The "I Love Lucy" Syndrome....

From the Pumps'tionary: 
i love lucy
[ahy luhv loo-see]
adjective
shenanigans, always getting into something; trouble


Have I been away toooooo long!
My grandfather who drunk excessively would always come home singing this made up in his head song after a night of drinking. I often wonder how he managed to make it all the way home from wherever he was safely then procedeed to fall out his truck and lie on the ground singing till someone came to help his tail up!
Anywho back to my story... where was I going with this????

OH It has been awhile since I have blogged; I am excited about taking it to the next level.

DAY 1:

I spend my day looking at articles, posts, videos etc and then I decide in my head, "HUMMMM! I can do that!!!" or "I am going to try that and see if it works". I am a "tryer", a tester whatever you want to call it, I just know my husband is quite tired of all my shenanigans.

The latest that has my undivided attention {sidebar: my attention is short so none of these ideals last long}  I found on Pinterest (OMGrapeJelly, talking about obsessed with Pinterest. I will stay on that allllll day). Anyway, let's stay focused here.....

Jersey Girl cut all forms of cardio and did only strength training in her quest to transform her body from what she described as "skinny fat" to muscle definition. She states, (and I quote)
*click on Jersey Girl above to read everything she said. Again, my attention is short*

"What women fail to realize is that doing ONLY cardio won't change the shape of your body/muscles. Sure you will lose body fat but what is underneath that fat is not going to help shape you."

Awesome, I thought let ME try that! (Great, here I go again!!!).....

Stats:
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 179.0
BMI: 30.7 (obese... but I have 1lb to get to overweight! *that is a come up*)

Neck: 14 1/2
Upper Arm: (L) 12 1/2 (R) 13
Chest: 43 1/2
Waist: 39 1/2
Hip:  42
Thigh: (L) 25 (R) 25 1/2
Calf: 15 (both)

Do you see my stomach???? Ice Burn from my last experiment - coolsculpting! I decided to stuff my shorts with ice packs to see if it works. #shrugs **disclaimer: that is NOT how the procedure works (short stuffing) that was just my "I Love Lucy". *You would think I would learn my lesson.

Maybe I should have comb my hair!!!! #againIshrug

My husband bought me a coke home from work hence why my plans are always spoiled! He could have least picked my name since he insist on not listening to me when I say not to bring me sodas!

Lacing up..... Hey!!! I need to shave.... #shrugging

I decided to stick with her workout schedule since she so nicely posted it in her post - 

Leg Day!

5 minute warm-up on Treadmill: (incline 3.0mph)

SuperSets:

1: Walking Lunges: 3sets of 8reps with 15lb dumbbells.

    Side Lunge Squats: 3sets of 8reps with 15lb dumbbells.

2. Back Squats - 3sets of 8 reps holding 15lb dumbell at shoulder level

    Step Up: 3sets of 8reps with dumbbells.

3. Leg Curls with exercise ball: 3sets of 8reps

    Calf Raises

I ended with 3 sets of something ELSE I saw someone do and now I am trying to get the move down....

Reverse Plank-Pike with gliders. 

Day One! The Husband Challenge

LOVE......

Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their toil. For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow..... -Ecclesiastes 4:9-11

My husband has challenged me!

Actually I came pretty close to losing my husband. He was on the border of congestive heart failure, his lungs was failing and he was diagnosed with colon cancer. His hospital stay lasted for about a month and when he returned home - he had lost 40 lbs.

He is on an all out mission to gain that 40 pounds back plus whatever more he can get. He is attacking that mission with such a tenacity that he is systematically eating us out of a house and a home. Shoots if you really would want to know; I will give him those 40 pounds personally.

The other day we were holding a conversation in the family board room - the bed *sidebar: all important decision are made in our family through conversations in the bed, I mean family boardroom.  From outta nowhere (because we were actually talking about something totally different)  he says, "Let's have a challenge, the first one to 170 wins!"
He will take me and my sexy self on a cruise if I win and I will have to buy him some rims for his care if he wins. We even had a witness, our daughter so there is no getting out of this one, Mister! It's going down
#MrandMrsJackson #CheckinDAY1 #Him137 #Me185

What do you think about these #JimmyChoo's? Sexy enough to wear on my cruise?

