Tribute

This is a tribute to my wife. Today i went into a frenzy. Ask Bethany, I was a wreck. Laughing fits and then depression. The problem? Having dessert. I wanted it so so so so badly. it was fierce and she wouldn't cave. we had peaches and i'm super grateful that she is tough enough to stand up to me. I was like a raging bear/shark.

Babies

Today I have had an affinity for babies. That makes me sound so creepy, but that's ok because it's true.

I held my friend Shintaro's baby. He is two months old and the cutest japanese baby i've ever held. I mean he's the only one i've ever held.

So now Bethany and I are watching a movie

it show's african women licking their babies while the babies lick bones. it also shows a mongolian baby peeing while hanging out with a rooster. it's a freakin weird movie.

First day

So today was the first day of my new lifestyle. Basically it's hard. for whatever reason i was starving today. I had rice krispies for breakfast at like 6:30 this morning and by 8:30 i was starving so i ate my roast beef sandwich. Can i make it the rest of the day without snacking? well not the rest of the day but until dinner? only time will tell.

also if you have an ipod touch or an iphone or an android device download words with friends and play scrabble against me. I'm taking to you David McCleve. and anyone else interested. my username is DilFal

Let's all admit it...

I am a total stud.

Look at that complexion. Those spelling skills. The receding hairline. how good i look in yellow. The problem with me is that I lack self control. I'm a failure at self control. If I could wish for anything it would be to have more self control. here is the reason why:

This was me the sunday after my mission was over.

This is me one the first sunday in our family ward.

You might not be able to tell but the difference in these photos is almost 30 lbs. When i got to BYU I weighed at least 315 lbs. when I got home from my mission i was 235. it was the best feeling in the world. I had energy, it was easier to fit in clothes, life was good. Well i got complacent and gained weight. I was at 260. I dabbled in dieting and i exercised regularly. One of my companions would even train me at the gym. But thats when we come back to the problem of self control. I lose it. I eat and eat and eat. I can honestly say that i almost always feel hungry. So it's a struggle.

You might be wondering why i'm writing about this. Well I was just watching the Cosby show (my favorite) on netflix and taped onto the corner of my tv is a little sign i made for myself that

So it has my objective and my goal. To lose weight and to weight 200 lbs. I got idea from Elissa Mccullough when she made one for her tv but it was about stretching. so long story short, i'm trying to lose this weight. So if you see me you should ask me how i'm doing on my goal. keep me accountable. Also if you have any ideas to improve self control, shout them out to me. no dieting advice, please. I'm making a life style change. No more dieting, it's time for just plain old portion control and controlling my life.

i want a soft boiled egg

The Gym

this is 24 Hour Fitness.

I was there this morning at 4:45 am. There are a lot of reasons why i go to the gym.

1. This is the most important reason. I'm fat! yeah, that's right kory. I need to lose some weight so i'm working on it. I go and I run and sweat and lift and hope to lose the weight. The only reason why it's a hope is because i need to work on my eating habits...

2. The gym makes you feel good. Not just because of endorphins or whatever, but when you tell someone you are going to the gym you just feel good about yourself. Like, "yeah i'm going to go improve my physique" or "i'm really into being sweaty and watching sports" it's not that i think i'm better than other people because of it, but i think others thing i'm better because of it.

3. Pullups. i can't do them but i want to be able to. so i practice a lot. can you imagine a 250 lb, out of shape guy doing pullups? sounds sick to me

4. Hanging out with the guys. Some of the best friends i've ever made were from my mission. Everyone form my mission loved to workout so if i ever want to hangout with a bunch of them i can go to the gym and i know at least one will be there. (mostly because he works there)

5. the last reason, and possibly the most ridiculous, is using terminology like swoll/swole. urbandictionary.com defines swoll as "swollen, as in getting swollen or buff at the gym" you are only allowed to use lingo like that if you actually have gotten swoll.

i love being swoll

Tests

Today I took a test. Last night i couldn't fall asleep. It was rough. I wanted to sleep, but i didn't. So all day long i was slightly sleepy. that was a test. I was going to the gym today but i didn't. Tested! For the past few weeks I've been waiting to hear back from Ralcorp holdings about a sweet internship. TEST! if you know me then you know that i don't do very well on tests. I will now tell you the results that came from these tests:

First: I passed my microbiology test. It was slightly brutal, but before i went in i said hello to elise davis and that helped.

Second: I stayed awake all day

Third: I failed at going to the gym all day today.

Fourth: I GOT THE INTERNSHIP. Believe that! I'm going to make cookies that the whole country will eat. It's at Lofthouse cookies doing product development in Ogden, UT. HOORAY! so if you want some sweet cookies, ask me for some. Maybe i'll beer you some.

The Car

I consider myself to be handy.

when I say handy I mean that i think I can fix thing

s. When i was a younger man I would help my dad fix the car or solder pipes in our basement. We built an entertainment set and I even helped him pave a driveway. The thing is that my wife doesn't really have very much confidence in me when it comes to me fixing things. it's honestly a shame. So when the car wouldn't start Saturday night i decided that i would prove that i could fix it.

So i went about the work of trying to fix it. I thought it was the spark plugs but i was wrong. So a guy Bethany works with came over and suggested that it was the starter. I spent the next hour taking it out then going to Autozone to have it tested. They said it was fine. I gave up! i could not fix the car. I was screwed. so i had it brought into the mechanic feeling defeated and forlorn.

well i just got a call from the mechanic and they said it was the starter and autozone is a bunch of idiots. I WIN!