Wednesdays will be things I'm thankful for.

On today, I am thankful for:

1. I am healthy as shit, the older I get, the more important this becomes.

2. My family is awesome in a noninvasive way. So is Ed's. What are the odds?

3. My MacBook. Srsly, LOVE.

4. Maintaining an income even though I'm unemployed; way luckier than others even if I pout like Bitter Sally ALL DAY LONG

5. Not giving a shit about weddings or babies. I would have no hair left. And I'm glad it's not a fake and stressful not caring, it's legit. Way better stuff to focus on in life. I do give a shit that Ed will be my husband one day, and for that I am ALSO thankful.

Off to Fenway, where Dice-K better give me some more stuff to be thankful for...

20 Day Time Warp

I've been a bad blogger, again. Whatever, starting a-fresh today.

Ran my 10k yesterday! Woo-hoo! It was EIGHTY-FIVE DEGREES. I'm not joking. In April, I was afraid it would be too cold but never even considered it feeling like July. A little preview of summer training I guess? I will def need to start waking up early. However, I ran the whole thing and didn't die or pass out so I call that a victory. 1 hr and 18 minutes, I came in like 1650 of 1750 - whatever. I wasn't last, I broke 1.5 hours and I didn't die. Goals = Met. Daddy was proud of me.

One goal I have not met is my weight loss. I think I am moving into hardass crazy pants diet for May [minus Vaca] and up until my birthday. This will be challenging in summer, BBQs and Sox games, but I really need to get lighter so I can run faster so I can EAT MORE> the ultimate goal.

For today, no exercise as my legs feel like Jell-O, I worked from home and had:

2 eggs fried in EB [late, brunch-ish]
2 sausage links
Cup of tea
some watered down juice
An apple
A yogurt

Dinner now, I am starving!

Season 3 of the Tudors

I'm watching this now, it's the same, I dig it. They switched actresses to play Jane Seymour, which is wack. I like that I only have to half pay attention. And that Brandon Charles is seriously getting more and more handsome. Good Lord. Here was the rest of the day:

Headed down to Middleboro, has some more of my drink and a tasty Bud Light Lime. I will not admit it, becuase I spent last summer ridiculing him for this opinion, but the stuff is pretty damn good. And I loathe all Budweiser products so this is ringing endorsement. Very nice afternoon, balmy, llamas and they're all good people.

Had an apple on my way to 5 Keane. Daddy made me a small plate of parm-encrusted chicken, some baked lasagna and asparagus, with some more of my drink. Had a cup of mint tea. I just had a 100 calorie bag of popcorn [not great but took the edge off] and now I am having a yogurt and my evening cup of tea.

Ed booked our trip to Seattle/SF! I am excited, less douchey as I was about it Friday. I like to have 17 years to plan things, so curve balls [ie. finding out we're going to SF almost 2 months in advance....I am so nuts] make me wacky. But Ed edited carefully and made some decisions on his own [much better!] and we are good, I'm looking forward to it. Wish it was tomorrow instead of work...going to WF for the day, trying to get there early. Maybe even run beforehand? And then pedicures with Erin after work...I am so nervous.

Mixing this Taislim in with my drink....so far, I have no issues and see no miracles. We'll give it a bit. Whatever, works, right? As long as I don't develop a heart condition. Good night!

A good Saturday

It was a good day. Woke up to Ed making me this:





Based on an email from me to him, earlier this week, asking for this:


So good. Had that and some juice and water. Hung out for a bit, did 15 minutes Wii yoga. Still overweight, I have been hovering around the same 5 pound range forever - whatever. Went "jogging", which was watching to the Tufts track and walking around once and running around twice, walking home. Ed says this is a half mile [1/4 mile per lap], ehh. Not super impressive but I don't want to over-exert and sadly more than that would probably do the trick. Plus I can go back tomorrow and do 3 laps. I was glad to do some distance with no stopping. So woo-hoo!

Had some Instant Breakfast, cleaned up, did my arms, showered and got ready for Aunt Lorraine's party. t was lovely, good turn out and those old people have some nice digs! And they can dance! It was very nice. Had some beef, chicken, ziti, salad and cookies. Had 2 glasses of wine and a tea. Then Caroline and I went to Ed's parents, saw the family and Baby Vinny, he is cute. Had a mini cupcake there.

