tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23699495193279470402012-02-16T05:35:07.826-08:00Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.comBlogger171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-58728352870014719372012-02-10T08:31:00.000-08:002012-02-10T08:31:25.550-08:00If I ever win, I'm going to quit my job and become a professional competitive hot dog eater.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-5872835287001471937?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-16065848424396827832012-01-30T10:19:00.001-08:002012-01-30T10:19:00.960-08:00Learn all my coworkers names. It will make my gossip much more efficient.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-1606584842439682783?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-69304361002474129772012-01-24T09:19:00.001-08:002012-01-24T09:19:29.418-08:00I'm not sure which one I'm more concerned about. The fact that I couldn't rinse my coffee cup before putting new coffee in it this morning (you know, just in case the cleaning people lick it after I go home), or the fact that I scoffed and then realized I was scoffing at myself when I wondered what type of people fit in the niche that follow a blog about pizza delivery people.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-6930436100247412977?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-81697686459252343082012-01-12T05:27:00.001-08:002012-01-12T05:27:08.948-08:00That's it, we're getting rid of the frills. And everything else. It's all gotta go!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-8169768645925234308?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-8761066493240921212012-01-09T07:30:00.001-08:002012-01-09T07:30:30.988-08:00I'm like a squirrel today. Kinda round and totally spacy.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-876106649324092121?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-17205511218322712392012-01-05T05:29:00.000-08:002012-01-05T05:29:25.860-08:00Detoxing from junk food is no fun kids. Just say no to pretty much everything that is good and taste like anything but cardboard. <br /><br />Excuse me while I throw a low fat, no refined sugars, weighed out portion of a pity party.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-1720551121832271239?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-74299116510390046952011-12-28T10:52:00.001-08:002011-12-28T10:52:47.868-08:00Start Weight: (04 Oct 11) 202.0 lb<br />Current Weight: (28 Dec 11) 202.0 lb<br />Goal Weight: 165.0 lb<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-7429911651039004695?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-87775352879578765822011-12-22T09:58:00.001-08:002011-12-22T09:59:16.241-08:00Jumping Rope.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-8777535287957876582?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-11003446962167419842011-12-21T09:46:00.001-08:002011-12-21T09:49:43.804-08:00<a href="http://scrumptiouscolour.tumblr.com/">A whole dang rainbow of it.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-1100344696216741984?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-10267007485747100952011-12-20T20:37:00.001-08:002011-12-20T20:37:39.651-08:00I'm going to master this one.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-1026700748574710095?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-77832911052922768752011-12-16T09:17:00.001-08:002011-12-16T09:17:48.147-08:00How can you make bourbon chicken with no bourbon? I'd rather leave out the chicken.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-7783291105292276875?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-20877967472572415682011-12-13T07:24:00.001-08:002011-12-13T07:24:04.045-08:00Freebird. <br />Next up: Stairway to Heaven<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-2087796747257241568?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-24424270400003742282011-11-30T14:04:00.001-08:002011-11-30T14:04:34.478-08:00<div><p>Dang skippy.</p><br/><img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ssI9Jkb17P0/TtaoaAcApXI/AAAAAAAAB8k/g_TNKNAmLD8/PART_1322690461204.png' /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-2442427040000374228?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-73612966098390602062011-11-28T11:31:00.001-08:002011-11-28T11:31:26.525-08:00If they screw up my foot, I'm going to request either a pegleg or maybe just full out mermaid tail.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-7361296609839060206?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-78687446432265290672011-11-22T05:58:00.001-08:002011-11-22T05:58:47.089-08:00I'm Thankful for everything. Honestly. My Family is great. My life is great. I can give to others. I get plenty from others. What's not to love? It's rough sometimes, but that makes me appreciate all the stuff above even more. <br /><br />I can't wait for tomorrow, and I'm thankful for yesterday.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-7868744643226529067?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-22238019777593778852011-11-18T07:06:00.001-08:002011-11-18T07:06:09.251-08:00I wish there was a great list of Thrift stores in Pittsburgh. Maybe I'll make one some day.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-2223801977759377885?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2369949519327947040.post-85588961718528633532011-11-16T08:25:00.000-08:002011-11-16T08:25:11.674-08:00This blog is it. New, that is. <br />I'm into everything and as little as possible right now. Just trying to sort it all out before....something happens. Organizing and simplifying and just making sure I have all my ducks in a row. It's nice, but busy. Calming and hectic, all at the same time. <br />I've been enjoying life and family. Cherishing all the little moments with CJ and Celeste. And I've been brewing lots of DIY and creative projects in my mind. <br /><br />Top 5 Things I would do right now if I had unlimited days off and as much money as I wanted: <br />1. Redesign my entire house, top to bottom. New everything.<br />2. Go on vacation to visit all of my family<br />3. Spend my time eating too much food and not worrying about it.<br />4. Take time for me. <br />5. Take up a new hobby. Or 100.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2369949519327947040-8558896171852863353?l=eszelestey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00520560503917380003noreply@blogger.com0