Boy:
Arlin Magellan Hunsucker 
Vincent Von Hunsucker 

Girl:
Quinn Cecelia Hunsucker
Julia Lyn Hunsucker 

My New Name:
Heather Marie Hunsucker 

Wake up, it’s Thanksgiving!

I am on day 13 of Atkins and have list 5 pounds. Totally cheated again on Thursday night because Bex was working for Jonny. Had shots and a cider at Goose’s and a Yuengling at Bex and Cal’s, aghhh! Still have stayed strong with food though and continue to work out. I hope I still continue to lose LBs. Tonight is Billie’s going away party at Sarah’s, still no sitter, I hope I can go.

I am on day 7 of the atkins diet that I’ve kept to almost perfectly except for some “relatively-low carb” cocktails yesterday with my mom, sis, aunts, and cousins.  I know it’s totally cheating but yesterday I had 3 lite margaritas (only 4 carbs in the mix), a bloody mary (total cheating), a Mike’s hard pink lemonade (seriously horrible cheating, wouldn’t have been that bad if I had passed on this one), and a Smirnoff Raz & soda (I think the best choice out of all of these and actually tasted better than I remembered).  On that last one I almost got a Mich Ultra instead because the bartender at the bowling alley was horrrrrrrible!  Glad I didn’t.  I bowled a 118 and a 137 too, woop woop!  I think I could be a pretty good bowler if I did it more than twice a year.  So anyways, to punish myself for my hedonism yesterday, I just did a new ab workout on Netflix streaming that I’ve never done before.  I just found a sand spur in my hair and my midsection is pulsating but I think it was effective.  Over the past week on Monday I walked from home to the park with Elliot - not that invigorating.  On Tuesday I had my hour long Zumba class, on Wednesday I don’t think I did much after work.  Thursday I did my workout DVD, and I think about half of it again on Friday.  Saturday I walked 2+ miles pushing the stroller in 90 degree heat from home to Publix and back.  Today I did the new workout DVD which was 32 mins.  Tomorrow, not sure, there’s a spinning class at Southwest Rec that I’d love to do but Steve has softball.  Then Tuesday Zumba again, yay!  I think Katelyn wants to do it, my mom wants to try it, I think she’ll only go if Aunt Laura goes.  

Sorry to whoever reads my blog, this is boring ass shit, but it helps me to write it down!  Bikini bikini bikini!!!!!

At the end of the month, Steve and I are moving into a house in Largo on 19th Place SW (I hate street addresses like this, I think roads should have names, not numbers unless you live in a city).  It is a cute, 900sq.ft, two bedroom, one bath house with a car port, a fenced in back porch, a big frontyard, and a big backyard with a giant oak tree.  I’m really excited and also really bummed at the circumstances that are forcing me to leave my beach.  

Pros:
house.  freestanding, no sharing a wall or a yard with anybody.
yard.  vegetable garden, room for elliot to run and play outside and all the things he’s supposed to do.  also it’s fenced in.
largo rec card = cheap gym membership with a daycare within walking distance.
mud room with washer/dryer hookups.
two windows above my kitchen sink.
lots of closet and storage and cupboard room.
high ceilings.
new dishwasher. 
room to work on projects (spray-painting patio furniture, etc.) 
rent is retardedly cheaper than what we pay now.

Cons:
leaving indian rocks beach, the water out the back window, the sunrise.
kitchen is small.  it’s like if someone took my kitchen now and cut it in half to create a laundry room.
no ceiling fans.
where the fuck are we going to put maverick’s 75 gallon salt water tank?
lots of things to buy when we move in: washer, dryer, filter for aforementioned salt water tank.

All in all, there are more pros than cons, it is going to be great.  :)

We No Speak Americano ft. Cleary & Harding (via upandoverit)

Dinosaur Train, Sid the Science Kid, Curious George, Super Why, The Cat in the Hat Knows A Lot About That, Martha Speaks, Sesame Street, Clifford the Big Red Dog…best channel ever!

I am so upset.  Yesterday I was sitting on the couch feeding Elliot a bottle.  He finished and flipped himself over to shimmy down off the couch and he landed right on Jamaica who was sleeping.  She jumped up and flipped out, scratching (there was a tussle, I don’t think she bit him but I’m not sure) Elliot on the head/face.  He has two gouges in the side of his head, a cut just below his eye, and a swollen eyelid.  It doesn’t look as bad today as it did yesterday, or maybe I’m just less frantic.  I know that it was a total accident but Jam could have taken his eye out.  Steve is dead set on that we have to now get rid of her.  He says we need the kind of dog that can handle a one year old jumping on her, pulling her ears, anything.  Normally, she can handle it, she was just totally startled…  But had the injury been more serious, I don’t know, I could have fucking killed her.  She hurt my gorgeous little angel and I know he’s going to heal up fine, but she is so skiddish, there is no way to guarantee it won’t happen again.  Steve says he does but he doesn’t seem to care that she’s my dog and I’ve had her for five years.  I love her and I’m not just going to go drop her ass off at the pound.  I don’t know what to do…HELP!!!

I need super glue, deodorant, motivation, inspiration, a baby-sitter, some green tea, a person who wants to do my hair and buzz my dog’s hair for free, someone to drive me to said person, a $300 venue deposit, a retarded birthday gift for jonny (although his blue painter’s tape gun holster was pretty sweet), to remember that I finally got neon expo markers and that the red lion owes me $10, a peppermill, wii games, to give up on sherlock holmes and turn the football game back on, a purse-sized 2011 calender, to clean out my closet, to mop the floor, to pick up elliot’s toys, to put those cherrios away before they get stale, crickets, to get off the internet!