Now we're watching East Bound and Down, it is pretty damn funny. I am back to starving so will likely eat shortly. I'm thinking popcorn but maybe bread? Ed got some WPF earlier today. After that, off to sleep!

When did I get so lazy?

I've always been a procrastinator, always done things last minute but I am getting like Laaa-zy as I approach 30. And previously, my putting things off was generally due to being super busy and always doing stuff, lately, not so much. Unless I know if will have repercussions involving losing my shelter or job or cause bodily harm, I am so "eh" about everything...I can't even blog for 10 minutes a day. I really need to write down my life plan, I've even been procrastinating that for over 2 months now! Accckkk!! The fact that we just started our second storm of the DAY, at 10:30 on a Sunday night - in March no less - is not helping improve spirits.

Yesterday I did 20 minute Wii-Run, almost 3 miles straight [today, day after, my calves HURT - but I didn't stretch and I haven't been running so it's understandable] and did my arms. For food:
HEC on a bagel [Princess made it for me, he is wonderful]
Tea, juice, and apple
That was all till supper: Ed made homemade boursain and we had that and roast beef and tomato on WPF focaccia - SO GOOD. I could eat it for years. Had some Guertziminer and some old chocolate I had hidden [not good, 2 bites and tossed it]. Watched "Burn After Reading" and had some popcorn and more juice...went to bed pretty early. My sickness was getting better but has been worsening today [Sunday] so I'm trying to get more and more sleep. Not the worse punishment.

Today, kind of lounged around and has some more focccia with boursin and butter for breakfast [life is so hard], and some juice and a Werther's. I shoveled the teeny but of snow we had, not really anything close to working up a sweat. then went to Ed's parents, had some BBQ chicken from the crock pot. Went home, had a couple grapes, went to the Chestnut Hill Mall. Came home, had supper: steak, squash, lasagna, broccoli, bread, some wine and some juice/h20. Had a couple of those chocolate french butter cookies and a dipper from TJ's with some after dinner orange tea. Yum! I did feel incredibly nauseous after, but I think that's cause I had like 4 cookies after a low consumption day and giant dinner. I need to learn self-control.

Just got home, watching trashy tv and going to bed soon. Had some garlic naan with earth balance and some more juice. Can't wait to WFH and SHOVEL tomorrow. Barf.

Eh: And then there was Monday

5 day week, hope it flies by. Can't be any worse than last week, aka the longest 4 day week EVER. Seriously, someone should do a study on perception of 4 day vs 5 day work weeks.

So, I rode the bike yesterday for 11 miles [about 40 min] and did my arms. Those are getting less annoying, still not easy but not torture. I still feel sick after completing them, hoping that goes away. I do like that under my grandma-flab, I can feel my muscles. If only the stomach muscles reacted as quickly as the biceps and triceps. Oh well.

Let's see what else, yesterday I think I had some juice and H20 with my workout. Then I went to my parents and had some wine, glass of red and glass of white [my mom informed me that I have "loose lips" when I drink, making me feel like a total alcoholic, so I'm going to cut back even more on the boozing]. Then we had a supper of white wine coq au vin, bread, broccoli and asparagus and some noodles. It was delicious. Then I had some orange, tea, a few truffles and an oatmeal cranberry dipping cookie for dessert. Had some juice and water as well. Got home and tried starving but then folded and had some microwave popcorn and seltzer. Then I had 4 tiny chocolate hazelnut squares from WF. Went to bed, slept ok. I hate Mondays, especially when they're covered in ice.

Today: Had my bagel and earth balance [gross!], some tea and a reeses mini. I just had lunch, a gross salad and tiny crust of bread with a diet snapple. I am just repeating in my head, You will be fat in June every time I want pizza or more cheese or fries. Pfffttttt...misery is not eating what you want to eat. Once i get in slightly better shape I can eat more bread. More bread!!

Back to work.........

Piles of Post-It's

Not sure how I pluralize that: whatever. It's been almost a month, I've been trying to keep notes here and there of what I eat and what I do and how I work out but it's all just become an overwhelming mess of teeny pieces of paper all over the place, and to be honest, I'm never going to catch up at this point. Basically, I have hardly exercised for 2+ weeks and have been eating profusely [shock shock shock], so not good news. Been drinking slightly less so that is a plus, but besides that.... So, that being said - or typed - February 22 is the new January 1.

