So the 5k last night was in the mother-fucking FOREST. What?! Like beautiful non-humid night and lovely part of RI but seriously, roots and wood chips and rocks, ugh. And I should really train at least a little if I'm going to run. And maybe eat more than like a bagel in the day time. I finished last, 41:44. Ugh. But I did it, I ran the whole thing, I finished. Blah and Blah. I feel kind of sucky today but not as bad as I thought.
I did some arms tonight and ate too many cookies. I am done with my antibiotics so I can stop using that as an excuse to eat bread, bread and more bread. Work is becoming an issue, I need to stop going out to eat. That Bamboo isn't even good and is a diet-killer. And I'm supposed to be saving money. Ah, life. I still have my attitude problem, hopefully that will get better as I start to feel better.
I'm going to try and keep momentum going and run 4-5 miles tomorrow, I have no real weekends to myself until mid-September. And work will be insane by then. I am so annoyed by everyone and everything. Except Ed and those cookies and MTV programming. These are good things.
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Thursday, August 12, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Run and Lift
That's what I did, 2.5 miles and my arms, at like 6:30 am. I did not love it but I am proud I forced myself to get out of bed period and then I was considering cutting it short and I didn't. So score two for the gipper or whatever that is. And it was again soooo hot today so the early thing was a good move.
I ate awful, fine all day and then Ed brought home a croissant, I went out for a delicious panini and fries, and 2 fruity cocktails. The some JP Licks. I feel gross right now.
Tomorrow is another day.
I ate awful, fine all day and then Ed brought home a croissant, I went out for a delicious panini and fries, and 2 fruity cocktails. The some JP Licks. I feel gross right now.
Tomorrow is another day.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
What is this big yellow ball in the sky?
What a rad Sunday! Spring is springing!! I have been lazy per usual for the past couple days, I felt very run down and crazy towards the end of the week - weird dreams. Getting used to no sugar always knocks the wind out of my sails. It's getting slightly better. I've become a big fan of fruit. And I've been drinking more water, I still hate peeing ALL THE TIME but you really do feel better! Here is a recap:
Friday
Eggs with ham and cheese
A yogurt, probably an apple and banana [I really haven't been cheating, but my memory is suffering so I can't recall 2 days ago...]
Ed made a curry for supper with potatoes and beef, it was really yummy. The beef was tough but I had randomly bought it and have 0 idea how to buy a decent cut of meat. The sauce was amazing. I think we had strawberries for dessert.
It was dark and cold, rode the bike for like 10-11 miles? Lame.
Saturday
For breakfast, I didn't want to eat greasy eggs and then go running so I instead had pineapple, blackberries, juice/water, a banana. We had a street meeting at 3 so at 1:45, I went for a "run" maybe did a mile? I hot a wall real quickly, probably ran-walked 2-3 total, I had zero energy, it was cold, I woke up with a sore throat.
Came home and went to the meeting, had LBS the whole time but it was interesting. I resisted the chips and salsa and chocolate chip cookies that looked AMAZING. Came home and made myself some Don't Knock It Till You've Tried It: toasted apples with american cheese and cinnamon and splenda [inspired by Michael Scott's Splenda N Scotch]. It was really good, I'll be honest. I think I had a yogurt too.
Went to Moulton's with Ed and Jen, it was delish. Had coconut shrimp, a crabcake, shrimp pomodoro [w/ linguine, SO GOOD - Carbs!!], and 2 glasses of Pinot Grigio. No dessert, no bread. Came home and had some strawberries with Splenda [MS] and some more juice/gatorade/whatever. Went to sleep at midnight.
Today is Sunday, so far so good. Got up at 10:40, had a banana and some watered down gatorade. Went for what should have been a 3.3 mile run and thanks to my sense of direction, or lack thereof, it was actually 4.7. It's beautiful out, my body had few "I'm going to die" moments, so I just went with it. Realized I'd gone to far when I saw the "Welcome to Winchester" sign. Whoops! Good route though, not totally flat but nothing back-breaking, and most of it had sidewalks [I'm learning the pitfalls of running!]. I do enjoy that I get to explore neighborhoods and look at houses when I run. I could actually learn to like this. I def like telling people how far I ran and having them respond with shock and/or praise.
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Just got home, did some stretching, had some eggs with mozzarella and sausage and a cup of tea and more of my gatorade-h2o-juice mix. Showering now and then off to a BBQ at the other Lindsay's house. It's gorgeous out, I cannot WAIT for summer!!
Friday
Eggs with ham and cheese
A yogurt, probably an apple and banana [I really haven't been cheating, but my memory is suffering so I can't recall 2 days ago...]
Ed made a curry for supper with potatoes and beef, it was really yummy. The beef was tough but I had randomly bought it and have 0 idea how to buy a decent cut of meat. The sauce was amazing. I think we had strawberries for dessert.
It was dark and cold, rode the bike for like 10-11 miles? Lame.
Saturday
For breakfast, I didn't want to eat greasy eggs and then go running so I instead had pineapple, blackberries, juice/water, a banana. We had a street meeting at 3 so at 1:45, I went for a "run" maybe did a mile? I hot a wall real quickly, probably ran-walked 2-3 total, I had zero energy, it was cold, I woke up with a sore throat.
Came home and went to the meeting, had LBS the whole time but it was interesting. I resisted the chips and salsa and chocolate chip cookies that looked AMAZING. Came home and made myself some Don't Knock It Till You've Tried It: toasted apples with american cheese and cinnamon and splenda [inspired by Michael Scott's Splenda N Scotch]. It was really good, I'll be honest. I think I had a yogurt too.
Went to Moulton's with Ed and Jen, it was delish. Had coconut shrimp, a crabcake, shrimp pomodoro [w/ linguine, SO GOOD - Carbs!!], and 2 glasses of Pinot Grigio. No dessert, no bread. Came home and had some strawberries with Splenda [MS] and some more juice/gatorade/whatever. Went to sleep at midnight.
Today is Sunday, so far so good. Got up at 10:40, had a banana and some watered down gatorade. Went for what should have been a 3.3 mile run and thanks to my sense of direction, or lack thereof, it was actually 4.7. It's beautiful out, my body had few "I'm going to die" moments, so I just went with it. Realized I'd gone to far when I saw the "Welcome to Winchester" sign. Whoops! Good route though, not totally flat but nothing back-breaking, and most of it had sidewalks [I'm learning the pitfalls of running!]. I do enjoy that I get to explore neighborhoods and look at houses when I run. I could actually learn to like this. I def like telling people how far I ran and having them respond with shock and/or praise.
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Just got home, did some stretching, had some eggs with mozzarella and sausage and a cup of tea and more of my gatorade-h2o-juice mix. Showering now and then off to a BBQ at the other Lindsay's house. It's gorgeous out, I cannot WAIT for summer!!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Sandrine's is the new Chez Henri
So when we last left off [I'm now writing a radio teen series from the 60's apparently], I was heading out to Chez Henri for 6:30. I did in fact head, even getting there earlier [I know, wtf?], but I found Darling waiting outside- weird, it was definitely warmer than recently but it was like 40 degrees, and they have good drinks in there [one of my main points when Ed announced mid-afternoon we should try Il Pescatore instead. Helllls to the no, though that place does look good - this was a 5 year anniversary, and a Friday]. He announced we were not eating at CH. I was sad, but then he explained to me that the hostess was a douche. If the place had been nuts to butts I would have understood the douchery a bit more [though I subscribe to a 98% non-douche policy for the service industry, the 2% reserved for when someone is outright rude to you, then you have all the right in the world to let loose]. It was not crowded, it was 6:30 at night, in a recession, in winter. Ed is a wonderful tipper, this girl made a poor choice and I hope she realizes that. Alas, we headed into the square and walked into Sandrines. LOVED IT.
I was apprehensive about my outfit [jeans and chucks and my homeless winter hat], but there was no problem. The hostess sat is at a table for 2 in the rear with no one next to us. The tables had plenty of room around them, this is important in a smallish space. Our waitress came right over. I am totally moving to waitressing if I ever get laid off. She was nice, and knowledgeable and attentive and polite and I love now her. After we ordered we were chit-chatting and she said the staff guesses what people will order when they walk in and apparently her colleague pegged us. She also mentioned that they were both gunning for us to sit at their tables. Apparently we look laid back, hungry and like we like nice wine. If I could be described as those 3 words for the rest of my life, it might be pretty accurate. Nevertheless, I was very pleased that we come off as a good table even before we sit down.
So yeah, she was awesome as was THE FOOD. Rad crusty bread and butter to start [with the offer of a refill, we declined but I love when it's offered]. We started with this Tarte Flambee thing with scallops and bacon. OMG, yes. It had onions all over it which made me apprehensive but yum yum yum. We had a salad, also super good and Princess picked out a wonderful red wine, I of course have no idea what it was but it was great. Ed ordered some fois groie, I tried it becuase despite my taste bud, I'm not 5. It was ok, but still to cat foody for me. Ed loved it. For meals, I got Pork Cordon Bleu and Ed got the lamb chops. Everything was perfect and delish, the beans were tender but cooked and seasoned right and there was this amazing merlot sauce. Ed's was yummy too, really tender and with potatoes and squash.
I had a glass of riesling with dinner and then an Orange muscat for dessert. We ordered this chocolate cake thing, super simple but dense and rich, with vanilla ice cream and caramel and fudge sauces. SO good, not that we had room to finish it but it was the perfect cap to the meal. Walked back to the car very full and very happy. A great night!
I was apprehensive about my outfit [jeans and chucks and my homeless winter hat], but there was no problem. The hostess sat is at a table for 2 in the rear with no one next to us. The tables had plenty of room around them, this is important in a smallish space. Our waitress came right over. I am totally moving to waitressing if I ever get laid off. She was nice, and knowledgeable and attentive and polite and I love now her. After we ordered we were chit-chatting and she said the staff guesses what people will order when they walk in and apparently her colleague pegged us. She also mentioned that they were both gunning for us to sit at their tables. Apparently we look laid back, hungry and like we like nice wine. If I could be described as those 3 words for the rest of my life, it might be pretty accurate. Nevertheless, I was very pleased that we come off as a good table even before we sit down.
