:

I texted my sister all these pics (+ a video) and she responded with “You are officially the weirdest sister EVER.”  Like you were SURPRISED?!?

Now I’m off to watch my oh so very guilty pleasure:

YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!

So I realized that I never really did an “Intro” post.  Or a post that introduces me to y’all.  It’s sort of weird, though — how does one do that?  Especially when one has no apparent readers because one’s blog is so young that no one knows about her yet.  Hmmm…

I’m from Alaska.

I’m a nurse.  In the Navy.

I have a brother and a sister and sister-in-law.  And my husband.  We are all active duty military.

We have no history of military in our family.  Dad’s an accountant and Mom’s a teacher.

My Nana is my best friend.  She’s awesome.

I love love LOVE avocados and orange juice jelly bellies and red cherry jelly bellies.  I could eat them forever.

All my friends are spread out across the country right now.  (Insert sad face.)  As well as my family.

I am in love with running.  And my treadmill.  My favorite distance is the marathon but am discovering that I am quite good at half’s.

I am 28 years young.  The hubby is 33 and almost didn’t date me because of our age difference.  Whoa — he would have totally missed out.

Consider yourselves introduced.  I’m off to make out with my handsome bff.

And just for s&g’s (shits and giggle’s) here’s the latest fact:  I just found dried, crusty oatmeal in between my wedding rings.  Awesome. The last time I had oatmeal was yesterday.  And apparently I eat it with my hands ???

1.  I get bloody noses all the time.  Like today, for example.  I was in Bath & Body Works to get some more of those plug-into-the-wall thingys and I started gushing.  Like, bad.  It wouldn’t have been that terrible if I had a) not been in there for 20 minutes already, trying to choose between 15 different deals they had going on (they ALWAYS have deals!!) and b) didn’t have on a white shirt.  Yep, definitely did.  However, I was slightly lucky because if you have ever been in a B&BW store, you know they have a sink, kleenex and paper towels.  Crisis averted, but I sprinted/cowered/sneaked out to my car with my head held high.  To stop the bleeding, not because I wasn’t totally embarrassed.  Shit.

2.  One of my favorite things to do is make lists.  Of everything.  Grocery lists, to-do lists, exercise lists, places-to-kiss-on-Hot-Mark lists, etc.  I love ‘em.  They are in every pocket of every coat, every slot of every purse and every cubbyhole in my car.  BUT, I never can quite get them all the way crossed off.

3.  I will think three times before I spend $100 on clothes but will not hesitate when it comes to art.  I inherited that from my momma — she always told me two things when I was growing up:

“Katie Julie — you are allowed to kiss a boy a week.  Have fun and smooch but make sure he opens the door for you first.”

and

“Spend money on art.  I don’t care how poor you are — you should always have art on your walls.  It will make you feel classy.”

Okay, Momma.  Done and done.

But now I only kiss one boy. Wahoo!