Today I made some WPF cinnamon raisin french toast and had that and a yogurt for breakfast with some tea. And some Cadbury Mini-Eggs, because we all know that's a breakfast staple. I had some seltzer and juice, and just had a couple more cups of tea. I am catching up [again] on Season 2 of Big Love and will watch the last episode on my current NetFlix while biking in about a half hour. The 10k is 4/26 and I am SLACKING. Supposed to start running outdoors next weekend. I did 10 miles yesterday and my arms, plus 10 minutes on the Wii Fit. Oooh, and I somehow agreed to stationary bike outside on Tuesday afternoon for charity. I only have to do a half hour, but it's supposed to be a whopping 33 degrees, tops. Joy!

Ok, I'm kind of ehh now, bad case of the Sundays. Bad case of the Winter Sundays. I need a kick in the ass but I think I have to do it myself, ugh. Heading to my parents in a bit, more later.

Wow I missed a week.

I started this Monday and jotted things down like 40 times all week so this is a progressive piece, but still - I'm lazy. I have a major case of the winter blahs, nothing serious just a strong urge to stay in bed and/or eat mashed potatoes and cinnamon rolls at all times. Actually, now that I read that, not that different from everyday life minus the bed thing. Oh well. I just want it to be warmish, I loathe the cold.

So it's been a bit since Saturday…about which, I remembered I had an apple during the day as well. For my Saturday night date with my couch [we're almost going steady], I had that yogurt, some tea, some peas with butter, 2 chocolates and some water. Went to bed earlyish and read, Ed was at a party at Mark's until 2 or so.

Sunday, I did 30 minutes of biking to IASIP, did some of my arms and weighed myself on the Wii-Fit. Went to the parents and had some beef, potatoes, gravy, broccoli, a roll w/butter, wine, some juice, and a teeny cup of mint chocolate Dove ice cream. Got home and had some Chex mix, more tea, 2 dove chocolates, and more juice. Do I eat too much? I don't think I eat so much BAD stuff as my portion control is in fact out of control. That will be the name of my first diet book once I get skinny - patent-pending so hands off, bitches. I just get so rude and angry and lifeless when I don't eat enough. Like my dad does correct portions but then I come home and eat a snack, or 7. Not good - when will I inherit my parents' good habits? Accckkk.

Quick review of the week, pretty boring:

Monday
I had some instant breakfast, my bagel, some tea, some juice.
Worked from home and had some chili over rice w/ jack cheese.
More tea, a giant hunk [like 2.5 good size pieces] of bread and butter for dinner.
Then some more tea and a SKOR bar. B&B for dinner = heaven.

Tuesday
Bagel w/ B&C, some Tea
99 for lunch half a RB sandwich and some salad, with free popcorn [can't say no] to start and a diet coke.
I think I had a banana when I got home?
Went to Trivia: had my pizza and 3 beers and we suuucked it and lost hardcore.

Wednesday
I W'dFH again and made some bomb-ass [1996 lingo] WPF French toast
This filled me up and I had it pretty late so I had Udon noodles as a snack.
And then a Bagel w/B&C for dinner [what?]
A Banana, 2 dove chocolates, some tea
Water, juice, throughout the day; some riesling and some popcorn during Top Chef.

Wow, in review I did zero exercise Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday: BAD. I need cable in the Offigym [just christened it that] STAT.

Thursday
Went to WF, had my Bagel and some Tea
Some H20, hit up McD's for my happy meal for lunch
Ed made Burritos for dinner [yum - and I only had one because they're FILLING]
We split a dessert Watchamacallit….ooh and I had a couple of Mini-Reeses on the way home
56 min on bike [16 miles] // Arms [20 reps of each]