So yeah, she was awesome as was THE FOOD. Rad crusty bread and butter to start [with the offer of a refill, we declined but I love when it's offered]. We started with this Tarte Flambee thing with scallops and bacon. OMG, yes. It had onions all over it which made me apprehensive but yum yum yum. We had a salad, also super good and Princess picked out a wonderful red wine, I of course have no idea what it was but it was great. Ed ordered some fois groie, I tried it becuase despite my taste bud, I'm not 5. It was ok, but still to cat foody for me. Ed loved it. For meals, I got Pork Cordon Bleu and Ed got the lamb chops. Everything was perfect and delish, the beans were tender but cooked and seasoned right and there was this amazing merlot sauce. Ed's was yummy too, really tender and with potatoes and squash.
I had a glass of riesling with dinner and then an Orange muscat for dessert. We ordered this chocolate cake thing, super simple but dense and rich, with vanilla ice cream and caramel and fudge sauces. SO good, not that we had room to finish it but it was the perfect cap to the meal. Walked back to the car very full and very happy. A great night!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Back to Being The Laziest Blogger Alive
Slack City, USA
Tuesday night: Had my pizza and 3 beers. We SUCKED at trivia, it was just Martin and myself and in fairness, the questions were hard and it was more that our wagering was way off. Alas.
Wednesday: Bagel with earth balance, some tea. Busted into the Reeses early, had 2. Went to Chillis and had queso and a buffalo chicken salad with 2 DCs. Gross, well the queso was good but the salad...not so much. Went to an energy saving seminar after work, had 2 slices of pizza and some water. Came home, had a yogurt and some sushi from WF. No exercise today either. Had some Werther's, those are becoming a problem.
Thursday: Ate nothing until like 1, then a banana and some DD tea. Made myself a HEC on an everything, very good. Had some yogurt and some juice/water. Ate an apple for a snack. Ed came home and whipped up some noodles with beef from the slow cooker. Then I just had some tea and some of those chocolate butter biscuit cookies and a Fiber 1 bar. That's where I am now. Kind of blah, ready for Friday.
We are going to Chez Henri tomorrow for our 5 year anniversary! Holy Crap. Feels like a decade. Just kidding, I really can't believe it's been so goddamn long. Very excited for good food and warmer temps! I need a weekend stat...and a vacation.
I am so lazy that I wrote all of this last night and didn't even post it so here is a quick follow up for Friday thus far. Wrote myself a post-it last night to wake up, run, do my arms, pack a lunch. Yeah... Snoozed twice, took a shower, barely made it out of the house by 9 [not that I'm on a tight schedule but it's Friday bitches, I want to get shizz done]. Had my HEC from finagle, consistently delicious. Had some tea, had some seltzer. Had a packet of oatmeal with a banana for lunch [I'm gorging tonight] and just had a Werther's. I'm running OUTSIDE tomorrow, mark my words. Now off to 50 degrees and my lovely boyfriend at Chez Henri. And I re-ordered good cable, I'm so typical.
Tuesday night: Had my pizza and 3 beers. We SUCKED at trivia, it was just Martin and myself and in fairness, the questions were hard and it was more that our wagering was way off. Alas.
Wednesday: Bagel with earth balance, some tea. Busted into the Reeses early, had 2. Went to Chillis and had queso and a buffalo chicken salad with 2 DCs. Gross, well the queso was good but the salad...not so much. Went to an energy saving seminar after work, had 2 slices of pizza and some water. Came home, had a yogurt and some sushi from WF. No exercise today either. Had some Werther's, those are becoming a problem.
Thursday: Ate nothing until like 1, then a banana and some DD tea. Made myself a HEC on an everything, very good. Had some yogurt and some juice/water. Ate an apple for a snack. Ed came home and whipped up some noodles with beef from the slow cooker. Then I just had some tea and some of those chocolate butter biscuit cookies and a Fiber 1 bar. That's where I am now. Kind of blah, ready for Friday.
We are going to Chez Henri tomorrow for our 5 year anniversary! Holy Crap. Feels like a decade. Just kidding, I really can't believe it's been so goddamn long. Very excited for good food and warmer temps! I need a weekend stat...and a vacation.
I am so lazy that I wrote all of this last night and didn't even post it so here is a quick follow up for Friday thus far. Wrote myself a post-it last night to wake up, run, do my arms, pack a lunch. Yeah... Snoozed twice, took a shower, barely made it out of the house by 9 [not that I'm on a tight schedule but it's Friday bitches, I want to get shizz done]. Had my HEC from finagle, consistently delicious. Had some tea, had some seltzer. Had a packet of oatmeal with a banana for lunch [I'm gorging tonight] and just had a Werther's. I'm running OUTSIDE tomorrow, mark my words. Now off to 50 degrees and my lovely boyfriend at Chez Henri. And I re-ordered good cable, I'm so typical.
Friday, February 27, 2009
BFNP [Boring Friday Night Post]
Blah Friday, blah everyday lately. Good news was I was less sick today, still like 85% vs 100... So I WFH and my day was dead as a doornail until 1 and then it was nuts to butts. But it's over and then we went out to Sei Bar around 6:30 and it lived up and exceeded expectations! Yay!
I'm on my 3rd sequential episode of Bad Girls Club and getting ready for bed. So here's what I ate today...no exercise, but I did get some laundry done this morning.
Bagel, with tea
Fiber 1 bar
Udon noodles
Yogurt
Juice
Tea
Edamame
2 Malibu Monsoons
Chicken katsu w/ rice
Sushi
M&M chipwich
More juice, I'm super thirsty today - weird. I'm having more now.
Ok, this Aliea girl on BGC is craaazy and like funny crazy, she tries to be hard and looks like an angry 6 year old with bad highlights. I waste so much time wtaching TV. I should re-focus; here goes: Tomorrow, jogging, arms, home depot, clean, fix my floors. Maybe Old Navy. Although I just paid off my bills [relatively speaking...ha], why do I insist on spending more and more money immediately? Acck.
Someone is playing horrible techno music outside or in their apartment or something, I can hear it in my living room. Annoying. Hopefully it stops shortly, Princess will be displeased if he hears it when he gets home. Beyond that, no news is good news. Oh but I guess they're digging up my street for a month starting Monday, that will be an adventure. TGIF - Off to bed before my sickness that is waning starts to wax!
I'm on my 3rd sequential episode of Bad Girls Club and getting ready for bed. So here's what I ate today...no exercise, but I did get some laundry done this morning.
Bagel, with tea
Fiber 1 bar
Udon noodles
Yogurt
Juice
Tea
Edamame
2 Malibu Monsoons
Chicken katsu w/ rice
Sushi
M&M chipwich
More juice, I'm super thirsty today - weird. I'm having more now.
Ok, this Aliea girl on BGC is craaazy and like funny crazy, she tries to be hard and looks like an angry 6 year old with bad highlights. I waste so much time wtaching TV. I should re-focus; here goes: Tomorrow, jogging, arms, home depot, clean, fix my floors. Maybe Old Navy. Although I just paid off my bills [relatively speaking...ha], why do I insist on spending more and more money immediately? Acck.
Someone is playing horrible techno music outside or in their apartment or something, I can hear it in my living room. Annoying. Hopefully it stops shortly, Princess will be displeased if he hears it when he gets home. Beyond that, no news is good news. Oh but I guess they're digging up my street for a month starting Monday, that will be an adventure. TGIF - Off to bed before my sickness that is waning starts to wax!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Do I really have to go back to work tomorrow?
Bleccccchhh. I haven't worked a full week in what feels like an eternity. And describing my end of year as lackluster would be exaggerating, so tomorrow will be a rude awakening. I hope it's quiet, I need to plan stuff and regroup, clean my desk, get re-motivated. Plus I'm trying to eat less so I will have no energy....we shall see. Getting to bed early tonight will help.
Today I slept till almost noon [yes!] then hit up Everett. Went to Panera, got and Everything with butter and cc and an Earl Gray tea. Really wanted a chai but that would be sugary. And delicious, but bad for me so I stayed away. I exchanged some pants at ON and got some towel bars and painting supplies at HD. WILD. Then I hit up CVS and Johnny's quickly. Johnny's is cheap but their inventory can leave much to be desired. We def need to hit up WF early this week for some produce.
After that I came home and did some Wii Fit - awesome. I bought it in August? Maybe even July and had yet to to open it - I'm that lazy. Thankfully, Princess was motivated by boredom the other day and gave it a shot. I will try to do it daily, it weighs you and stuff! Crazy. It tells me I am overweight based on my BMI, thanks for the news flash. I think I pulled a muscle trying the Warrior yoga pose today. Sad, really. But it's a sort of motivating tool, we shall see.
I only had time to do about 10 minutes of that, I had to bathe and prepare for Work Lindsay and her delightful bf Jesse stopping by to see the house. Whenever people come over, I start to notice hidden corners of dirt and crust that I never seem to notice and then I get all anxious. I seriously need a crew to come in here and then I can try and keep it up from there. I cannot wait for the kitchen and bath to be redone....hopefully it's more like a couple years rather than 5 or 7.
We went to Tango for dinner, courtesy of our Phantom Gourmet cards. It was awesome, I got the beef in cheese and sauce with veggies and mashed potatoes. The potatoes were a bit nutmeggy sweet, but everything was awesome as usual. We started with empanadas and the mozarella/tomato salad and had some nice red wine. I ended with the flan with caramel sauce and whipped cream. So good! I love that place.
We are back home now, Ed is Wii Fitting as I type and I just had a cup of tea and a Rolo. Watched that washed up Teen Idol show on VH1 and I really wanted to like it but it was sad. Then the new Bret Michaels' show came on and I felt like I was going to catch The Clap from just watching it so I gladly turned the reins over to darling for his Nintendocize.
