Thursday, December 18, 2008


I am Melissa Margot Tuttle (formerly Ives).
I want to go workout, but more don't.
I have to get my hair trimmed.
I wish that I didn't have to workout and weight would just fall off.
I hate living so far from some of the best friends I have ever made.
I fear that Garrin will do something stupid and fall into a coma again, and that I won't be able to wake him up next time.
I hear Jason Mraz telling me to live mighty.
I search for a few last minute Christmas gifts.
I wonder when I lost my will power. I swear I used to be stronger.
I always am up for baking big, fat cookies.
I'm usually asleep by 9:30 pm and love it.
I'm not dressed yet, but have awesome pajama pants on.
I dance around our tiny apartment when I'm home alone.
I sing in the car like I'm putting on a concert.
I never go to bed without Garrin. We went a long time without that and now I savor it.
I rarely do laundry, that's Garrin's job.
I cry when I am SUPER excited; such as seeing Jason Mraz in concert when my tickets are front row, center.
I'm not always a good deed doer, but working on it.
I lose my patients nearly every day when I can't control inanimate objects.
I'm confused why people don't "believe" in global warming.
I need motivation. Help?
I should be checking the road report, it's icy out there.
I dream some crazy stuff.  Want to know what it is like to be a secret agent, or butler, or gorilla trainer? I can tell you.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Starting Now

There aren't very many people whose blogs I read on a regular basis. The one's at listed at the right I check in on every so often, but a few of them I read every time a new entry is posted. Because of this, I have been inspired.

I have a friend named Kjersti, whose blog is listed at right, who often writes about her struggles with weight. First and foremost, I admire the fact that she writes so candidly about a topic that most have a hard time dealing with and push to the back of their minds. Second, she inspires me (who also struggles with weight) to better myself. I work out, but not as hard as I should; it is hard to do it alone. I eat ok, but definitely not well. Over the past 2 years I have gained more weight than I am ready to admit to and am currently the least healthy I have ever been. I, like Kjersti, am not setting outlandish goals; I just want to be healthy and happy.

I am ready, starting now, to lose weight, feel better, be better and work on myself.

Thank you, Kjersti, for showing me that I am not alone with my struggle. I only wish we lived within 800 miles of each other to be healthier together. You are an inspiration to me.