Friday
No exercise
Finagle big-ass HEC w/ Bacon on an everything, DD Large Tea
Seltzer throughout the morning [keeps me awake]
Med chili from ABP [mehh], Diet Pepsi
Teeny square of Bob's lasgna [made up for the chili]
1 Piece of scali bread and butter
Dessert was a mini-slice of carrot cake and a mini-éclair. Both were delicious, and local: have I mentioned I LOVE Medford? F the North End, it's so much easier to park here.
And we got a turbine! Yes, let me tangent for a moment: we now have a large and in charge, and very visible wind turbine in the back of one of our schools on 93. I am very proud of my new city, I think this type of stuff actually makes a dent in a potential issue, in a responsible and non-obnoxious way. It's a smart and future-thinking idea and I think it cost over half a million dollars but I am totally ok with that [my brain rarely allows crazy spending like this under the strict confines of my old-white-man POV]. I was siked to see it tonight on my way to my parents, I did a small cheer. The more I live here, the more I feel really comfortable and pleased with our decision. Time will tell, but I am really siked to be a happy homeowner, even if it means sitting on my couch blogging in Target clearance rack pajama pants on a Saturday night. Which is what I'm back to doing right now. In fairness, I've shopped the clearance rack since Targets came here [Oh-Happy-Day! I've been watching way too much Big love lately]. It's also cold and I prefer hibernating to pretty much anything else right now but….

Come to think of it, I'm actually in a much better mood now [Saturday night, even though my time line above is only up to Friday - sorry, I'm confusing] than I was when I started this earlier this week. I love visiting my parents and sleeping late, 2 things this weekend has allowed already. Now I am dog-sitting and will not be able to sleep in tomorrow, but hopefully I can go back to bed. Or actually make my Sunday productive and wake up early. That's no fun! We'll see how early I get up.

Back to Friday/yesterday: Small post-work trip to Desfina: couple pieces of calamari, one amazing piece of uber-garlic bread w/ tomatoes, some fries with mayo [yes, mayo]. I also had 2 glasses of wine, which reminds me I had a Corona and come chaaaaadonnay at work [earnings meeting in a recession, needs booze]. We came home and I had a mini-reeses or 2, I think? One of those Fridays, and I'm learning the recap is not my string suit anymore. Sad. I did a drunken walk to Whole Foods around 9pm. For some Cinnamon Bun Ben and Jerry's - which prompted me to shout its delicious merits while consuming it last night. It is amazing, I wish it had 0 calories.

Now as I mentioned, today is Saturday. Darling woke me up with a HEC on a bagel. Had some Tea and Juice. Ate a Banana pre-workout. And a Reeses mini. Went to my parents and had killer LBS en route so I ate an apple. At 5 Keane, had a glass of Wine, really awesome Cook's recipe baked ziti, some WPF ciabatta that I brought. Speaking of which, newsflash of the century is that if I could stop eating bread products - not even all carbs, just frigging bread - I'd look like Kate Moss. It doesn't seem that much when I eat it, even though I know I'm being naughty. But then I have to type this and read it and spell check and I'm just like "Sheeit, I'm lucky I don't look like Jabba The Hut". Back to supper: broccoli and chicken in a lemon glaze rounded it out. I had some cranberry juice and then we had teeny pieces of a WPF [yes, also me] Chocolate bread Pudding cake with some mint chip Dove ice cream and peppermint tea for dessert. Yummy! I came home and had some tea and cinnamon-sugar scali toast [with Smart Balance and surprisingly ok - I had 2 pieces]. I was late for dinner because I worked out to episode 3 of The Tudors today: 12.5 miles on bike [40 min] and my armcersises [I'm on a roll tonight!] - 20 reps of each per arm.

That's it, my head is spinning and it's 12:20 so I'm going to take Miss Mia out and go to bed. Tomorrow is the Super Bowl, I would care less. Although the Phantom Gourmet guys are making me want to eat a spread the size of a small state. I will try to resist. I need to get things done tomorrow, I am so sick of weekend where I accomplish nothing, it's pretty much every weekend. I need something to kick me in the ass. And I need to win the lottery. Excuse my typos and nonsense, long and dull week. Hopefully February is the New January. TTFN!

I food-cheated Saturday night

My January is not turning out the way I expected. So Saturday after I posted, Ed and I split a hazelnut-chocolate bar from TJ's [Ritter? Maybe? The ones they strategically place at check-out, there are different varieties - light,dark, with a cookie/biscuit thing - they're squares] with another cup of tea.

