tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457862487174508852024-03-05T04:05:25.589-08:00Cupcakes For Dinner“I know it's not perfect, but it's life. Life is messy sometimes."Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.comBlogger74125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-12598916888866689662011-04-06T10:40:00.000-07:002011-04-06T10:42:55.329-07:00SUCCESSSuccess begins in the mind. The world exists as we believe it exists. Change your perception, and you change your life.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-88368605594483091852011-04-06T10:25:00.000-07:002011-04-06T10:38:53.148-07:00New Training PlanI have decided to attempt the Furman FIRST running program. It consists of running 3 days a week and 2 days of cross-training. Seems easy enough, right? Wrong! The 3 runs are difficult. Intervals, tempo and a long run. The paces and plans are layed out in the book and very easy to understand. The paces are extremely fast. But I'm at a place where I know I can be faster and run further. I just need instructions on how to do it. The foot injury is almost gone (knock on wood). I probably will continue to tape and wrap just for support and peace of mind. It feels good to be back on track and I have a feeling that I'm going to see improvements in my time and distance real soon. <br />One thing that seems to remain true is when my running is "ON", the other areas of my life are as well. I've said it before, but running is my therapy. My happy place. Where I go to battle my biggest competition---> ME!Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-24258495015324267462011-03-22T15:05:00.000-07:002011-03-22T15:12:51.990-07:00Summer GirlsWorkouts and running have become quite difficult. That foot injury that I sustained at the beginning of Feburary has not healed completely. More than likely this is due to my stubborness of not listening to advice of doctors and other runners and letting it rest. None the less, I have continued to get my daily cardio sessions in. I'm starting on the "it's almost summer" diet this week. With running, I could eat what I wanted without any concern. Looks like those days are gone for now. Rabbit food and nothing delicious is what I have to look forward too. Yay!!!! The things we girls do to look good in a bikini!Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-71655556714838479842011-03-09T13:28:00.000-08:002011-03-09T13:30:03.968-08:00Let It Be"Joy is found between what was and what will be. Not by worrying, but by letting it be."Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-84555827235762814732011-03-09T13:14:00.000-08:002011-03-09T13:27:11.871-08:00The Love EquationLike the Beatles said "the love you take is equal to the love you make". <br /><br />It's a pretty simple equation, but one that I frequently need to be reminded of. Think of the people you know who give love in response to negative enrgy that’s directed their way. There aren’t many people who respond lovingly in that situation. The ones who do are able to because they have love to give away. They know that it’s impossible to give away what they don’t have, and they’ve gone that extra mile to acquire what it is that they want to both attract and give away. <br /><br />If love and joy are what you want to give and receive, then begin by taking stock. What have you got to give away? What are you giving out to the universe, and thus, what are you attracting? Remember that you can’t give away what you don’t have, but you can change your life by changing what’s going on inside.<br /><br />If what you give is self-respect and self-love, the universe will return the love and respect you’ve been radiating. It’s really so simple.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-84147465129229114712011-02-10T09:45:00.000-08:002011-02-10T10:22:50.448-08:00The Good, The Bad and The Junk InbetweenI should be shouting on the roof tops. Jumping for joy. I would if I physically could. I ran the Surf City Huntington Beach half marathon and set a person best time of 1:52. My goal was to break 2:00. Well, I did that and then some. But around mile 12.5 I felt and heard a rip in my heel. The throbbing pain was excrutiating. I limped to the finish line. Scared to stop walking because I could feel my foot tightening up. Over the next few hours it got so bad I couldn't bear any weight on it. The happiness of setting a PR was kicked away by my aching foot. <br />Over the next few days, I iced, stretched, medicated this pain. Heaven forbid I actually see a doctor about this. That would only validate that I did in fact injury myself. But yesterday I gave in. I went to the physical therapy department at the hospital for an ultrasound. As I figured, it's plantar fasciitis. It's common among runners. My friend showed me how to wrap the heel and some different stretching exercises to do as well. He also suggested KT tape. I guess this tape is a miracle in itself. I actually went to bed last might believing so much in this stuff that I set my alarm to get up and run this morning. Once I took that first morning step, I knew that run wasn't happening. What a disappontment. Another day with no running. I crave my runs. I mentally need them. My attitude suffers terribly when I don't get my daily dose of pavement pounding in. <br />So at this point, I take it day by day. I'm truely hoping that I'm back on track here very soon. I'm not sure how much more my family and friends can handle the grumpy side of me.