Plans for this week...trivia Tuesday, first time in like a month? Dinner at Chez Kushi on Wednesday. I think that's it, I feel like I had something this coming Saturday but can't for the life of me remember it. I need to start eating more blueberries or something.
Today I slept till almost noon [yes!] then hit up Everett. Went to Panera, got and Everything with butter and cc and an Earl Gray tea. Really wanted a chai but that would be sugary. And delicious, but bad for me so I stayed away. I exchanged some pants at ON and got some towel bars and painting supplies at HD. WILD. Then I hit up CVS and Johnny's quickly. Johnny's is cheap but their inventory can leave much to be desired. We def need to hit up WF early this week for some produce.
After that I came home and did some Wii Fit - awesome. I bought it in August? Maybe even July and had yet to to open it - I'm that lazy. Thankfully, Princess was motivated by boredom the other day and gave it a shot. I will try to do it daily, it weighs you and stuff! Crazy. It tells me I am overweight based on my BMI, thanks for the news flash. I think I pulled a muscle trying the Warrior yoga pose today. Sad, really. But it's a sort of motivating tool, we shall see.
I only had time to do about 10 minutes of that, I had to bathe and prepare for Work Lindsay and her delightful bf Jesse stopping by to see the house. Whenever people come over, I start to notice hidden corners of dirt and crust that I never seem to notice and then I get all anxious. I seriously need a crew to come in here and then I can try and keep it up from there. I cannot wait for the kitchen and bath to be redone....hopefully it's more like a couple years rather than 5 or 7.
We went to Tango for dinner, courtesy of our Phantom Gourmet cards. It was awesome, I got the beef in cheese and sauce with veggies and mashed potatoes. The potatoes were a bit nutmeggy sweet, but everything was awesome as usual. We started with empanadas and the mozarella/tomato salad and had some nice red wine. I ended with the flan with caramel sauce and whipped cream. So good! I love that place.
We are back home now, Ed is Wii Fitting as I type and I just had a cup of tea and a Rolo. Watched that washed up Teen Idol show on VH1 and I really wanted to like it but it was sad. Then the new Bret Michaels' show came on and I felt like I was going to catch The Clap from just watching it so I gladly turned the reins over to darling for his Nintendocize.
Plans for this week...trivia Tuesday, first time in like a month? Dinner at Chez Kushi on Wednesday. I think that's it, I feel like I had something this coming Saturday but can't for the life of me remember it. I need to start eating more blueberries or something.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Wednesday - A brief exercise
DD HEC on onion
Tea
Tea
Chili's Work Lunch:
Chips and queso
Half turkey, salad, diet coke
Pizza
Apple
Water/juice hybrid
No trivia - boo.
Linus ninja attacked me, a-hole.
Tea
Tea
Chili's Work Lunch:
Chips and queso
Half turkey, salad, diet coke
Pizza
Apple
Water/juice hybrid
No trivia - boo.
Linus ninja attacked me, a-hole.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Success!
So we ran our 5k today. Erin and I together placed #786 and 787 and ran THE WHOLE TIME. I felt like death and still feel kind of wacky but I am so proud of us! Josh took pictures, I will post when I get them. Woke up at 6:40, had a yogurt, had some juicy water, had an e muffin with butter. Did I already write this? It's been a long day. We were super nervous, headed down around 8, got registered, paid $20 to homeless people. There were a LOT of people - 900 I've since discovered. I was #860. This was definitely one of those times in Somerville that I 100% felt like the vapid yuppie that I keep pretending I'm not...one day I need to accept that I'm not quitting my job and dyeing my hair pink again any time soon. Days like this smack me in the face of the truism of this notion.
I kept making nervous and stupid jokes Erin has heard repeatedly over the past 17[!] years - given a "Which 'Friend' are you?" Quiz, I'm Chandler. But yeah, I felt SUPER SAT-jittery, but I would've rather been preparing for a school test. Physical challenges [I Heart Double Dare] are not my forte, by any stretch. Debate me, ask me some trivia, have me write an essay, make me crank out a math problem, even sit me in Dunkin Donuts and at gunpoint demand I identify the song that is playing and sing along - THESE are things I can do. Running, moving, not sitting - these are a brave new world and I was terrified of puking, of passing out, of scraping my knee, of sucking in general.
Walked around until 9 to warm up, it was cold! Went to the post office, dropped some stuff at Erin's car [we elected to drive in, smart decision] and puttered. People were stretching and jogging in place like it was a 10 mile run, so weird. I think I'm in Camp Bob Gaudet in that we can stretch and stuff pre-game, but don't HAVE to, everyone is different. Erin stated the simple but I hadn't thought of it goal of running the whole thing, no walking. I stated as long as I broke 45 or 50 minutes, I'd feel good. Keep in mind, in our "training" we've never run more than like a mile? Maybe that one time at Fresh Pond but I have no idea and based on running today, that as def less than or equal to a mile.
Then we were off. The first bit was kind of rough, a hilly sort of stretch but to be honest, we hit the 1st mile [at 11:12] rather quickly. Erin remarked that's the hardest, which was encouraging. Josh and Mia cheered and photog'd around 1.75 miles. In hindsight, the 2nd mile [reached at 22:10 I think?] seemed like a half marathon. Then we were ok, the bulk of the last part was the dog path that we run on so I had a good expectation of time, terrain, hills. We decided to sprint from the end of the path to the end of the race, which I think we both thought was like 25 yards. Not so much. Josh was there at the end again to snap photos, he is a good boyfriend [Princess slept till 11, god bless him]. I'll be 100% honest here, I couldn't feel my legs for the sprint part and I def thought the end was right in front of the theater, but it was more down by ABP. By that point, I felt like semi-fainty and exhausted.
However, we persevered, grabbed some waters, walked around on a side street, I think we were both thinking if our bodies decided to give out in strange and unusual ways, we wanted to be in semi-privacy. Not in the middle of these 20-minute finishers who appeared unfazed, glistening in a cute Americana kind of way. We were red, we were sweaty, hot, panting. Couldn't stop moving, I understand why people at the end of the marathon continue to move, it's hard to stop! And you like can't trust your body if you stop, so you just kind of keep auto-pilot moving. So weird. Final time was 33:31, 10:49 minute miles. That part felt good, if my actual body did not.
Hung out in Davis for a bit, had some Rosebud breakfast - water!, 2.5 fried eggs, some home fries, some white toast, some chocolate milk [I JUST RAN 3 MILES - and I haven't had real chocolate milk in like 10 years], a bonus iced tea they double-poured [thank god, I was thirsty], some sausage. Gave Erin my bacon, surprisingly I am not a big fan of the b. Met up with Bill in Davis, grabbed a skim chai at Diesel and sat around in a field at some bleachers, still stretching and sitting and unwinding until like 12:30? I hate getting up early but it constantly amazes me how much longer the day is if you do manage to get up and out before noon. Tomorrow, I'm sleeping until 4 if my body so desires.
I feel ok, semi-out of it, my legs will hurt tomorrow. Took a couple Advils after, probably will take some more. My neck/shoulders/traps are killing me these past couple days. I'm blaming office job and getting cold, I swear I tense up without knowing it and cause knots and pain. Ed rubbed some Biofreeze [magic junk he gets from his masseuse] and it feels a bit better. I am so thankful my body doesn't hurt on a regular basis, I would be a total douchebag.
Hmm...got home around 1, took a nice hot shower, changed into a Mom outfit [crew neck Hanes sweatshirt, jeans, and some Chucks, so comfy] and we went to New Balance. Ed has wide hooves and beats the shit out of his footwear so needed some new kicks and I decided I would get some wide shoes because, while not today, occasionally I feel like my third toe creeps over my 2nd toe while running. Daddy says us Gaudets have long meta-tarsals? Caroline and I have always referred to them as Hobbit Feet, but Daddy went to a dr after the marathon this year wreaked some havoc so now we have medical confirmation. Anyway, I was due, I think my existing running shoes were $25 at Marshalls, they're New Balance but for who knows what sport or specialty. So yeah, got some wide cushiony running specified shoes, I'm excited for them.
We hit up my reward on the way back - THE ARCHES. It was Ed's idea [he must've been in a mood, he is not as in love with the FF as I am], I had my Cheeseburger HM with a DC and extra Cheeseburger, didn't finish all my fries [decent batch, not amazing]. We sat on some bleachers [my second set of the day - weird] and watched dogs as we ate. I am a total dog-peeper, I'll admit it. I wanted to steal a guy's perfectly stout little black french bulldog [it was jacked - excellent blood line - and kept rolling over like a goof in the sun]. Ed didn't let me.
Got home, sat, reclined, talked to my parents. Daddy was shocked and awed that I actually did this, I specifically kept it quiet in case I failed but he was stoked. Even suggested I aim for the James Joyce 10k in April. I think Erin and I are going to try for another 5k in November around T-Giving, we def both want to keep it up. Running is ok. I'm syncing up my super old iPod Mini with podcasts so that I actually go out by myself when our schedules clash. In a year, I may actually be a healthy 30 year old human!
Took a nap from 5:30 to 8, and here I am blogging again on a Saturday night, such a loser. Ed just made some TJ's corn bread, it's good. He put real roasted corn kernels in it which makes it's more savory and I kind of prefer my CB sweet but it's tasty and most importantly covered in butter. Having that right now with some lite iced tea from one of those weird To-Go packets. I think I will go through my correspondence and watch some bad TV, make some tea and eat a few Double Chocolate Milanos that I have hidden from Darling in our bedroom [not a joke - he eats sweets like Prater Wully if given the opportunity, so I hide food in obscure drawers and storage bins] and the go back to bed. All in all, a good day, and I have very little to do tomorrow too so I feel great. Over and out.