Then yesterday I had tea and a HEC on an everything bagel, I only ate like 3/4ths of it - which was weird but I wasn't super-hungry. Of course, then I made an entire box of brownies. We were kind of snowed in AGAIN and the box was taunting me, what can I say? They didn't cook all the way, per usual but they were pretty f-ing good. Princess and I ate the whole goddamn pan...I finished the last teeny bite this morning [it's Monday now, I'm a lazy-blogger]. I had those with some tea, then later an apple and then Ed got us WF sushi which was good but some of it was that multigrain stuff and I don't care if it's healthier, that stuff is wacky. And isn't sushi healthy enough on its own? I had more tea and some water with lemon.

As it got later, I got the late night Praeter-Willies [splg] - this led to more brownies [I felt slightly nauseous going to sleep], some peas with butter, triscuits with cream cheese and a yogurt. Yes, I am in dire need of a trip to the grocery store.

Then today was Monday, I worked from home - had a banana, did 50 minutes of Wii Fit including a 20 minute faux-run [2.75 miles!]. Had my bagel and a Carnation Instant Breakfast with soy milk. Had some tea...I feel like I had something else but can't think of what it could have been. Went to my parents for dinner, had lasagna and brocolli and garlic bread and 2 mint chocolate cookies with some peppermint tea and wine and water. Got home and had a yogurt and 1 Reeses and some more water...off to bed!

That's Not Real Exercise

I just tried to guilt Ed into getting me a chipwich. The cornerstone of my argument was that I did about an hour of the Wii Fit today. To which Princess replied the above. He's right, I should be honest with myself that I need to kick it up a notch if I want to be HBT [hot by 30]...why is it so cold? And why can't I go to bed early? I got a planner yesterday, maybe I'll try and schedule my entire February and then stick to it. I need something, my dad ran 4 miles in -4 this morning. He isn't fat and he's going to live to be 90... Maybe if we get a dog, then I'll get up early? But then we'll have a dog, which I want but I can't deal with that right now. Vet bills and feeding and potty-training or whatever the hell it's called for puppies. I will work to get skinny so I have good, healthy habits in which to raise a teeny French Bulldog. Or two, I think we should get 2 at a time, that way we can watch them wrestle. And it's unlikely that they'd both die at the same time. Is that creepy? It might be.

I am watching Food Network, so not a good idea for a hungry Saturday night. Giada just took a trip to Italy. If I get married, we're going to Italy for like 4 weeks as a vacation: fashion, water, islands, old paintings usually of Jesus, old buildings, not understanding what people are saying around me, wine, frangelico and most important FOOD. A perfect country. I do wish I liked espresso, that is the only piece of that whole culture that I don't dig and I feel like I'm missing a lot. But I would love to start at the top and work my way down, so awesome.

Ok, I'm tired. Here's a sum up:
1 hour Wii Fit
Water
Tea
Salad [spinach, tomato, mozarella]
Pumpkin/Mozarella ravioli's from Dave's w/ tomato sauce
More tea
A glass of wine
3 small pieces of the savory cran bread w/ cream cheese and garlic salt

This is where I'm at. I'm starving, it's Saturday night. I have a headache and I keep yawning. We watched our Netflix already [The Wackness? It had its moments but overall was pretty wacky and not in a good way]. I want a brownie sundae with vanilla ice cream, hot fudge, gummi bears, banana and whip cream. Instead I will go to bed instead....hopefully this ravenousity will subside by morning.

I'm changing my name to Lazy Gaudet

Even weekends that I'm snowed in and have diddly to do I get little-to-nothing accomplished. I did nothing this weekend, no touching up, no curtains, no deep-scrubbing of my bathroom. Laundry and some dishes and snow maintenance. I could have blogged 19 times but I just get sucked into a lethargy pit. Part of this can be blamed on The Wire which I am re-watching from the start. It is soooo good, but the episodes are an hour and even though I've seen it I still find myself paying keen attention. It's a part-time job - my weekend job, apparently.

