Shaunna Faye

Wednesday, September 29, 2010


What happens when you move out of Atlanta to the burbs and are the first of your friends to have a kid?

You stop knowing a lot of people.

When Chris and I lived in Grant Park, we went out all the time. There was a guaranteed hang out every Friday and Saturday night. And then church on Sunday night. Most of the time you go out at least two or three times during the week too. No wonder I knew so many people...

As soon as we left the city though, it all went away. We had to make an effort to go hang out. It wasn't as easy as getting a text saying to meet somewhere in 30 minutes and being able to throw on some clothes and go there. Because we had to make that effort and the drive was considerably longer, we probably only went to Atlanta once a week.

Then we got married which cut that down even more. Then Martha got here and we're lucky if we make it down to Atlanta to hang out once every 3 weeks. And even then, most of the time we have Martha with us, so we aren't staying out late because we need to go home and put her to bed.

I am not complaining at all. I quite enjoy my life in Gwinnett. I don't need to see my friends every day. I still talk to the important ones often. And they're the ones I see when I do make the effort to go out.

I talked with Chris the other night about how a lot of people we know and used to party with are still at that place where they go out a ton and know a ton of people because of that. It's hard to still relate with them sometimes. We're not completely out of the loop, but it's a huge difference. Since we no longer see these people all the time, we don't know everything about them. We don't get invited to some things. We have to play catch up every time we see them.

Also, because we don't really feel like Trinity is our church anymore (I haven't felt at home there in a long time), it's not like we can use Sunday as a good day to go and see people there.

We're looking to find a church that fits us better somewhere in our area. We don't like the mega churches though. That's just weird. We're going to try out some places soon and hopefully we can find somewhere that we like. We're hoping to go on a regular basis when Martha is a little bit older. I'd like fore her to grow up in church like I did.

Anyway. Routine changes when you move, get married, and have a kid. I try to go with the flow and keep the friends that are most important to me close. Everything/everyone else falls away.

And I'm selfishly excited that D&T are having twinsies soon. Finally, friends that will understand what it's like to hang out with a kid in tow!

Monday, September 27, 2010

I work hard for my money.

I FINALLY got access to the fitness center at work. They have several treadmills, bikes, elliptical machines, weight machines, free weights, medicine balls, and a separate room where they have classes like zumba, pilates, boot camp, yoga, step aerobics, and all kinds of other stuff.

So today was my first day working out on my lunch break. Usually at lunch I eat in 10 minutes and I sit by myself out on the patio for 50 minutes. That's lame. Today I ate at my desk and walked/ran on the treadmill for 50 minutes.

I did a little over 3 miles. Most of that walking. I jogged the last 2 full minutes just to see if I could do it. I could. And I could probably do more, which really surprised me.

I was shocked at the boost of energy I had afterward! I always heard people say that working out gives you energy because your blood is flowing and all that, but I'd never really experienced it until today.

There are 2 things I'll do differently tomorrow.

1. I'll head down there at 1:15 instead of 1:00. At 1:00 the locker room is packed full of the lunch crowd showering and getting ready to go back to work upstairs. Just 15 minutes later and I will probably be the only person in the locker room for both before and after my work out.

2. I'll eat a snack at my desk 2-3 hours before I go work out and then I'll eat a small lunch (maybe just a sandwich and some fruit or something) at my desk after my work out. I read online today that it's WAY better to eat right after working out than before. I never got an explanation why though.

With my walking today I really only burned a little over 200 calories, but I'm really going to step it up tomorrow. More running, less walking.

I'll fit back into my old pants in no time!

Friday, September 24, 2010

5 Months

She's growing up too faaaaaaaaaaast!

This baby so tiny in her car seat

is now this baby who is wiggling her way out of the bouncy chair.

Make it stop!!!

Monday, September 13, 2010

I'll rejoice and be glad in it?

I'm having one of those days where nothing is good and nothing can make it better. Well, nothing except for being able to hang out with Martha all day, have tons of money, and not have to work.

Listening to Azure Ray isn't helping.

I've done my bitching email to Kelli and bitching gchat with Chris. I got my "I totally understand" reply from Kelli and my "I'm sorry" reply from Chris. There's just not much else I can do but wish that this day was over and that tomorrow is better.

I just need about $10k a year more, about an hour less commute time to work, and for my day to consist of no stress.

I'm pretty sure that's impossible.

So I guess I'll just try to convince myself to be thankful for what I have. I know things could be a heck of a lot worse, but it still doesn't make me feel any better.

Anyway... Here's a cute picture of Martha.