I kept making nervous and stupid jokes Erin has heard repeatedly over the past 17[!] years - given a "Which 'Friend' are you?" Quiz, I'm Chandler. But yeah, I felt SUPER SAT-jittery, but I would've rather been preparing for a school test. Physical challenges [I Heart Double Dare] are not my forte, by any stretch. Debate me, ask me some trivia, have me write an essay, make me crank out a math problem, even sit me in Dunkin Donuts and at gunpoint demand I identify the song that is playing and sing along - THESE are things I can do. Running, moving, not sitting - these are a brave new world and I was terrified of puking, of passing out, of scraping my knee, of sucking in general.
Walked around until 9 to warm up, it was cold! Went to the post office, dropped some stuff at Erin's car [we elected to drive in, smart decision] and puttered. People were stretching and jogging in place like it was a 10 mile run, so weird. I think I'm in Camp Bob Gaudet in that we can stretch and stuff pre-game, but don't HAVE to, everyone is different. Erin stated the simple but I hadn't thought of it goal of running the whole thing, no walking. I stated as long as I broke 45 or 50 minutes, I'd feel good. Keep in mind, in our "training" we've never run more than like a mile? Maybe that one time at Fresh Pond but I have no idea and based on running today, that as def less than or equal to a mile.
Then we were off. The first bit was kind of rough, a hilly sort of stretch but to be honest, we hit the 1st mile [at 11:12] rather quickly. Erin remarked that's the hardest, which was encouraging. Josh and Mia cheered and photog'd around 1.75 miles. In hindsight, the 2nd mile [reached at 22:10 I think?] seemed like a half marathon. Then we were ok, the bulk of the last part was the dog path that we run on so I had a good expectation of time, terrain, hills. We decided to sprint from the end of the path to the end of the race, which I think we both thought was like 25 yards. Not so much. Josh was there at the end again to snap photos, he is a good boyfriend [Princess slept till 11, god bless him]. I'll be 100% honest here, I couldn't feel my legs for the sprint part and I def thought the end was right in front of the theater, but it was more down by ABP. By that point, I felt like semi-fainty and exhausted.
However, we persevered, grabbed some waters, walked around on a side street, I think we were both thinking if our bodies decided to give out in strange and unusual ways, we wanted to be in semi-privacy. Not in the middle of these 20-minute finishers who appeared unfazed, glistening in a cute Americana kind of way. We were red, we were sweaty, hot, panting. Couldn't stop moving, I understand why people at the end of the marathon continue to move, it's hard to stop! And you like can't trust your body if you stop, so you just kind of keep auto-pilot moving. So weird. Final time was 33:31, 10:49 minute miles. That part felt good, if my actual body did not.
Hung out in Davis for a bit, had some Rosebud breakfast - water!, 2.5 fried eggs, some home fries, some white toast, some chocolate milk [I JUST RAN 3 MILES - and I haven't had real chocolate milk in like 10 years], a bonus iced tea they double-poured [thank god, I was thirsty], some sausage. Gave Erin my bacon, surprisingly I am not a big fan of the b. Met up with Bill in Davis, grabbed a skim chai at Diesel and sat around in a field at some bleachers, still stretching and sitting and unwinding until like 12:30? I hate getting up early but it constantly amazes me how much longer the day is if you do manage to get up and out before noon. Tomorrow, I'm sleeping until 4 if my body so desires.
I feel ok, semi-out of it, my legs will hurt tomorrow. Took a couple Advils after, probably will take some more. My neck/shoulders/traps are killing me these past couple days. I'm blaming office job and getting cold, I swear I tense up without knowing it and cause knots and pain. Ed rubbed some Biofreeze [magic junk he gets from his masseuse] and it feels a bit better. I am so thankful my body doesn't hurt on a regular basis, I would be a total douchebag.
Hmm...got home around 1, took a nice hot shower, changed into a Mom outfit [crew neck Hanes sweatshirt, jeans, and some Chucks, so comfy] and we went to New Balance. Ed has wide hooves and beats the shit out of his footwear so needed some new kicks and I decided I would get some wide shoes because, while not today, occasionally I feel like my third toe creeps over my 2nd toe while running. Daddy says us Gaudets have long meta-tarsals? Caroline and I have always referred to them as Hobbit Feet, but Daddy went to a dr after the marathon this year wreaked some havoc so now we have medical confirmation. Anyway, I was due, I think my existing running shoes were $25 at Marshalls, they're New Balance but for who knows what sport or specialty. So yeah, got some wide cushiony running specified shoes, I'm excited for them.
We hit up my reward on the way back - THE ARCHES. It was Ed's idea [he must've been in a mood, he is not as in love with the FF as I am], I had my Cheeseburger HM with a DC and extra Cheeseburger, didn't finish all my fries [decent batch, not amazing]. We sat on some bleachers [my second set of the day - weird] and watched dogs as we ate. I am a total dog-peeper, I'll admit it. I wanted to steal a guy's perfectly stout little black french bulldog [it was jacked - excellent blood line - and kept rolling over like a goof in the sun]. Ed didn't let me.
Got home, sat, reclined, talked to my parents. Daddy was shocked and awed that I actually did this, I specifically kept it quiet in case I failed but he was stoked. Even suggested I aim for the James Joyce 10k in April. I think Erin and I are going to try for another 5k in November around T-Giving, we def both want to keep it up. Running is ok. I'm syncing up my super old iPod Mini with podcasts so that I actually go out by myself when our schedules clash. In a year, I may actually be a healthy 30 year old human!
Took a nap from 5:30 to 8, and here I am blogging again on a Saturday night, such a loser. Ed just made some TJ's corn bread, it's good. He put real roasted corn kernels in it which makes it's more savory and I kind of prefer my CB sweet but it's tasty and most importantly covered in butter. Having that right now with some lite iced tea from one of those weird To-Go packets. I think I will go through my correspondence and watch some bad TV, make some tea and eat a few Double Chocolate Milanos that I have hidden from Darling in our bedroom [not a joke - he eats sweets like Prater Wully if given the opportunity, so I hide food in obscure drawers and storage bins] and the go back to bed. All in all, a good day, and I have very little to do tomorrow too so I feel great. Over and out.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
M-T-W-TH
Ok I am uber far behind and trying to cram this in before the scond episode of the Office. Ed wants to watch the dbate but goddamn it'll be all over YouTube tomorrow and I can no longer watch TV at my job now that I have real responsibilities so I WIN. Will spell check later.
Monday - Westford...
Oatmeal with SM and banana; tea
A Yogurt
Afternoon Snickers w/ more tea
Post work piece of bread and butter
Post work piece of ham [I am a neanderthal]
Went for a run/walk with Erin
Did my arms
Had a big-ass burger Ed made [w/ cheese and tomatoes on it; yum!]
Ate some late-night popcorn
Had a glass or 2 of wine
Tuesday ACCCCKKK. I totally didn't finish in time but it doesn't matter because the frigging debate is on EVERY CHANNEL. This sucks.
Westford as well
Oatmeal for breakfast, tea
Grilled Cheese and Tomato w/ fries for lunch
Cherry Coke Zero [delicious!]
Trivia Pizza
3 glasses of Shiraz
4th place. 4th place is the worst at trivia, I'd rather totally suck than get 4th.
No exercise, end of the quarter and I was at work till like 6 something
Wednesday - had a Dr appt and worked from Cambridge
Multigrain cheerios with a banana and some soy milk
Had a piece of toast too, and some tea
Boca cheese quesadilla and a diet coke for lunch
Afternoon 3 Musketeers [getting bad with the PM candy habit...] and more tea
Got home late [Target after work, kept under $100, woo-hoo!], no exercise. I suck.
Had a rummalicious ginger and lime cocktail post-work
Ate some edmamae and an english muffin with earth balance and garlic salt late-night
Today, finally I'm caught up!
Late start, conference call confusion and I left here at like 8:30, got to WF at 9:30
Crappy cafe bagel with butter and cream cheese...
Cream cheese tasted funkified so I removed half of it
More tea.
Had Japanese for lunch with Work-Lindsay. Karma near the office.
Generally good, today gross.
Rotten avacado, weird chicken, she brought me hot n sour and not miso.
The Chicken Katsu $9 lunch box was a bum out. Diet coke was good.
Had a yogurt on the ride home.
Ran with Erin and Josh and Mia, most of the entire dog path Cedar to Alewife.
Pausing at our breaks. I ran fast for fear that Josh would mock me. Boys.
Kind of have a odd half headache and feel deathly faint right now.
Can't wait for Saturday! Not.
Had 2 pieces of WPF toast with butter and garlic salt
Drinking some watered down juice.
Considering making some tea and downing a couple of the Double-Choco Milanos I have hidden in the bedroom....hmm.
Darling is making Chicken Katsu right now and I'm bummed itw as already ruined for me today. Smells divine!
Monday - Westford...
Oatmeal with SM and banana; tea
A Yogurt
Afternoon Snickers w/ more tea
Post work piece of bread and butter
Post work piece of ham [I am a neanderthal]
Went for a run/walk with Erin
Did my arms
Had a big-ass burger Ed made [w/ cheese and tomatoes on it; yum!]
Ate some late-night popcorn
Had a glass or 2 of wine
Tuesday ACCCCKKK. I totally didn't finish in time but it doesn't matter because the frigging debate is on EVERY CHANNEL. This sucks.
Westford as well
Oatmeal for breakfast, tea
Grilled Cheese and Tomato w/ fries for lunch
Cherry Coke Zero [delicious!]
Trivia Pizza
3 glasses of Shiraz
4th place. 4th place is the worst at trivia, I'd rather totally suck than get 4th.
No exercise, end of the quarter and I was at work till like 6 something
Wednesday - had a Dr appt and worked from Cambridge
Multigrain cheerios with a banana and some soy milk
Had a piece of toast too, and some tea
Boca cheese quesadilla and a diet coke for lunch
Afternoon 3 Musketeers [getting bad with the PM candy habit...] and more tea
Got home late [Target after work, kept under $100, woo-hoo!], no exercise. I suck.
Had a rummalicious ginger and lime cocktail post-work
Ate some edmamae and an english muffin with earth balance and garlic salt late-night
Today, finally I'm caught up!