Let's see, yesterday I had an apple for the afternoon and did 14 miles on the bike [53 minutes] AND my arm exercises, impressive for a day of rest. My current exercise DVDs are "It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia", it's pretty decent and comes in half-hour increments which is good for working out. I then had another of Ed's cookies. He came home and made us pasta his boss brought back from Italy, simple little shell things with my dad's sauce. It was ok. I wanted garlic bread but he brought home WPF Oat and Honey which I was skeptical of for that purpose.

I went to Target and came back and had some anyway, it was decent. I was ravenous by that point for whatever reason [so hungry lately - either due to exercise or due to less calories or maybe some kind of cruel placebo effect] and so in addition to my bread I also had some ramen that I bought at Target [total rip-off 97 cents and same portion as the 20 centers - just in its own box think and nuke-able]. Followed up with some more tea and half a bottle of Boone's, and the another cookie. Considering I sat on my ass and watched TV for 5 hours [Ed went to a party and I started Season 1 and an episode of Bad Girls Club - sooo trashy!], that is NOT eating a lot for me. On the bad side, I went to bed at like 4 am. TV will be the end of me.

Today, I slept until 11:30, got up, had a banana, and shoveled for an hour while Princess slept [he got in at like 5:30 - I am so nice] and then came in and did my arm exercises. I measured my stuff on the Wii Fit [still fat, still gaining - though in very tiny increments] and got ready for my afternoon. Ed made me a bagel and butter and cream cheese and I had some gatorade, ghetto late breakfast but whatever works.

Went to the NB outlet and CVS and my parents' house for supper. Had a glass of red wine, some cranberry juice and seltzer, lasagna, some parmesean encrusted chicken, and broccoli. Had some peppermint tea and one mint-choco cookie for dessert. Went to Trader Joe's and now I am home. Just had some tea and 2 more pieces of garlic toast that my dad sent home in my care package for the week. I am still hungry and watching TV so I am trying my hardest to resist... Tired for now, will try and wake up early tomorrow to exercise, maybe? I could work out after work as well. I wish I could work from home everyday. Or win the lottery, either would work.

Holy Hiatus, Batman!

So it's been almost 2 months. I became a [relatively] happy homeowner and learned that doing that takes up pretty much every second of your time and money at the beginning. At this point, Princess and I have just gotten lazy and it's cold and we had the holidays so I have more time. Plus I made it a resolution to blog, run more, eat less, and lose like 30 lbs over 2009. Trying to be 15 lbs lighter by my 30th in June. I need to get a scale.

Quick recap of end of 2008, I stopped moving after the 5k and gave in to all the wonderful end of year treats and beverages that were constantly around me. I haven't gotten huge, I think I'm kind of at my maximum lazy-ass threshold which, thanks to genetics, isn't obese. I am lucky. However, I'm also not close to skinny or even healthy yet and I feel like crap and keep being sick, so I need to get my ass in gear. January is the new January.

Thurs Jan 1
Exercise - 0 [gave myself a pass, it's a holiday]
Food - Made homemade cinnamon buns FROM SCRATCH [me, who knew?], had 1 for breakfast.
Had some tea and an apple. Went to 5 Keane for NY's pork, squash, roasted potatoes, some delicious cran/orange gravy, and brocolli. Had one of those Ferrer Rocher [splg?] candies [addictive, thankfully they were almost gone] and some cherry pie with vanilla ice cream, and peppermint tea for dessert. Came back home and had another cinnamon bun [it's a holiday] and split the last bag of movie theater butter popcorn with darling and went to bed. Oh, probably had some juice and water too, I have had the plague since the end of November - it keeps getting better and then coming back uglier. FUN. Unfortunately it's not one of those sicknesses that makes me lose weight. Not that that is a healthy way to lose weight, but it would be a nice perk to this vile suffering.

Fri Jan 2
Exercise - 0 I seriously had all intentions but woke up and felt like death, drove Princess to work, went back to bed until 11 and then cleaned the kitchen, bathroom, did laundry, vacuumed and watched like 8 episodes of Law & Order SVU. I had dinner plans and just ran out of time....and Ed had even set up the Wii Fit. I am a bad Resolver. Or Resolutionizer?

