two down. ten to go.

Tomorrow week three begins. Week two...well it ended with a bang.

Pink slips and black eyes. Yes, that is right. I got kicked, punched, and scratched by a 96 year old (I'd like to use the word lady, but that hardly seems appropriate) woman. Managed to dodge the first few, but missed the last one. She got me right in the face. 96 years of great aim she has and boy does she know how to use it. Unfortunately that meant I spent all of Friday filling out 'the pink slip'. Such a joy. I tried the whole "I promise I will not sue your company and I feel fine" but that didn't fly. Too bad because I had to write several novels of just exactly how I lost to a 96 year old stroke patient in a wheelchair.

Things I learned from this dear patient. Never underestimate women who look fragile. 96 years is a long time for people to practice throwing punches. When the nurse says, "she just had her meds and should be fine now," use precaution, this may not be true.

Good things that came from Friday: it was the last day of the week. Sweet little 96 year old got discharged (found out later I was victim #2). Last but not least...they let me leave early to "recover" which meant I went to sonic and got a pedicure/manicure. You know I loved that! All in all, good week number two and looking forward to number three.

sunday shoes!

Adorable. Pair them with a dress. Or maybe with some skinny jeans. Surely these would look good with almost anything or at least I think so. Find these cute little SM Luxe pumps at your local DSW or online. {FREE shipping if you order online!}

reasons to not get out of shape.

1. getting back in shape is no fun, at all, ever.

2. clothes are expensive. wearing clothes that no longer fit you is uncomfortable. muffin tops are only cool at places like panera or your kitchen.

last but most definitely not least....

3. getting shown up by a 60 year old man in a step class AND getting shown up by the same man two days later in a body work class is simply embarrassing.

...all good arguments address both sides of the situation, so let's ponder reasons TO get out of shape.

1. coca-cola classic is delicious always.

2. watching movies during any amount of free time is always and will forever be enjoyable.

3. personal trainers are usually quite attractive and let's not forget...in shape :)

{sunday shoes}

Nothing better than a group of ladies in cowboy boots. As a staple in my wardrobe, I LOVE cowboy boots and recommend them to everyone.

When I first found out I would be living it up in Texas for a few months, bringing the cowboy boots with me was a must. But I should tell you, cowboys (aside from the football fans) are not as prevalent as one would think here in Dallas. I have been informed that if you really want to find a Texan Cowboy you have to venture off the beaten path to small towns. There you may find all things cowboy...hats, boots, spurs, tumble weeds, you get the idea.

The BIG D.

So I made it! Welcome to Dallas.

So far I have noticed all things most different from home, the southeast, and what I love. For starters, Coca-Cola classic tastes different here and the water tastes slightly like dirt. @EmileeM can verify that both of these are true. The roads here, make no sense and the drivers...I have no comment.

Dallas did know how to bring in the New Year with style though. Huge buildings, massive crowds, several concerts, plastic champagne glasses (can you call them glasses?), and fireworks. I'll take that!

Being a tourist for the weekend was GREAT. Four story malls with Christmas trees big enough to need lights to warn off airplanes AND an ice skating rink. Cowboys stadium, enough said. By the way, the stadium is shaped and looks like a glass football (still hoping for Super Bowl tickets). Six Flags over TX, incredible. 6th Floor Museum and The Grassy Knoll (aka...where JFK was shot) was amazing.

Since my personal GPS left three days ago, I have successfully made it around town without the assistance of Charlene (the GPS) which I find a great accomplishment, note the terrible roads mentioned above.

The room has come together quite nicely and feels a little like home or as close as home can feel when it's roughly 800 miles away.

Work. Well it is work. But not quite so much work, rather just orientation for the past few days. Have to love that. Although I do love orientation because that means getting off early. Which means hitting up Sonic for happy hour. Thus Coca-Cola classic. I do love that.

Stay tuned as life in TX unfolds. I feel many stories for the near future.