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-5780724340968962062011-02-07T16:31:00.001-08:002011-02-07T16:46:36.755-08:00ReflectionsTo say that "Life is Great", would be an understatement. Over the last 3 months I have been dating Mr. Vegas or H, as most of his friends call him. He's was a very unexpected surprise to my life. We have the best times together and because we go way back as friends, it seems like we have know each other forever. This weekend was a very busy one. <br />With my daughters Cheer competition in Palm Springs to my half-marathon race on Sunday morning and a super bowl party to finish it off. This amazing man just went with it and really kept it all in persepective for me. He truely is my super hero and I can't wait to see what the future holds for us. I'm pretty sure my awesome run time of 1:52 had a lot to do with his motivation and desire to see me at my best. Yep, I'm a very lucky girl.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-79392032645194690822010-10-19T10:56:00.000-07:002011-04-06T10:25:32.405-07:00Fall Brings New BeginningsIt's been a busy start to the fall season. My girls are busy with college and Jr. High. And my Vegas friend decided to move back to California. Very shocking to me to say the least. He called me on his move here saying he was done with Vegas and wanted to be back in Cali, which he is originally from. He also informed me that he was "moving here for me". Ok? He must be kidding, right? <br />Anyway, my friend and I ran the Long Beach Half marathon on Oct. 17th and that was awesome. Finished in 2 hours and 10 mins. Months prior I had invited Mr. Vegas friend to come to Long Beach to watch the race. Little did I know he actually would show up at the finish line waiting for me. Now I do have to say, I thought that was pretty awesome. No one does that. My own sisters won't even go to one of my races. So we hung out with my friend and her husband and a few other friends and we watched football at a local bar down by the race. We had lots of fun and he got along well with everyone. Since we both had cars in Long Beach, we left about the same time to head home and just followed each other. We decided to stop off at a burger place once we got back to our home town. We ate and had good conversation. He is a really fun person and seems to get all my quirks. And doesn't mind my flaws or least he didn't seem to be repulsed by my sweatyness at the racing finishing line. <br />I really am intrigued by Mr. Vegas. We have been friends for many years now and we both know quite a bit about each others past, both good and bad. We always have had great conversations but now that he is here, it somewhat changes the dynamic. <br />Life is always throwing stuff at you and the only thing we can control is how we react to it.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-75928550466284206562010-09-10T16:51:00.000-07:002011-01-05T16:55:11.736-08:00SunshineNever let another person's negativity cloud your own sunshine. Shine on, anyways!!Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-58596046666674305592010-09-02T16:37:00.000-07:002011-01-05T16:50:45.497-08:00Running Is My DrugRunning had always been one of my greatest loves. It's my escape from the hectic world and my busy mind. I typically try to run 4-5 times per week schedule permitting. When getting over a love lost, running is great therapy. I visualize myself running away from heartbreak with every stride. If guy ended up being a jerk, then every stride becomes my foot smashing his face in the ground. Mean? Maybe. But seems to leave me feeling so much better after. Since I am back to my single girl status, my running has ben amazing. Faster and much stronger. I have signed up for the Long Beach half marathon mid October. I know I will be ready to tackle those 13.1 miles. I will keep you posted. <br />XoXoXLife's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-24778586548500402472010-08-31T13:34:00.000-07:002010-12-30T13:40:42.945-08:00Question?Have you ever seen your X in public and thought to yourself, "what the F was I thinking?". <br />Just had one of those moments.