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#highheels #shoegameonpoint #shoes #shoeporn #fashion #fashionblogger

Head over Heels In (pause) well in something....

"Honey!"
"Hoooonnnney!", this time he shakes me.

It's 2 am.
I really thought I was dreaming but because we are talking about MY husband - I guess I should have known better.

"We need to talk!"
NOoooNoNooooNo -in my Kevin Hart's voice. (this is what I am thinking)
However I have been married for 18 years, in that time frame you get to know your husband VERY well so I knew not to say that out loud. That is one of those" roll your head behind their back" type statements that you did when you were a kid.  Why? Because that would have added extra unnecessary minutes to this "talk".

We need to talk. *ponders on those words. Typically in most relationship those words initiates a little fear in the hearts of the one receiving these instructions. It usually meant something dreadful was about to follow.  In MY relationship, marriage..... love affair *rolls eyes, that meant he REALLY wanted to talk. Our roles are truly reversed - he is the one always "wanting to talk" and I am the one who is always "not wanting to listen"....

So for the next half hour, I laid in the bed listening, *pause *thinks about it for a minute..... OK! Let's say at least HE thought I was listening!!!, to his endless counts of his day; to him informing me that I should drive him to work all next week and something about some lady with a bad back. Quite honestly all I heard was blah, blah, blah blah blah. For the most part I just say a couple of unh-huh's every now and then. I know right - just like a man!

One of our conversations during our "talks":

"Honey, are you listening...."
"Yes!...."
"OK, what did I just say..."
*scratches head, "OK, tell me again!...."


You are each others, my beloved is mine and I am his... -Song of Solomon 2:16

Do all things without grumbling or complaining. - Philippians 2:14

Life.....

EVERY Monday morning I wake up full of complaints:

• The weekend went by tooooo fast!
• I'm still sleepy - I don't wanna get up!
• I don't want to go to work - I need to call in!
• I don't wanna workout today!

This morning as I started my Monday morning ritual of complaints it dawned on me.....

Why am I complaining?!!!! God thought of ME! personally this morning and He said I think I will awake Theresa today and allow her to see another Monday morning. While I am at it; I will wake her with her right mind, strong body and . Not to mention I wont bother her with depression, 

Why am I complaining?!!!! I WORK FROM HOME!!!! I don't even have to comb my hair; put on clothes; heck brush my teeth if I do not feel like it. I not only have to roll out of the bed (which I am quite capable of doing on my own) to begin work; I have an easy job so I really can just quick back if needed.

Why am I complaining?!!!! Today somebody woke up and needed someone else's help to walk, to eat, to go to the bathroom. Today somebody woke up not remembering who they are. Today somebody woke up to mourn their loved one. 

This Monday morning I choose to end the cycle - the cycle of complaints. Why?!!! Because this Monday morning I have the option to choose; an option that I can do that on my own.

This Monday morning I choose to give thanks for all my circumstances because this is the will of God. ( 1 Thessalonians 5:18).
Thank You Jesus! for waking me up this morning....
Thank You Jesus! for providing with a job.... 
Thank You Jesus! for my health, my strength and my strong mind....

Thank You Jesus! for these fly High Heels..... (LOL! kidding)

http://www.heels.com/womens-shoes/cha-cha-black.html

I decided to repost this one - It still applies.....

Love...

 ³ If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,^[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing....

I Corinthians 13: 3-8; 13

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rD1sYh3A9jg

I have a theory on making sure you are not disappointed on Valentine's day because sometimes you just "aint gonna" like everything "Love" gets you.....

Make a trip to your favorite store (mine would be a shoe store); Pike what you want (a fly pair of shoes) and put it aside. If what he thought you should have and what you thought you should have was on two different planes; pull out your purchase/shoes and say, "AHHHHHH thank you, hunny - you are such a great gift picker outer!!!!" BooYah - problem solved. #Pick your battes!
#you may have to complete this last suggestion in your alone time. somethings you can't share.
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Chronicles of 1Girl50lbs

I started this journey with this series entitled 1Girl40lbs just to let you know how it is been going for me. However, today marks a new day - it is February 11, 2013 and I am ready to do this darn thing.