Late start, conference call confusion and I left here at like 8:30, got to WF at 9:30
Crappy cafe bagel with butter and cream cheese...
Cream cheese tasted funkified so I removed half of it
More tea.
Had Japanese for lunch with Work-Lindsay. Karma near the office.
Generally good, today gross.
Rotten avacado, weird chicken, she brought me hot n sour and not miso.
The Chicken Katsu $9 lunch box was a bum out. Diet coke was good.
Had a yogurt on the ride home.
Ran with Erin and Josh and Mia, most of the entire dog path Cedar to Alewife.
Pausing at our breaks. I ran fast for fear that Josh would mock me. Boys.
Kind of have a odd half headache and feel deathly faint right now.
Can't wait for Saturday! Not.
Had 2 pieces of WPF toast with butter and garlic salt
Drinking some watered down juice.
Considering making some tea and downing a couple of the Double-Choco Milanos I have hidden in the bedroom....hmm.
Darling is making Chicken Katsu right now and I'm bummed itw as already ruined for me today. Smells divine!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
That's right, bitches, Sunday night I was at a New Kids on The Block concert for the first time since the 6th grade. It was awesome, just putting that out there first and foremost. There were so many fabulous moments, I don't know even where to begin.
Food-wise [oh and if you haven't noticed, the only exercise I got this weekend was walking to and from the $20 parking in Gov't Center to the Fleet], we stopped in at Boston Beerworks on Friend Street to pregame. We were going to have the Fried Pickles [I love pickles but I was beyond apprehensive about these] - the waiter and Meagan talked me into it. Thankfully, they ran out of them so I was spared. I love me some fried goodness but there are lines in the world not meant to be crossed. I had their Green Monster sandwich [chicken, pesto, cheese and sauce on roll] with sour cream and chive fries. Sandwich was good beyond the bread to chicken ratio being a bit light on the bread, and the fries were ok but kind of tasted like they were coated with the sprinkles you find at the bottom of a sour cream and onion potato chip bag. I also had 2 blueberry beers that were AMAZING. They have the best blueberry beer around, maybe because it's fresh or because of the real blueberry floaties? It's good.
As for the show, let's go through some highlights:
-Pyrotechnics and lasers and lights and shit were on point, very impressive and hilarious
-We had floor seats that said 15th row, but when we got there realized A-z was first THEN numbers, so we were pretty far back. However, 4 or 5 songs in, there was a lengthy costume change and OMG, they popped up RIGHT NEXT TO US. I was screaming like a 12 year old, it was awesome.
-Based on the proximity, I can tell you that Jordan still has it. M-Fer works out or something, he looked hottt. Jon was a sweaty mess, poor Jon. Joey still has it too but I think I lost that loving feeling when I served him ice cream [fro yo actually, and several times] back in the day and he tipped a quarter [every time]. You've got NKOTB money, pony up.
-Donnie and Danny still have...something? Never been in to either. LOVE Marky mark but that's a separate entry. Donnie def wants to be a real rapper, but I liked his outfits the best [there were 5 or 6 costume changes, lots of bedazzling, and at one point Joey had on a leather jacket with a giant smiley face on the back]. Danny looks exactly the same, he's super-jacked and did some incredible break-dance moves that a 14 year old spry boy would have difficulty with. He's like 40. And a dad.
-There was an odd montage of dead people. Like a memory piece? They had Luther Vandross, Frank Sinatra, Kurt Cobain, Heath Ledger, some of their dead parents, Tupac and Biggie....followed by a big "We Miss you"...it was weird. But I think that was the break that allowed for their traveling to our neck of the woods so I'll forgive them.
-Lots of awesome outfits, puffy paint, big pins. They had a semi-decent looking plain hot pink with logo shirt that tempted me for jogging or sleep but FORTY FIVE DOLLARS. WTF?
-Some girls brought their boyfriends. Some of the boyfriends appeared to dig it.
All in all, totally worth it, totally rad, totally something I'll remember and reference forever. Good way to spend a Sunday night.
And then there was October
I am already a slacker-blogger. Shouldn't be surprising, I'm generally kind of unmotivated and only really function with a hard deadline or fear of screwing something up or disappointing someone. Since no one reads my blog, there's not a lot of pressure, but I like it that way.
It's been a few busy-busy days. I'm currently at work in Cambridge but I just took a swig of my tea and proceeded to spill probably a good 1-2 teaspoons of warm English breakfast goodness all over my white shirt so I decided it was a good time for a break. After I type this, perhaps I should reflect on why I continue to wear WHITE SHIRTS out in public, especially to work. Good times.
So Sunday, went to Doyle's with the family for my sister's belated birthday, that I have sucked about and STILL owe her a present [sorry!]. I had eggs benedict with hash browns and a side of pancakes. That's right, I'm on a diet and just said "side of Pancakes" with a straight face [straight typing hand? I have no idea what the techy version of that expression is]. I shared them with the family and didn't finish my EB or HB or pancakes, so it wasn't too bad. Had some tea too. We ran into Mr Regan, my 8th grade [I think....getting old sucks] English teacher, which was so nice. He's been in China the better part of the past few years so we've only been in touch via Christmas cards and occasional second-hand anecdotes, but he is back here for a year so I will probably see him again, the WR-Rozzie-JP community is tightly knit. Apparently this is the second time my parents have run into him at Breakfast, they must be on the same circuit. Of course, Daddy had his camera.
I spent the rest of the day at home, it was great. Princess did the laundry [he is a good boyfriend], so I got to read the paper and go to the Apple store with my dad so he could buy an iTouch for his Azerbaijan trip. Got my Juniper discount so that was pretty sweet. The CHill Mall has gone significantly downhill IMHO...like who shops at these places? Bloomies is fine for its purpose and I guess Coach and Barney's and C&B and VS. But then they have like weird knife stores and I think a Chico's and weird bedding and stationary. God, it screams wealthy old people and not in the good and glamorous way that I anticipate to be in 50 years.
Anyhow, got home from that and had some chocolate covered pretzels and water [WILD]. Had to chase Linus, who has an undying blood-thirst even after having the crap kicked out of him several times this year, from getting in a another altercation with the asshole cats across the street. Almost broke my neck AND now I have lovely forearms length gouges on each arm thanks to his extra sharp indoor ninja claws. I love him but he is trying at times. That was all for the day. And my tea stain is almost dry, so with that I'll move to the highlight of my 2008 thus far...
It's been a few busy-busy days. I'm currently at work in Cambridge but I just took a swig of my tea and proceeded to spill probably a good 1-2 teaspoons of warm English breakfast goodness all over my white shirt so I decided it was a good time for a break. After I type this, perhaps I should reflect on why I continue to wear WHITE SHIRTS out in public, especially to work. Good times.
So Sunday, went to Doyle's with the family for my sister's belated birthday, that I have sucked about and STILL owe her a present [sorry!]. I had eggs benedict with hash browns and a side of pancakes. That's right, I'm on a diet and just said "side of Pancakes" with a straight face [straight typing hand? I have no idea what the techy version of that expression is]. I shared them with the family and didn't finish my EB or HB or pancakes, so it wasn't too bad. Had some tea too. We ran into Mr Regan, my 8th grade [I think....getting old sucks] English teacher, which was so nice. He's been in China the better part of the past few years so we've only been in touch via Christmas cards and occasional second-hand anecdotes, but he is back here for a year so I will probably see him again, the WR-Rozzie-JP community is tightly knit. Apparently this is the second time my parents have run into him at Breakfast, they must be on the same circuit. Of course, Daddy had his camera.
I spent the rest of the day at home, it was great. Princess did the laundry [he is a good boyfriend], so I got to read the paper and go to the Apple store with my dad so he could buy an iTouch for his Azerbaijan trip. Got my Juniper discount so that was pretty sweet. The CHill Mall has gone significantly downhill IMHO...like who shops at these places? Bloomies is fine for its purpose and I guess Coach and Barney's and C&B and VS. But then they have like weird knife stores and I think a Chico's and weird bedding and stationary. God, it screams wealthy old people and not in the good and glamorous way that I anticipate to be in 50 years.
Anyhow, got home from that and had some chocolate covered pretzels and water [WILD]. Had to chase Linus, who has an undying blood-thirst even after having the crap kicked out of him several times this year, from getting in a another altercation with the asshole cats across the street. Almost broke my neck AND now I have lovely forearms length gouges on each arm thanks to his extra sharp indoor ninja claws. I love him but he is trying at times. That was all for the day. And my tea stain is almost dry, so with that I'll move to the highlight of my 2008 thus far...
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Mind the Gap
So it's been a little while since my last post, maybe 27 hours but I've been so good at posting regularly! Whatever, I will not beat myself up. First thing to report today is that I did wind up doing my arm exercises yesterday, with better form. Secondly, I am sore as helllll today, legs and arms. I think that means it's working? Princess said I look like I'm getting skinnier but he is sweet like that on occasion, even if it is a blatant lie. And that is why I love him.
After my arms and my 2 hours of make up, I picked up Meagan in Rozzie and headed to The Alchemist. I was terrified of Triple Ds [even with a rad karaoke night], but had heard good things about the place since the transition/yuppification. I started the night with a drink [shocker], asked if the sangria was good, got a yes, and ordered it. I need like an electric collar for when I try to order sangria in public. It's amazing once in a while and the rest of the times it ranges from ehhh to gross. I have a killer homemade sangria recipe from Pedro at work and I really should just stick to that. This tasted like an apple Jack Daniels wine cooler of a bad flavor of Boones' Farm. Impossible, I know. I LOVE BF, but some of their flavors are rank. Come to think of it, their sangria actually tasted better than this sangria and i seem to recall BF sangria having a slight vomit odor. So yeah, I think it may have been a white sangria - which really needs to be handled properly - but whatever it was, gnarly to the point that I had like 5 sips and put it to the side.