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-45283238027238023062010-08-21T13:29:00.000-07:002010-12-30T13:34:00.813-08:00"Everyone comes with baggage. Be with someone who loves you enough to help you unpack it."Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-32916734301104763002010-08-14T13:22:00.000-07:002010-12-30T13:28:20.009-08:00Man Up!So after all the "I Love You's" and "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you", Mr. Blind Date, has some "things" to deal with. What are these "things" you ask? Work, financial, past issues. All B.S. If you ask me. Aren't you suppose to lean on the ones you love during difficult times? I thought so. Guess it's just too much for him to deal with. Well, good because last time I checked I was only interested in men not little boys. And men who I can strut my stuff in 4-5 inch stillettos. So there!!!!! <br />Next!<br />XoXoLife's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-81598180374770549942010-08-04T12:59:00.000-07:002010-12-30T13:04:58.583-08:00"Be with someone who knows what they have when they have you"Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-86597878378593433792010-08-02T12:44:00.000-07:002010-12-30T12:58:56.276-08:00Well that was FUNVegas trip was very uneventful. That is not the word I prefer to use when recalling my Vegas weekend. I like words like "bananas" and "out of control" and maybe even "fun". Oh alright, I'm being my normal braty self. Vegas was alright. I guess when your boyfriends sister marries a guy old enough to be her father you can't expect too much excitement. Again, very braty of me and so rude. We layed by the pool, had some cocktails. Gambled a bit. And the highlight was the Flamingo showgirls shakin their little booties topless. Thrilling. Not a single chick even had boobs to shake so it really was rather boring. But now I can say "I have been to a real Vegas show". Whoopeeee!!!! <br />But I do like Mr. Blind Date. Atleast for right now. The little quirks that we all have, well, his are startin to bug. Back to the I don't know/maybe/maybe not the one, questions in my head. <br />Chat later.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-1328469716256124322010-07-30T12:33:00.000-07:002010-12-30T12:43:33.117-08:00Vegas with Mr. Blind DateIt's the end of July and perfect weather to go to Vegas. Mr. Blind Date and his sister and her husband and I are heading off to Vegas for a fun weekend. Things are still moving right along with this guy. He is very genuinely sweet to me. It's a nice change from the junk I dated in the past. But let's see how he acts in a place that screams out "sex" and tons of "nudity". Will he get jealous and be all over me or relax and not let his insecurities get the best of him. Don't worry, I'm not gonna go to any extremes to put this guy to the test. But confidence is a big plus when it comes to my physical and emotional attraction to a man. And I need to see him in action. <br />Let the games begin, Vegas style. :)<br />XoXoLife's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-32086100272194586462010-07-07T12:19:00.000-07:002010-12-30T12:32:53.882-08:00Just a quick summer recap. Things with Mr. Blind Date, that's his 'code name', are going well. I went to Palm Springs with him and the family and it turned out just fine. It's only been 2 months and he is already planning a long life for us. I'm not sure yet. His "I'm so in love with you's" are nice, but I'm not even close to that yet. Can I really live the rest of my life with a guy who adds Splenda to his coffee??? I don't know if I can. It may seem like no big deal, but years from now could lead to divorce. <br />So yes, I'm having fun going to the beach and having an admirer on my tail. My mind keeps throwing out questions like "why are you settleing?" or "why don't you get butterflies when you see him?". Maybe I expect too much from Love. Has society made it so unrealistic that no one man will ever meet all my expectations ? I really hope that's not the case. We will see.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-77489917323529426402010-05-22T11:54:00.000-07:002010-12-30T12:14:42.338-08:00SkepticalSo my blind date when well. I'm not gonna lie, he is a bit short for me and my 4-5 inch heels. But overall, seems nice. We have gone out to dinner a few times and hung out. I'm definitely moving slow with this one. He is very outspoken with his, what I like to call, 'infatuation' with me. Always complementing and opening the door for very much a gentlemen. Even sent me flowers already. He's asking me to go away with him and his family, mom included, for a Palm Springs weekend. Seems a bit too soon for all that. But I guess they have had this planned for sometime. Maybe, I'm nor sure yet. Haven't decided if he's the one yet or not. Always thought the 'ONE' would be so obvious to recognize that all my 'maybe's' and 'I don't knows' would totally disappear. <br /><br />XoXo <br />P.S. I need to come up with a code name for this guy. Any ideas?Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-79158110410584140532010-05-04T22:12:00.000-07:002010-12-30T11:53:34.427-08:00Blind DateI have agreed to go on a blind date. A friend from the hospital is setting me up with her boyfriends friend. What have I got to lose? My biggest issue is that he is a Cop. Is that the wrong word to use? How about Police Officer? Whatever, my experience with them has been none! Just hear that they are all arrogant and cheaters. But who am I to stereotype. So we will see. <br />I will keep you posted.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-22057069181039686292010-04-08T08:34:00.000-07:002010-12-30T11:43:03.265-08:00Vegas RecapVegas was great. My daughters team got 1st place and National Champs. She did awesome. I got to have a drink with my friend from high school and chit chatted about life and how old we are getting. The weather was alright. You know I would of had tons more fun if it would have been scorching HOT and I could have lounged by the pool. (dreaming). Anyway, my friend couldn't make it for a drink. Honestly, not all that surprised. We have good conversation but like I said "not interested". Then why do I get the feeling sometimes that he is??? Hmmmmm? <br />So that was Vegas. Good to be home. <br />XoXoLife's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-86064364498431599252010-04-05T09:22:00.000-07:002010-12-30T11:33:59.053-08:00Vegas & CheerSo I am heading off to Vegas for the weekend. You know me, such the party animal. Actually going for my daughters All-Star Cheerleading National Competition. Which makes for a lot of big hair, glittery make-up, and way too many cheer moms that are attempting to live out their dreams through their daughters. Sounds like a whole lot of fun! Don't get me wrong I enjoy watching my beautiful daughter perform and give it her best, but the idea of adult fun this weekend is not on the agenda. Oh, I forgot. I will get to meet up with my cheerleading friend and her husband from high school. Both of her daughters are on another team that will be there as well. And possible a cocktail with a guy friend who lives in Vegas. He and I have been friends for 5 years now. He's nice to talk with but totally unavailable and not interested in me. So don't go getting the wrong idea. I better get to packing. Chat soon.<br />XoXo.Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-3786153514797597292010-04-02T23:14:00.000-07:002010-12-30T11:21:39.988-08:00Live Life Happy<span style="font-style:italic;"></span>"Laugh when you can, apologize when you should & let go of what you can't change. Life is too short to be anything but HAPPY."- UnknownLife's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-44313453575788393832010-04-01T10:29:00.000-07:002010-12-30T11:06:32.819-08:00Live and LearnIt's been awhile since I've posted anything. Life is good. Working in pediatrics right now. I like it and it's keeping me on my toes. Never thought I would have the patience to work with kids. Who am I kidding, i'm still lacking in the patience department. <br />In the love department, not much to talk about. Friends with the Mr. 7 and very happy to have realized that I deserve more. I deserve a man that loves and adores me and isn't afraid to share how he feels about me. Not sure why I was attracted to a 36 year old who wants to be the star DJ at his own house partys every weekend. A guy who's idea of a weekend away also includes sharing a room with all his friends or other couples. What was I thinking??? Live and learn I guess. <br />So besides that, life is moving right along. I figure when love does show up at my doorstep it will be when I least expect it. And you know how every girl loves a good surprise!!!!Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-19204986417907869302010-01-12T11:07:00.000-08:002010-01-12T11:10:03.490-08:00~"Sometimes the most hardened Earth blooms the most beautiful Flowers."Life's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745786248717450885.post-69950570393538964172009-11-12T17:01:00.001-08:002009-11-12T17:07:13.688-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrtc67RZXSNXQOljIj3UPGQY1YQSp4_iDj1q7qhYbdKa0GsnAFsRj0JdqTlbCo4Qbr3Cm_4qGnJwUPqN9fLdrQW1XV_y9aoP46XLPzfGVaoXJPQqvUtrsN208To49wGohInG6HrEskTaA/s1600-h/love+life.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrtc67RZXSNXQOljIj3UPGQY1YQSp4_iDj1q7qhYbdKa0GsnAFsRj0JdqTlbCo4Qbr3Cm_4qGnJwUPqN9fLdrQW1XV_y9aoP46XLPzfGVaoXJPQqvUtrsN208To49wGohInG6HrEskTaA/s200/love+life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403388432686511074" /></a><br /><em>“I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.”</em><br />~Woody AllenLife's Cupcakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15581153833127029420noreply@blogger.com0