More Awesomeness

Yes. More Nathan Barnatt awesomeness. Because I love him.

You're welcome.

Do you know this man?

If not, you should. His name is Nathan Barnatt and he is hilarious. My hubby and I stumbled upon him of You Tube and it was love at first site.

Seriously.

Nathan is a comedian and actor and nerd. He has several personas he uses in his videos including Keith Apicary, Trale Lewous, and Ray Amsley. And all are awesome (though I have a soft spot for Keith and Trale).

His comedy is very physical and surprisingly clean. He does sketch comedy, songs, dance . . .everything, I swear. He's been in commercials, was on Auction Hunters and Community.

His SKITTLES SONG! One of the first videos we saw. I laughed so hard!

One of my favorite videos of his where he shows of his epic dance skills. Nathan dancing to Pop Culture by Madeon. Nathan correographed and edited the video. And it's full of win!


Now, I'm not gonna lie, but nerdy was never so sexy. Yes. I said it. I'm sure my hubby will think I'm crazy when he reads this, but I don't care. Nathan Barnatt has a nerdy sexiness that people need to recognize.

It's hard not to find someone with his energy and sense of humor attractive. He's now in my five.

And yes, his hair in the videos is how his hair is. And it just adds to his nerdy charm.

Subscribe to his You Tube channel and prepare to laugh!

It's back again . . .

The depression, I mean. Not fully. Not crippling. Not yet, anyway. It's starting as it always does, with the anger. The rage. Little things that shouldn't bother me send me into a flury of curses, of teeth grinding, of tears. I feel like screaming and putting my fists through walls. Like destroying everything in my house. I feel hopeless, worthless, pointless.
And after this . . .after the anger . . .comes the profound depression. The lack of motivation, will power. Sadness so deep I can't function. A disconnection with my life and everything in it. I watch from the sidelines, powerless. I would rather cease to exsist than to deal with my thoughts and emotions.
The downward spiral is starting. I see it, I feel it, I don't know how to stop it. I'm tired of the pills that only bring months of relief. I'm tired of the pills that ruin my body. I'm tired of keeping up the ruse that I'm okay and of hearing people say that I'll get better. You don't know that.
I need to stop the spiral before it starts. How am I supposed to do that when I can't see a psychiatrist without attempting suicide? How long can I keep up the charade? How do I tell my family that it's happening again? That I need their help. What do I say to my son when he asks why I'm sad?

Found it Friday

Thanksgiving Edition! Because I like turkey.

Turkey Cake Pops!!

Amigurumi turkey FTW!

Everyone needs these epic turkey earrings!

A Belated Happy Halloween

Yes, this is me in my Halloween costume!!!! I was a dark nurse from Silent Hill. And I was creepy. This shot was taken at the Denver Zombie Crawl. I'll share more photos later . . .

Have some more deer art!

These are all character requests from The Endless Forest.

Things Are Going To Change

Not on my blog, necessarily, but in my life. I've made a promise to myself to get in shape and be healthy. No more excuses.
I'll make a very long story short - the last 2 years have been craptastic as far as my health is concerned. Depression, thyroid issues, injuries . . . all have done their part to keep me out of the gym. Couple that with laziness and, well, you get the idea.
However, I have my motivation back. My desire. My will to lose the weight and be healthy once again. And I will succeed.
How? By eating healthy. By making small changes. By getting my ass back in the gym.

. . . . . . and by beating my hubby in a weight loss competition.

Yep. My hubby and I are having a weight loss competition. It started yesterday and will run 8 weeks. The one who loses the highest percentage of weight loss, wins. And it's not a true competition without prizes!
My prize, if I win, is to do an all night ghost hunting tour (yes, I'm a Ghost Hunters junkie). And I WILL win.
So I will keep you, faithful readers, updated on my progress. I have before pictures and measurements, which I plan on sharing with the after ones.
My starting weight, my weight taken at the gym this morning, is 162.5. I don't have a target weight I'm trying to reach. Before I was pregnant with my son, I weighed 143 and it was a perfect, healthy weight for my size. Somewhere around there would be lovely. But I'm more interested in how I feel and how I look.
I'll update at least once a week. Some weeks maybe more often, who knows.
Wish me luck, though I know I won't need it. :)

Look at me! I'm sporatic!

Well. It's been over a month since my last post. I'd call that pretty sporatic. Or lazy. Or both. All I know is that right now I'm enjoying a delicious honeycrisp apple.


And I chose the apple over chocolate.