Making up for this was the caprese salad [dope tomatoes, right amount and flavor of balsamic, leafy greens on the side, enough cheese!] and little flatbread and oil they bring you. Both were excellent. For someone with not an Italian bone in her body, I sure have the palate of those folks. The I got the steak tips and fries for dinner, delicious...Highland Kitchen does them better, but HK is amazing. I also ordered a glass of Malbec with my steak, which was sooooo much better than the sangria. And a HUGE pour. I actually wound up pouring my remaining sangria into my wine when it was 2/3 gone and it was a world of improvement.
That was that, we headed to the Jeannie. The JJ has gone immensely down hill [god, this post is making me feel old - bitch bitch bitch, the kids these days, up hill both ways, etc.] since it was my stomping grounds in the early 2000s. We used to go there every Saturday for karaoke. We tried again last night, but they switched DJs and few years ago and I do not know what it is about a karaoke dj but they can be kind of a-holes. I may be projecting since it's my life goal to BE a karaoke dj and now I just work as a sales slave for networking gear, so I'm hating. But he has yet to dazzle me. And the crowd....first of all, half the people were like 19, I swear. There was one crazy woman in a pink jumpsuit at the bar. I loathe places with only one stall in the bathroom [TTs!]. And the place turned into like Allston after 11:30. Crowded, hot, too many people, I couldn't tell who was hiding a shiv in their ankle, skankariffic clothes everywhere, and wayyyy too much hoochie dancing. It's karaoke, some is allowed, but leave room for the holy ghost! Plus some of the JP hipsters were irritating too, but at least they were there to sing and be obnoxious with their friends, not act like they were at Rain nightclub in Saugus.
Plus, and I bleed Boston, never leaving but, I think I've determined why I crossed the River. We do have better food and more affordable apts and more stuff to do within my interests and tax brackets. But beyond that, half the people I saw last night either went to my high school or were younger siblings/friends of people I grew up with. I have my too-cool death glare down pat [thanks Orange Lone], and don't remember any of these people on a name/friendly basis, but it's enough to put you on guard that you may run into someone you haven't seen in a long-ass time. Which may be fun...for 2 minutes and then be awful. Not my scene, I'm a thousand I guess, it did make me sad to see the old stomping grounds go sooooo downhill.
Back to reality, I had a diet coke and 2 Coronas and a water for the rest of the night. Had a good time with Meagan and Emily and her dad. Darling called me like 4 times at 1:20 [I NEVER call when he is out, I hate a nag] and wasn't really making sense but I figured whatever. Got home and there's like piles of stuff that was previously on the couch now on the floor and half our magnets all over the kitchen floor. And the bar to the freezer door almost impaled me when I opened it [after following the trail of destruction, I figured I had to check and make sure he wasn't trying to charge his phone in there or something]. He was already in bed so I went in and gave my most annoyed "What the fuck happened to the house, dude?" Nothing. Try again, still nothing. Grab his foot and shake. Eyes open, "What were you drinking?".
"Feeelsi ilkssie mngdhhdvppppp...."
"What?"
"Eeeksi bliffghippppy....."
"You're such a loser"
Love sweet love.
After my arms and my 2 hours of make up, I picked up Meagan in Rozzie and headed to The Alchemist. I was terrified of Triple Ds [even with a rad karaoke night], but had heard good things about the place since the transition/yuppification. I started the night with a drink [shocker], asked if the sangria was good, got a yes, and ordered it. I need like an electric collar for when I try to order sangria in public. It's amazing once in a while and the rest of the times it ranges from ehhh to gross. I have a killer homemade sangria recipe from Pedro at work and I really should just stick to that. This tasted like an apple Jack Daniels wine cooler of a bad flavor of Boones' Farm. Impossible, I know. I LOVE BF, but some of their flavors are rank. Come to think of it, their sangria actually tasted better than this sangria and i seem to recall BF sangria having a slight vomit odor. So yeah, I think it may have been a white sangria - which really needs to be handled properly - but whatever it was, gnarly to the point that I had like 5 sips and put it to the side.
Making up for this was the caprese salad [dope tomatoes, right amount and flavor of balsamic, leafy greens on the side, enough cheese!] and little flatbread and oil they bring you. Both were excellent. For someone with not an Italian bone in her body, I sure have the palate of those folks. The I got the steak tips and fries for dinner, delicious...Highland Kitchen does them better, but HK is amazing. I also ordered a glass of Malbec with my steak, which was sooooo much better than the sangria. And a HUGE pour. I actually wound up pouring my remaining sangria into my wine when it was 2/3 gone and it was a world of improvement.
That was that, we headed to the Jeannie. The JJ has gone immensely down hill [god, this post is making me feel old - bitch bitch bitch, the kids these days, up hill both ways, etc.] since it was my stomping grounds in the early 2000s. We used to go there every Saturday for karaoke. We tried again last night, but they switched DJs and few years ago and I do not know what it is about a karaoke dj but they can be kind of a-holes. I may be projecting since it's my life goal to BE a karaoke dj and now I just work as a sales slave for networking gear, so I'm hating. But he has yet to dazzle me. And the crowd....first of all, half the people were like 19, I swear. There was one crazy woman in a pink jumpsuit at the bar. I loathe places with only one stall in the bathroom [TTs!]. And the place turned into like Allston after 11:30. Crowded, hot, too many people, I couldn't tell who was hiding a shiv in their ankle, skankariffic clothes everywhere, and wayyyy too much hoochie dancing. It's karaoke, some is allowed, but leave room for the holy ghost! Plus some of the JP hipsters were irritating too, but at least they were there to sing and be obnoxious with their friends, not act like they were at Rain nightclub in Saugus.
Plus, and I bleed Boston, never leaving but, I think I've determined why I crossed the River. We do have better food and more affordable apts and more stuff to do within my interests and tax brackets. But beyond that, half the people I saw last night either went to my high school or were younger siblings/friends of people I grew up with. I have my too-cool death glare down pat [thanks Orange Lone], and don't remember any of these people on a name/friendly basis, but it's enough to put you on guard that you may run into someone you haven't seen in a long-ass time. Which may be fun...for 2 minutes and then be awful. Not my scene, I'm a thousand I guess, it did make me sad to see the old stomping grounds go sooooo downhill.
Back to reality, I had a diet coke and 2 Coronas and a water for the rest of the night. Had a good time with Meagan and Emily and her dad. Darling called me like 4 times at 1:20 [I NEVER call when he is out, I hate a nag] and wasn't really making sense but I figured whatever. Got home and there's like piles of stuff that was previously on the couch now on the floor and half our magnets all over the kitchen floor. And the bar to the freezer door almost impaled me when I opened it [after following the trail of destruction, I figured I had to check and make sure he wasn't trying to charge his phone in there or something]. He was already in bed so I went in and gave my most annoyed "What the fuck happened to the house, dude?" Nothing. Try again, still nothing. Grab his foot and shake. Eyes open, "What were you drinking?".
"Feeelsi ilkssie mngdhhdvppppp...."
"What?"
"Eeeksi bliffghippppy....."
"You're such a loser"
Love sweet love.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Running is the new walking
Or so I'm trying to convince myself. After a lovely bongo session last night [thanks Second Floor!], finally got to bed around midnight. Sox won, I had some Japanese rice and some peas [I'm nothing if not predictable]. Woke up and Ed had made some gross stir fry thing for his breakfast. Have we discussed how Ed eats entirely inappropriate foods for breakfast? I'm strongly of the school of thought where breakfast is breakfast - waffles, eggs, sausage, toast, has browns, cereal, bagels, french toast, fruit cup, pancakes, cinnamon rolls, etc. There are SOOOO many wonderful choices, why would you reheat Thai food or make a TJ's Indian bowl for breakfast? I like both those foods - for lunch or dinner. But there is no reason my house should smell like fish before 10 am.
Anyhow, so I hiked down to Davis to get some American cheese and WPF bread and hot tea from DD. Erin called while I was walking back so we went running [yay!] after I inhaled a yogurt to stave of LBS. We went to Fresh Pond with Mia, it was fun, sort of...not miserable like moving usually is. We ran pretty far, I have no idea how to estimate mileage [my daddy can do it in his head, but he's been running for like 20 years]. After that spurt we just walked briskly, but exercise is exercise. FP is 2.5 miles around, so our goal is to be able to make it around without feeling like death. Then we're only .6 or so away from the 5k. I need to register for that.
I got home, had ham, egg, and cheese on a piece of WPF and another piece as toast [I used Earth Balance, not butter]. I love ham, egg and cheese apparently, another thing I've learned from the blog. Let's hope cholesterol doesn't catch up with me. I just had an apple and some of my watered down juice. Now I am going to do my arm exercises and take 2 hours to put on make-up because I really like to do that once in a while. The Sox just lost the first half of their rain-out DH, like 8-1. Sadness.
Going to the Alchemist in JP tonight for dinner with dear friend Meagan and her BF Dan, haven't seen them in forever but such is life lately. Darling is going to some party, of course. I've noticed we don't do a lot together, but I kind of like it that way. Makes you appreciate each other when you do see each other and frankly I am neurotic when out anyway and it's one less thing to fuss and worry about. And we're probably going to do karaoke at the Jeannie and while I love karaoke, Ed hates it [though it was totally acceptable back when we started dating...funny how THAT works] and so I only make him go on my birthday. I'm not big on making people do stuff, even if it's Darling. That way, he can't expect me to do anything that he likes that sucks. Works out.
Speaking of not working out, the house inspection is tomorrow. While I am praying that there are no structural flaws and it goes well, I have great apprehension. I'm at 15-20% we get in there. I just found a copy of our offer at it was presented to them and signed and a bunch of crap was changed unbeknownst to me, after I signed it. I'm not Sicilian, but I think I may have just felt what that level of anger feels like upon discovering this. I'm going to remain relatively calm, I will rip Ed a new asshole because this is unacceptable and his friend should know you don't do stuff like that on behalf of people WITHOUT LETTING THEM KNOW, particularly when large sums of money are involved. However, hopefully it doesn't matter because a. the P&S really matters and b. house might not work out anyway. Whatever, I'm jazzed for the inspection, should be informative if nothing else and Darling is paying for it because my commission sucks right now. He is a good boy, 43% of the time.
