I might get your heart racing in my skin tight jeans...

There's a lot on my mind this evening.  I'm at work, so consultant evaluation forms are kind of clouding my thoughts a bit, but I do have some pretty good stuff moving around in my brain right now that I just KNOW my blog needs me to put on it.

Buckle up, world.

My IU grad school application is in.  It's done, finally.  $135, a TON of stress, and a frantic 30 minute panic attack later, I've officially applied to grad school.  Yeah, I only applied to IU.  Some people might not think that's a good choice, but it's my choice.  And I'll deal with the consequences or the benefits.  Where I'm at in my life right now doesn't put me in a position to go to any other school.  My first reason is location.  That's the honest truth.  It might seem lame, but I don't really care.  My LIFE is in Bloomington right now.  I live here, I work here, I have friends here, I have a boyfriend here.  It's not merely the town where I go to college.  I don't want to uproot.  I'm a midwestern girl.  I grew up in Indiana. I know the southern part of this state pretty darn well.  My family is just a couple hours away in case I ever needed to be home for something.  It just works, and I like that.  Also, I love my teacher.  Ms. Wise is awesome.  I'm resistant to changing teachers because I've made such progress with Ms. Wise.  She and I speak a lot of the same language, and she has a way of teaching that really connects with me.  I'm sure I'd do fine with another teacher, but when I think about having someone new, I can't help but think about what I would be missing.  The last reason, and probably the biggest issue, is the fact that it costs so much money to just apply to schools.  Frankly, I just couldn't afford it.  I'm going to be in enough debt when I have to get my own loans and start paying for my own school and rent (yes, I currently have a pretty good situation where my parents still pay for a lot of my "cost of living," for which I'm very grateful) that I certainly don't need to get a credit card and start charging things like money is fake.  Money isn't fake.  It's very real.  And I really don't have a lot.

Charlie Grable passed away on Monday morning.  Charlie was a dear friend to all of us at First Baptist Church.  He had been suffering with his health for a little while.  While his death won't be easy for us all to handle, especially his wife, kids and grandkids, we all know Charlie's in a better place now, and he's free from pain.  He's back to his old self again, probably cuttin it up with the best of them up there!  We're all sure going to miss him.

Thanksgiving was last week.  I love Thanksgiving.  It's a great holiday where we step back and take a look at all of the gifts God has blessed our lives with.  I have such a blessed life.  God has given me a great family, wonderful friends, a caring and loving boyfriend, a shelter over my head, enough money to get by, food to eat, shoes on my feet, an education, and a job.  I sure don't say thank-you to God nearly as much as I should.  He gets all the credit.  I'd have nothing without Him.  The Thanksgiving celebrations at home were much smaller this year.  Not everyone could make it in town, but those of us who were together had a great time!  It's so good to see family and to spend time with loved ones.

And with Thanksgiving comes overeating.  And with overeating comes large Becky.  That's what I am.  Right now, I'm so large.  I'm the largest I've been in my life.  My friend Heather posted on her facebook that she feels like herself only in a fat suit.  That's EXACTLY how I feel right now!  I feel the same as I normally do, just a little squishier and thicker.  Not cool.  The problem is that I legitimately do not have enough time to eat healthily or to exercise regularly.  Next semester, however, this will be a different story.  If all goes as planned, I should have enough time to dedicate to regular exercise and a healthy diet.  No more McDonald's meals because I don't have time for anything else. Plus that's such a waste of money. Bluh.  I want to get back to where I was last year this time.  And overall, I just want to feel good.  I don't feel horrible now, but I am frustrated.  I want to not be frustrated.

Where have jeggings been all my life?!  I bought my first pair of jeggings on Black Friday 2010 (aka the best Friday in the universe), and I LOVE them!! They're perfect! They're just skinny jeans that you can actually move in!  You can't get more perfect than that.  Skinny jeans are great for wearing with boots, but they are so darn restricting!  These jeggings (or jeggins as Charity lovingly refers to them...) are just what the doctor ordered!  If I had more money (which I most certainly don't...) I'd go right to the store and buy a few more pairs!  Want to know a secret?  I've already worn these jeggings 4 times in the last 5 days. Woops? Maybe.

I'd like to start a youtube series of myself singing Katy Perry songs in opera voice.  There.  I said it.  That's what has been on my mind the most. lol It could be hilarious.  Her songs are so ridiculous.  Why not sing them like they're serious and operatic?! Duh.  Stay tuned, world.