I must admit to be successful this time I must evaluate what I have been doing wrong in the past. That will be - my diet which basically consisted of eating whatever the heck I wanted. No Bueno!
So here I am on this day 1 of the Transformation of Purple! I have my meals planned out for the day and pretty much know what I am going to do as far as training. Ok I know what I am going to do however, I am still sitting here looking at the treadmill like it is going to run itself.

Alright Purple! Let's Go!

Accountability:

I am hoping this system is going to get me ripped in 60 days as promised:

 

 

~Love, Life & High Heels!

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Money Monday: BUILD your House!

LIFE.....

The wise woman builds her house, But the foolish tears it down with her own hands.
Prov 14:1

Shortly after Christmas, I posted a picture to LoveLifeHighHeels  of the shoe organizer that I received from my vivacious youngest daughter. And yes, that is what I asked for!!!! My intent of the post was to poke fun of the fact that it was almost to capacity and I was 100% sure I needed another.
sidebar - It reminds of the one my dad built me while he was visiting and how he got upset with me because I too filled that one to capacity. He said I had too many shoes but I say you never have too many shoes just not enough space!!!

Anyway back to my story, Someone so graciously made the comment on the post, after examining my shoe rack waaaaay to closely in my opinion, "What no red bottoms?!!!!" *Fade to black - Let us take a break in reality at this very moment and allow me to be a little transparent, I have a some knowledge for you in terms we can all understand..... I "ain't got" red bottom money - WHOOP there it is!!!! *Fade to light - After carefully thought and trust me I thought about it for a long period of time; I replied, "My red bottoms are stored on a special shoe rack all by themselves unfortunately without the green stuff "The Man" will not allow me to bring it(the rack) and them(red bottoms) home.  Pretty witty, huh? Well, I thought so, it left nothing to the imagination. She replied,  "What? No Credit Card!"

I'm puzzled!

Trust me I love Red Bottoms as much as the next girl and I plan to own a few pairs - someday!
However when I lay on that counter(NO! I am going to slap it down like dominoes and say, "we don't love them..." ROFL calm down Snoop, calm down).... When I lay down my cash for them; I want to make sure I am not buying stock in ramen noodles for the next 10 years in order to pay for them.
Rephrase: If buying stock is what I was actually doing (which is a good thing but a different Money Monday story) and not the only person getting rich like in MY scenario is Mr. Ramen Noodles hence lies the problem. The problem - society created to make us all think -charging things you can not afford is an acceptable thing to do.  Living in my car with my Red Bottoms is not cute....

Today's Money Monday is dedicated to all of us trapped in a society of Credit Card - No money:

The Truth about Credit Card Debt.... Dave Ramsey

When I can buy a pair of red bottoms, I want these (hopefully they won't be out of style by the time I get them):

Smooches, LoveLife&HighHeels
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Vulture-like Experience!

LIFE......

"You will say to them, 'This is what the Lord says, "Do men fall and not get up again?"...

Jeremiah 8:4

I have been away!

**mojo: motivation, creativity, courage or better yet just plain discouraged.
"Purp-tionary"

I can not determine if I lost my mojo** or what. I just feel like I have been to an indecisive wilderness and back.  Nonetheless, I have been away too long...



...sn: that term, "been away too long" just reminded me of my grandfather -Bill! After a night out with the boys; he would always come in singing "Have I been away too long!!!!" (He made that song up and he sung it very loud and off-key)

Anyway, I see I have not lost my sidetracked-ness(Don't try to figure it out; it came from the "purp-tionary". We will refer to it often.)
What was I talking about? Oh yeah vultures.....

A friend of mine created a group on Facebook. It is in the spirit of websites like Myfitnesspal, Spark people and etc...  We post our daily workouts, encourage one other share helpful healthy living information and allow my friend to make his Beachbody coaching plugs. LOL! OK ignore that part. There is a particular individual in the group who is a major firecracker. I mean she will run 11 miles, do a p90x workout and 100 sit ups all in one day. Who does that?