Anyhow, so I hiked down to Davis to get some American cheese and WPF bread and hot tea from DD. Erin called while I was walking back so we went running [yay!] after I inhaled a yogurt to stave of LBS. We went to Fresh Pond with Mia, it was fun, sort of...not miserable like moving usually is. We ran pretty far, I have no idea how to estimate mileage [my daddy can do it in his head, but he's been running for like 20 years]. After that spurt we just walked briskly, but exercise is exercise. FP is 2.5 miles around, so our goal is to be able to make it around without feeling like death. Then we're only .6 or so away from the 5k. I need to register for that.
I got home, had ham, egg, and cheese on a piece of WPF and another piece as toast [I used Earth Balance, not butter]. I love ham, egg and cheese apparently, another thing I've learned from the blog. Let's hope cholesterol doesn't catch up with me. I just had an apple and some of my watered down juice. Now I am going to do my arm exercises and take 2 hours to put on make-up because I really like to do that once in a while. The Sox just lost the first half of their rain-out DH, like 8-1. Sadness.
Going to the Alchemist in JP tonight for dinner with dear friend Meagan and her BF Dan, haven't seen them in forever but such is life lately. Darling is going to some party, of course. I've noticed we don't do a lot together, but I kind of like it that way. Makes you appreciate each other when you do see each other and frankly I am neurotic when out anyway and it's one less thing to fuss and worry about. And we're probably going to do karaoke at the Jeannie and while I love karaoke, Ed hates it [though it was totally acceptable back when we started dating...funny how THAT works] and so I only make him go on my birthday. I'm not big on making people do stuff, even if it's Darling. That way, he can't expect me to do anything that he likes that sucks. Works out.
Speaking of not working out, the house inspection is tomorrow. While I am praying that there are no structural flaws and it goes well, I have great apprehension. I'm at 15-20% we get in there. I just found a copy of our offer at it was presented to them and signed and a bunch of crap was changed unbeknownst to me, after I signed it. I'm not Sicilian, but I think I may have just felt what that level of anger feels like upon discovering this. I'm going to remain relatively calm, I will rip Ed a new asshole because this is unacceptable and his friend should know you don't do stuff like that on behalf of people WITHOUT LETTING THEM KNOW, particularly when large sums of money are involved. However, hopefully it doesn't matter because a. the P&S really matters and b. house might not work out anyway. Whatever, I'm jazzed for the inspection, should be informative if nothing else and Darling is paying for it because my commission sucks right now. He is a good boy, 43% of the time.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Trivia Tuesday
While I loathe Mondays, I luuurve Tuesdays. Not because I get assaulted at work with all the emails a. from people who were out/shunning me Friday and/or Monday and b. from people who weren't out but should've sent them prior to 4 pm today so I could actually help them, and didn't. Thank god my mom doesn't read this blog because that last sentence was a grammar nightmare. I'm also noticing it's difficulty to type. You know why? Because it's TRIVIA TUESDAY which means I'm 2.5 sheets to the wind.
I go to trivia at Olde Magoun's on the Somerville/Meffa border each Tuesday with a revolving cast of characters. I was originally recruited by my colleague/friend Andy who went with his friend Matt. They were really good except for the fashion/beauty/pop culture/celebrity divorce questions -AKA the Pink Pie in Trivial Pursuit. This is where I came in. What I lack in useful knowledge about science or geography, I make up for in knowing Halle Berry's first husband's name [former Atlanta Brave David Justice, and he hit her - allegedly].
We worked as a team of 3 for a while and I invited my sister and she is wayyy more popular than I am so she actually came WITH PEOPLE. Andy has since had a baby and Matt's job is nuts and he's getting married [grown-ups], so they don't attend so often anymore but generally each week it's myself, maybe Caroline, her friend Martin almost always, and her other friends Paul, Mike and Jay come in as they can. They do Improv Practice on Tuesday which is awesome but I'm sad it conflicts with our big night. Sometimes C's delightful boyfriend Brian even joins us, all the way from the NH. That is a trooper move, if anyone asked me to go to something in NH on a Tuesday night and drive back and go to work the next morning I'd show them to the nearest bridge and then push them off.
Anyhow, I love trivia. The host is great, the bar is great, the questions are never too easy. I even wrote a glorifying Yelp review about it -which the host now totally knows about, scoring us brownie points. Some a-hole out of towner called him a Douche on Yelp, and he is so not a douche, I had to defend him. Fun times all around, I genuinely look forward to it and enjoy myself even if we place a miserable 15th or whatever we did tonight. We lost it in the 4th round...anyone ever heard of Mr Bill? Apparently some old SNL skit with a key nemesis. Sue us for not knowing the nemesis' name. I'm already excited for next week though, this is the beauty of it.
Part of the highlight of Trivia night is that I get to be excessive food and beverage-wise. The scale indicated I lost like 4 lbs this morning and I guarantee I just put it all back on in the past 3 hours. I have 98% of an entire margarita pizza [they make it Napoleon style on a BED OF LIGHTLY SPRINKLED SEA SALT, can you really blame me?] and 3 beers on average. This was tonight's menu, a whole pizza, a Raspberry UFO and 2 Sea Dog Blueberries. For those of you with little to no deduction skills, I don't like beer unless it's fruity. I also had a bite of Martin's Fireside Dip which is an item I would order again in a heart beat. As Rachel Ray would say, YUM-O.
So yeah, beyond that: Sox ate it at the last minute, booo. Had cereal per usual, a banana, some tea. A grilled cheese and tomato and veggie soup with a Snapple Diet IT for lunch [Westford again...groan]. I had a pounding headache by the time I got to the bar, but I washed down two Advils with my first beer [note to kids: don't do this]. No exercise, just the walk to the bar [such a sad sentence]. I meant to get up early and slept through my alarm, again [thanks Ed]. Had another lovely night of up at 3 with neurosis and back to bed at 4. Awesome. The I was at work from 8:45 until 7:20. Not recommended either. Hopefully it pays off.
Speaking of paying off, the house is whatever; I'm so over this process. I feel like we're behaving so reasonably and being accommodating. To be honest, I'm acting with a tenth of the insanity, vigor and obstinacy with which I'd want to act if left to my own devices [thanks to the advice of Darling and other parties]. These people are difficult. Let's hope it's worth it, otherwise, I'm hitting the road STAT. It makes me sad to think of but sometimes enough is a enough. Offer was accepted but I'd say due to other circumstances, it's a 30/70 shot, 70 being we don't wind up living there. Not to be Pissy Sally but that's how I feel right now with all of that.
Ok, I'm tired and it just took me a good 6 minutes to fix all those typos. Good night!
I go to trivia at Olde Magoun's on the Somerville/Meffa border each Tuesday with a revolving cast of characters. I was originally recruited by my colleague/friend Andy who went with his friend Matt. They were really good except for the fashion/beauty/pop culture/celebrity divorce questions -AKA the Pink Pie in Trivial Pursuit. This is where I came in. What I lack in useful knowledge about science or geography, I make up for in knowing Halle Berry's first husband's name [former Atlanta Brave David Justice, and he hit her - allegedly].
We worked as a team of 3 for a while and I invited my sister and she is wayyy more popular than I am so she actually came WITH PEOPLE. Andy has since had a baby and Matt's job is nuts and he's getting married [grown-ups], so they don't attend so often anymore but generally each week it's myself, maybe Caroline, her friend Martin almost always, and her other friends Paul, Mike and Jay come in as they can. They do Improv Practice on Tuesday which is awesome but I'm sad it conflicts with our big night. Sometimes C's delightful boyfriend Brian even joins us, all the way from the NH. That is a trooper move, if anyone asked me to go to something in NH on a Tuesday night and drive back and go to work the next morning I'd show them to the nearest bridge and then push them off.
Anyhow, I love trivia. The host is great, the bar is great, the questions are never too easy. I even wrote a glorifying Yelp review about it -which the host now totally knows about, scoring us brownie points. Some a-hole out of towner called him a Douche on Yelp, and he is so not a douche, I had to defend him. Fun times all around, I genuinely look forward to it and enjoy myself even if we place a miserable 15th or whatever we did tonight. We lost it in the 4th round...anyone ever heard of Mr Bill? Apparently some old SNL skit with a key nemesis. Sue us for not knowing the nemesis' name. I'm already excited for next week though, this is the beauty of it.
Part of the highlight of Trivia night is that I get to be excessive food and beverage-wise. The scale indicated I lost like 4 lbs this morning and I guarantee I just put it all back on in the past 3 hours. I have 98% of an entire margarita pizza [they make it Napoleon style on a BED OF LIGHTLY SPRINKLED SEA SALT, can you really blame me?] and 3 beers on average. This was tonight's menu, a whole pizza, a Raspberry UFO and 2 Sea Dog Blueberries. For those of you with little to no deduction skills, I don't like beer unless it's fruity. I also had a bite of Martin's Fireside Dip which is an item I would order again in a heart beat. As Rachel Ray would say, YUM-O.
So yeah, beyond that: Sox ate it at the last minute, booo. Had cereal per usual, a banana, some tea. A grilled cheese and tomato and veggie soup with a Snapple Diet IT for lunch [Westford again...groan]. I had a pounding headache by the time I got to the bar, but I washed down two Advils with my first beer [note to kids: don't do this]. No exercise, just the walk to the bar [such a sad sentence]. I meant to get up early and slept through my alarm, again [thanks Ed]. Had another lovely night of up at 3 with neurosis and back to bed at 4. Awesome. The I was at work from 8:45 until 7:20. Not recommended either. Hopefully it pays off.
