Life + Weight Loss + Motherhood Rant = Times New Roman

I am about to begin (yet again) to lose weight.  On a serious note, I really struggle in this department.  I mean, I have three sisters who are all quite thin and gorgeous and I'm kinda chubby.  However, no matter what kinds of things I try I tend to lose focus and drive after about a month.  Its not that it isn't important to me, losing weight and feeling good about myself are really important to me...so why don't I stick with it?  I have no idea.  It is a mystery that i have been trying to sort out for years.  This time, my cousin is going to help me (she's a fitness coach, trainer person) and I've invested in the work out DVD's and diet ideas.  I start Monday.  I tried to take my before pictures this morning (I couldn't do it myself very well so I will need to enlist someone to help me), and I just cried!!  It was a moment of sheer disappointment in myself and a sense of my pending doom at yet another attempt to reclaim my body.  However, after I let myself feel those emotions (I'm a fan of working through the proper emotions...I'm kind of a hippie that way...) I committed.  I'm in.  So to the blogging world:  I am accountable!! (Insert Braveheart-esque scream hear)

I sometimes have differing political views, depeding upon the issue.  I hope that I would call out wrong wherever I saw it, no matter what side of the political see-saw it sat on...so that being said:  There has been an accusation running around about Ann Romney and the fact that she has never worked outside her home:  "Never worked a day in her life" I believe is the accusation that supposedly implies that her husband can't relate to the working women of America and that Ann and the Romney family are out of touch with reality.  Well, here is what I have to say about that:
I believe that the propelling force behind societal progression and individual achievement is LOVE.  Hear me out!  Don't turn of yet.  This love comes in as many forms as there are people:  Love of fame, love of money, love of oneself (not necessarily in a negative sense here) which promotes a desire to be better and achieve all that you can, love of others (a sincere desire to make a positive difference in the lives of those around you).  Sometimes the 'driving love' is more abstract: love of adveture, love of a challenge, love of hard work and reward.  Having said that, now here is the kicker, the power of LOVE can be reliably measureed 100% of the time by one thing....sacrifice.  How much are you willing to sacrifice for the object of your affection?  How much do you really LOVE?  Motherhood (this could easily be parenthood, as men make valuable contributions in the home) is the nitty gritty of sacrifice folks.  Everyone has a mother, if you love your mother somethin' fierce its probably becuase she sacrificed for you (thus showing her love for you and providing you with life's necessities and open doors).  If you have severe issues with your mother I would venture (though I don't claim to know everything) that the root of the problem is sacrifice, or the amount of love you feel from her.  So good or bad, we take our lessons of love from mommy and go out into the world with that love.  That love is woven into everything we do, transferred onto everything we touch, passed through the words we speak, and the sacrifices WE ourselves make.  So please don't tell me that Ann Romney has never "worked" a day in her life, please don't tell me that this woman is out of touch with the nitty gritty relalities of life.  If you grew up without a mother you may know better than anyone what I'm talking about.  I am in no way discounting women who are not mothers I think the principles of love and sacrifice apply just as much to them.  I am in no way discounting career women, I applaud women who achieve greatness in the work place, chances are they had a few people (maybe even a mother) supporting and encouraging them who never achieved epic "greatness" in the world.  I think we all just need a little more LOVE in our handling of each other :)  That is all. 
 
Austin just finished having his auditions for his high school choirs.  I was helping him go through his forms last night when I noticed something:
"Austin the font on these audition forms is very curly and cutesy.  You didn't pick this font did you?"
"Oh, no I just used the old form (from the previous teacher), made some small changes and printed it out."
"Ok, becuase if you were a font you would not be this font."
"No, I would be Times New Roman, yep I'm a Times New Roman kind of guy."
"So next year will your audition forms be in Times New Roman?"
"Yep."
This got me thinking, what font would I be?  So I went into Word this morning made some self-discoveries.  There were several I really liked so I chose them all.  Now, for your viewing pleasure I present: 

Nicole: An Examination Through Font

DJ Chunky- For when I feel fun, and chunky (in a good, I have curves and so my personality has them too, kind of way), I'm ready to party in this font.

Harrington- I'm in love with this font, slightly fancy, yet relatable, you can't hate "Harrington" because its not just high class its also a font of the people.

Kristen ITC- This is a slightly toned down version of Chunky.  For when I feel like being fun, but in a- lets rent a movie and have a picnic on the living room floor kind of way.

Monotype Corsiva- Everyone needs a little mystery in their lives.  This is my mystery mood font for when pretending to be a captive princess forced to work in a large gothic type manor, never seeing the Master of the house, as he is always hiding in the shadows is more fun than simply doing my dishes and scrubbing the toilet as Nicole.

Papyrus- I am artistic and want to be taken seriously as an artist.  I would use this font to make elaborate unrealistic wish lists of interior decorating touches, and DIY headboards, and edgey accessories.  Nothing gets those sharp, crisp and clean creative juices flowing like this guy.

Vivaldi-  For those overly romantic times, like the opera, anniversary dinners, and tea parties.

Forte- I'm mad at you and want you to feel it in the bold, jagged, careless lines of this font.  I am grouchy, PMS ridden, overly tired, terribly hungry and, in general, feeling scorned by life.  It is a rare and horrifyingly magnificent thing to see the 'Forte' Nicole.

Centaur- I am professional and serious right now, we are discussing things I feel strongly about or things that require a sincere direct approach.  Appropriate uses for this font would be: lovingly disciplining my children, talking to the teller at the bank, politely complaining about unsatisfactory service, or products recieved at a store, or when negotiating the release of 37 hostages from the hands of Hungarian mobsters...(Monotype Corsiva sneaks in!!)