Today I set out to be like Ms.Run 11miles! Remember that line your parents always told you; you know the one about being yourself, blah!blah!blah!blah!..... I should have listened!
So, I ran hills on my lunch.(something else she does -hence where I got the ideal.) I think I completed 5 rounds where I ran up and then walked down before of course, I fell out!!!!! Who was I kidding?! How do I get myself into such escapades....

Finally, I looked up from my grassy place of slumber I had made. Yes, I am lying on this hill - bugs and all; listening to all the annoying cars honk their horns as they passed by.
...sidenote: Notice I said "passed by" because not nayer stopped to see if I was alright. "I don't need you honking at me, mister - but you can give me a lift back to the house!!!" Oh gheez! stay on track lady stay on track.

So I am looking up and noticed a vulture circling. Sometimes people in our lives can be like that vulture, circling waiting on you to stay down - Ha!Ha Mr. Vulture - I got back up! Don't play....
Yes I have been away and I HAVE been down.... but, do not count me out!

#Ain't we glad GOD is not like that vulture -
When Life brings you vultures! Get up! & Stand tall in your slamming pair of HIGH HEELS........

I Would! or Not!

Christian Louboutin Isolde 160MM



Oh yes, yes, YES! I Would.... definitely Kicking them out the door with your High Heels!

I first got a glimpse of these shoes when I perusing the pages of Your Next Dress and they featured how NeNe Leakes of the Real Housewives of Atlanta rocked these babies however, when I went back to find the article so I can show how HOT they are it was nowhere to be found. Oh well -Trust me she was hot.

~lovelifehighheels....

All about the bling, baby!

High Heels.....

MIU MIU JEWELED PEEP-TOE SATIN PUMPS

JIMMY CHOO PRIVATE SANDAL IN CHAMPAGNE

Kate Spade Charm 

Rhinestone Floral Leaf Peep Toe Heels

sn: ambiclubwear.com 40% off everything code: MOVE40 exp 4/12

Stacey Spiky Glitter Peep-Toe Booties 

~lovelifehighheels...

Signs you are obsessed with shoes

HIGH HEELS....

Psalm 91..And he shall keep his angels charge over thee to keep you in all your ways!

My husband and I were laying in bed {this is where we hold all our family meetings} last night, talking. In light of the ravishing tornados that hit the DFW metroplex yesterday, many homes were destroyed; many lives were changed. I send all praises to a mighty God that He saw fit to spare lives. Although there were some injuries there were no fatalities as of date. My entire family (Jacksons, Burkhalters, Nix, Walkers, Nicot and Holmes) are home safe. I stand in the gap for my DFW brothers and sisters who experienced loss and I pray for protection, comfort and a piece of mind!

My husband in his infinite wisdom decides that he would be my knight in shining armour and say to me, "if we ever experiencing destruction to our home, I would send you and the girls to a hotel and I would stay behind and protect our home." I say, "there is nothing in our house that valuable, you will come with us." He say, "what if someone comes in and steal your shoes?" (trying to be funny). I say, "No....... I'm taking my shoes with me!!!!" End of discussion - lights out!

That whole interchange brought to my remembrance an article I read on Your Next Shoes; it was entitled, "30 Signs You are Obsessed with Shoes, Part 1". This article is the article that did it. It helped my realize my obsession and finally stand up at Shoe-acohlics Anoymous and say, " Hi, My Name is Theresa and I am obsessed with shoes." Thank you, Your Next Shoes.... Thank you!

Here are my top 5 signs from this list:

5. You remember every single one of your shoe purchases.
    #well, I dont remember every single purchase -sometimes i forget! I will have to tell you that story!
4. Your remedy to a bad day or a foul mood is to go shoe shopping.
3. You buy clothes based on the shoes that you already have.
2. Shoe shopping is scheduled into your monthly, weekly or even daily routine.
1. You have a “shoe” category in your budget. Not “clothing or clothing/shoes/accessories”. Just “shoes”.
    #ok, this is the one that took me straight to SA meetings...I thought I was the only crackpipe that did this!

These Giambattista Valli Two-tone metallic leather pumps are HOT AS HEEL!!!!



~lovelifehighheels...

First pair of High Heels

HIGH HEELS….