Speaking of paying off, the house is whatever; I'm so over this process. I feel like we're behaving so reasonably and being accommodating. To be honest, I'm acting with a tenth of the insanity, vigor and obstinacy with which I'd want to act if left to my own devices [thanks to the advice of Darling and other parties]. These people are difficult. Let's hope it's worth it, otherwise, I'm hitting the road STAT. It makes me sad to think of but sometimes enough is a enough. Offer was accepted but I'd say due to other circumstances, it's a 30/70 shot, 70 being we don't wind up living there. Not to be Pissy Sally but that's how I feel right now with all of that.
Ok, I'm tired and it just took me a good 6 minutes to fix all those typos. Good night!
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Recap and Saturday Plans
So last night I stayed at work way to late, delaying dinner until around 8. Stupid Harvard kids meant we actually ate at like 8:30, I was starving. Went to Wagamama with Erin and Carolyn, had some chicken ramen [wild!], asparagus and gyoza. Had a slighted/alleged 8 oz pour of Chateau Ste Michelle reisling, which is one of my favorites.
We then headed over to Erin's and I had another glass of wine, a muscat with an ice cube in it [family tradition]. Upon coming home - before midnight, getting old is awesome - I had full intentions of having a Toblerone chunk but didn't. Not intentionally, I just talked myself tired, poor Ed. When all housing issues and transactions are said and done, it will be a joyous occasion. Wouldn't it be nice if stress made me not eat rather than insomniacal [?] and more verbose than usual. I guess we can't pick our demons.
Today so far I slept until 11, talked more about the house [I am not good at compromise, ever] and then walked to Davis for some WPF. Darling chose their Apple Cinnamon bread, which he calls "Gone in a Day" bread becuase when we buy a loaf that's what happens. It is soooo good, like so good. I just did dishes for 30 minutes and now am going to reward myself with some French Toast made from it. My appraoch will be to start making it myself, swear a lot and hope Ed comes in and makes it for me. This works 90% of the time, I am not a chef by any stretch.
Might go jogging later if I don't have to sign any papers or whatever. Also, we were supposed to get Monsoon Hanna, but it rained this morning and now is just cloudy and muggy as all fuck. Unpleasant, but more useful than a downpour I suppose. I may also go dress shopping, I need something for K&A's wedding in Jersey, I cannot be the out-of-state female fat friend, for real. Do those diet pills really have speed in them? What if you only take them for like 2 weeks?
We then headed over to Erin's and I had another glass of wine, a muscat with an ice cube in it [family tradition]. Upon coming home - before midnight, getting old is awesome - I had full intentions of having a Toblerone chunk but didn't. Not intentionally, I just talked myself tired, poor Ed. When all housing issues and transactions are said and done, it will be a joyous occasion. Wouldn't it be nice if stress made me not eat rather than insomniacal [?] and more verbose than usual. I guess we can't pick our demons.
Today so far I slept until 11, talked more about the house [I am not good at compromise, ever] and then walked to Davis for some WPF. Darling chose their Apple Cinnamon bread, which he calls "Gone in a Day" bread becuase when we buy a loaf that's what happens. It is soooo good, like so good. I just did dishes for 30 minutes and now am going to reward myself with some French Toast made from it. My appraoch will be to start making it myself, swear a lot and hope Ed comes in and makes it for me. This works 90% of the time, I am not a chef by any stretch.
Might go jogging later if I don't have to sign any papers or whatever. Also, we were supposed to get Monsoon Hanna, but it rained this morning and now is just cloudy and muggy as all fuck. Unpleasant, but more useful than a downpour I suppose. I may also go dress shopping, I need something for K&A's wedding in Jersey, I cannot be the out-of-state female fat friend, for real. Do those diet pills really have speed in them? What if you only take them for like 2 weeks?
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Is it bad that I'm eating Ben and Jerry's while typing this?
Is it worse that it's Saturday night at 10:17 and I'm blogging? You decide.
So I was successful with my hour on the bike, I tuned into MTV's new show, Busted instead of Intervention. MTV puts crack in their TV, I swear. I am a college-educated, professional, late-20 something, who grew up in a good home, without real cable, and I will sit in front of a Making Of The Band marathon like there is no tomorrow. Busted is awesome, it's COPS for the under 25 crowd, lots of pot and DUI citations, lots of dumbasses, love it.
I biked and then did my poor form arm exercises. With an old Cosmo Girl article and Ed's help, I made up a regimen of 6 arm exercises. At this point, I'm happy just to be doing them. Darling commented the other day that my form is crap and offered to help me fix that. I told him thanks but I'm going to hold off until I get more accustomed to doing the reps [15 each for each arm, sadly that's a lot for me], then fix my form. Right now between that and the bike, I am utterly exhausted when I complete them and that is enough for me.
As bonus points, I walked to and from Davis to pick up some dry cleaning. I resisted the urge to pick up a loaf of When Pigs Fly bread, a.k.a. my weakness. Instead I had an apple early afternoon and some Poland Spring seltzer. Then I made some diced tomatoes and mozarella with oil and vinegar and spices on it [so good] when I thought we weren't doing anything for supper. Of course, then we decided to go get mexican at La Tacqueria Mexicana [apologies on that spelling], which we did. I had a chicken quesadilla and some rice and beans and an ass-load of chips and salsa to pre-game. I also had 2 fruity margaritas, these are the real thing not the 100% corn syrup frozen margaritas, but I know booze isn't the best thing for rapid weight loss. I'm at a point now where I enjoy my cocktails, and I'd like to keep them in my life. We shall see; Darling always says the best way to lose weight is to stop drinking for a while.
To set this indulgence off, we walked there and back, which is probably a mile each way. To further set that off, I had intentions of hitting up JP Licks for a cone on the dog path. I vetoed this, some creeps have been harrassing yuppies on the path lately and STEALING IPHONES. I can't imagine what I would do if some motherfucker got a hold of mine, so I'm steering clear for a while. Instead, got a pint of Half Baked at Dillip's and rationed myself out a very small portion. Yeah, self restraint!
Tonight's plus: I stopped to get a water on my way home and a fellow patron commented that she "loved my hayh cullah". She was sweet, I blushed and thanked her. Then on my way out, I heard her say to the clerk "Yeah, you'll staht seeing all the students back around now". She thinks I'm 20, maybe even 18: YES! Black hooded sweatshirt, works every time.
Tonight's wahhh-wahhh: Arrived home to a darkened house [Darling is off at a party, I'm anti-social]. Wandered barefoot into the kitchen to get a spoon and mug for the B&J. Upon closing in on the light switch, I stopped short upon seeing what looked like an odd dark little shadow on the floor. Thought to myself - sarcastically- "Ha, it's probably a dead mouse, I hate this place". Well the lights go on and Yahtzee! The welcome wagon is here in a tiny lifeless grey body, gross claws and little teeth blazing. We seriously need to move. Until then, flip flops on at all times.
All in all, the Sox won. It still feels like summer. I'm in the middle of a 3 day weekend. I have a pile of magazines and bad cable waiting for me. Barbecue with my parents coming up on Monday. Life is good.
So I was successful with my hour on the bike, I tuned into MTV's new show, Busted instead of Intervention. MTV puts crack in their TV, I swear. I am a college-educated, professional, late-20 something, who grew up in a good home, without real cable, and I will sit in front of a Making Of The Band marathon like there is no tomorrow. Busted is awesome, it's COPS for the under 25 crowd, lots of pot and DUI citations, lots of dumbasses, love it.
I biked and then did my poor form arm exercises. With an old Cosmo Girl article and Ed's help, I made up a regimen of 6 arm exercises. At this point, I'm happy just to be doing them. Darling commented the other day that my form is crap and offered to help me fix that. I told him thanks but I'm going to hold off until I get more accustomed to doing the reps [15 each for each arm, sadly that's a lot for me], then fix my form. Right now between that and the bike, I am utterly exhausted when I complete them and that is enough for me.
As bonus points, I walked to and from Davis to pick up some dry cleaning. I resisted the urge to pick up a loaf of When Pigs Fly bread, a.k.a. my weakness. Instead I had an apple early afternoon and some Poland Spring seltzer. Then I made some diced tomatoes and mozarella with oil and vinegar and spices on it [so good] when I thought we weren't doing anything for supper. Of course, then we decided to go get mexican at La Tacqueria Mexicana [apologies on that spelling], which we did. I had a chicken quesadilla and some rice and beans and an ass-load of chips and salsa to pre-game. I also had 2 fruity margaritas, these are the real thing not the 100% corn syrup frozen margaritas, but I know booze isn't the best thing for rapid weight loss. I'm at a point now where I enjoy my cocktails, and I'd like to keep them in my life. We shall see; Darling always says the best way to lose weight is to stop drinking for a while.
To set this indulgence off, we walked there and back, which is probably a mile each way. To further set that off, I had intentions of hitting up JP Licks for a cone on the dog path. I vetoed this, some creeps have been harrassing yuppies on the path lately and STEALING IPHONES. I can't imagine what I would do if some motherfucker got a hold of mine, so I'm steering clear for a while. Instead, got a pint of Half Baked at Dillip's and rationed myself out a very small portion. Yeah, self restraint!
Tonight's plus: I stopped to get a water on my way home and a fellow patron commented that she "loved my hayh cullah". She was sweet, I blushed and thanked her. Then on my way out, I heard her say to the clerk "Yeah, you'll staht seeing all the students back around now". She thinks I'm 20, maybe even 18: YES! Black hooded sweatshirt, works every time.
Tonight's wahhh-wahhh: Arrived home to a darkened house [Darling is off at a party, I'm anti-social]. Wandered barefoot into the kitchen to get a spoon and mug for the B&J. Upon closing in on the light switch, I stopped short upon seeing what looked like an odd dark little shadow on the floor. Thought to myself - sarcastically- "Ha, it's probably a dead mouse, I hate this place". Well the lights go on and Yahtzee! The welcome wagon is here in a tiny lifeless grey body, gross claws and little teeth blazing. We seriously need to move. Until then, flip flops on at all times.
All in all, the Sox won. It still feels like summer. I'm in the middle of a 3 day weekend. I have a pile of magazines and bad cable waiting for me. Barbecue with my parents coming up on Monday. Life is good.
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