Remember when you got your first pair of high heels. I was in the 8^th grade and they looked sorta like this:

What was I THINKING?

Actually the shoe is not all that bad however I was in the 8th grade with huge feet - super huge feet. I am thinking not a shoe for an 8th grader. I twitched my little tootie fruttie in them anyhow.

I tell you what at the time I thought I was the dot on the “I” ! Mine where a blue green algae color and I wore a turquoise dress made out of – what is that material called? TERRY CLOTH!!!! That’s it! The dress was terry cloth. OhMyGrapeJelly! The top portion was a striped tube top (mind you I had absolutely ­NOTHING to fit in that tube top –nada! but tube top nonetheless) and the bottom half was a solid turquoise. Let me not leave out the most unforgettable part ~ "the cape" like thing that gracefully wrapped my boney shoulders.  I was on my way to Solid Rock Baptist Church! Good times. Good times.

In fact, I was so impressed with what I thought was sooooo fly that I wore my "high heels" to school one day. Now that I think about it, I know you girls at I.E. Johnson was laughing at me behind my back. I had not forgot  – I will get you back!

 ~lovelifeheels....

I am Your Sugar...

Love....

I am listening to this song last night - one of my all time favorite songs when my ever so inspiring husband walks in from a long day of work.
Our conversation:
Me: You wanna be my "sugar man"...
Hubby: Sure Hunny, what you need me to do...
Me: Buy me lots and lots of shoes....

He turns around and walks out! Was that a no? Gheez, I wasn't done talking....

~lovelifehighheels

The Proverbs 31 Woman!

High Heels...

Her children rise up and call her blessed; Her husband also, and he praises her:

proverbs 31:28

Growing up, as far back as my now aging and limited memory allows, I remember seeing my grandmother in high heels. At the time -  I didn't understand that deep burning love of high heels.

My grandmother was a strong, independent woman who molded me into the woman I am today. She raised us with the principles of the Virtuous Woman. We learned to keep a clean house, cook meals for our families (ummm well I didn't quite master that trait until well into my married life but anyway back to my story) and we did all the outdoor aspects of maintaining a hearty home. My grandmother did it and did it all gracefully in her high heels.  I have a distinct memory of watching my grandmother climbing an apple tree and then shaking it so that the delicious fruit would fall for us to collect. She had on high heels then too.... ok, maybe that was just my vivid imagination but I hardly remember a time she was not wearing heels.
My grandmother was a fox too.... there was nothing you could tell her as we pulled up to church and she pranced in with her hat cocked to one side, her fur wrapped around her shoulder and the tallest heels imaginable gracing her feet.

I was well into adulthood before I was bitten by the high heel bug; the art carefully molded into me by my hot shot grandmother. As I stand back to admire my growing collection and reminiscence of the dancing lady - cutting the grass; pushhing a lawn mower in her high heels; I definitely know that this is an acquired taste; an family trait.....and its not my fault! ....That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

 ~lovelifehighheels

Adding to the Collection!

High Heels....

Introducing the Latest Acquistion to my Collection:

Penny Loves Kenny Satin...



Whoa mama! These babies are High Heels to the Max.

One day last week, I got dressed to go out to dinner, I selected my wide leg jeans as slamming outfit of choice - very fashion foward right? Well if they are not; I LOOOOVVEE me some wide leg with a cuff pants. So I grab these, put them on and sat down on the couch - barefoot. When I got up to go put on my shoes; my foot(actually it was my toe) got caught up in what I am now thinking was not a bright ideal pant leg causing me to fall. Needless to say I jammed, spranged, broke -take your pick- my dang toe and could not walk for days. Hilarous....

What did that have to do with my new shoes, you say! Well....I tried practicing walking in them today so I will not have an accident when I wore them for the first time and because of my first demrod accident it was a little painful. Other than that I think the shoe is pretty comfortable - I will have to get back with you on that one.

sn: I shared this story (the one about the toe jam) with one of my nephews and he advised me that if I had on some skinny jeans I would not have had this problem! Thank You for your advice Hollywood - You are so Smart.

My fashion tip for today...
1. Wear Skinny Jeans - they are safer!
2. Penny love Kenny Satin shoes are Hot!!!

~lovelifehighheels