Food - Had my old standby, the Everything bagel with butter and cream cheese [so much more appealing than oatmeal or toast or scrambled egg whites....] and some tea. I then had an orange and a yogurt and some more juice and water, due to illness. I had a mac&cheese lean cuisine w/ tomatoes around 3 and some more tea. I threw away lots of my hidden candy whilst cleaning. Not all of it, I'll be honest. Went out for Indian with Erin and Carolyn and met her new bf, Matt - he's lovely. This is one way to diet: maybe it's because I already have a bad hack but this chicken vindaloo was sooo spicy that I could hardly make a dent in it. So I had my glass of wine, the samosa was ok, and mostly rice. My face was like red and my eyes were watery the entire meal, nice first impression to Matt. Erin and I spent a good amount of the night referring to Facebook and Myspace so he probably thinks we're weird anyway. We went to Miracle of Science for a cocktail, I had a kind of gross [but only $5] gin and tonic. I think gin and tonics are a 3rd or 4th drink for me, it didn't go down as easy as I would've liked. It's what I get for attempting to be classier than I actually am. Speaking of that, I'm going to a party and Craige and Aaron's tonight [so excited to see their new house!] and need to bring an app/dessert/booze. I have 2 bottle of Boone's in my fridge [not joking], is it trashy or awesome to bring one? Mortgages make you poor... And I legitimately feel Snow Creek Berry is delicious. Ok, so came home and had 2 pieces of Harry's holiday cinnamon-raisin toast with butter for a nightcap. And made some tea that tasted gnarly.

Sat Jan 3
Exercise - will be biking to the season 2 finale of Brotherhood that I got from Netflix. It's usually around 55 minutes, that will be good for me.

Food - Princess made me 2 eggs on an everything bagel with ham and cheese and some tea. He is a good boyfriend. We did almost murder each other mid-November while moving out of 203. That apartment was dirty and filled with stuff and 3 floors up and we were just sooo over it and tired and cranky from the long and complicated home-buying process. However, since then we have come to an understanding and have been getting along remarkably well. Moving is stressful, as are bills and leaky things that you don't anticipate leaking and appliances that don't work that you did anticipate working, etc. We fight ugly but we do get everything out and get over stuff so hopefully things will continue on a more rational path. The good thing is, it's not one of us being a super-douche and the other being normal, we are both super-douches. How that is a plus, I don't know but somehow it is...

Ok, off to paint some trim, ride the bike and prepare for the partay tonight. I'm also going to work out a training plan for our next goal: April 26 - James Joyce Ramble in Dedham. It's a 10k that my daddy runs ever year. Of course, he runs it a week after the marathon which I will NOT be doing, but if successful, it will be a milestone for me nonetheless.

New House = Blog Contraception

I'm lazy, and I have self-sufficient parents who spoil me. I have never in my life painted, cleaned and whatevered as much as I have in the past 2 weeks. And we're not even packed or moved yet. There are so many little things that are wrong or off or weird or backwards. Acckkk. Houses are a whole new ball game, one I'm stoked to become a fan of, but good god: I put my to do list on graph paper this evening and it looks like trigonometry [shout-out to Mr Stengel]. Scary.

Since I've been eating HORRIBLY [so much take-out. And Wendy's for lunch today...I made a devoted trip to Lowell to get it. Wow.] And not exercising minus the manual labor that is going to Home Depot repeatedly and painting-painting-painting [I have blisters, no lie], I'll make some notes about my house so that when I'm older and it's a palace I can recall these glory days. So we started upstairs, our bedroom looks AWESOME. I have no idea where or how we will put the bed, but TBD, TBD, I'm not stressing. I am, but lying occasionally tricks my brain. Briarwood is a great color, in hindsight I might do everything in a coat or 2 of that. Office is Wasabi, or nutto-Jungle green. This room will scare people, it already has in its brief life in this hue. Anyone who knows what a fan of chartreuse [the color not the vile liqueur] I am will look at it and instantly think perfect for her [Darling says he likes it, we have remarkably similar tastes, a blessing. Still fight like animals 75% of the time.]. It is kind of a mental-patient tone, but I love it and it will make me happy when working from home and exercising....yep....getting on that shortly.

Erin and I are supposed to go to yoga this week, I am sad to be moving away from her. It says 2.2 miles...really? That seems like a lot. I underestimate distance. We shall see. Davis Square is a perfect mid-point for us, come Spring, bring on the James Joyce 10k. I just have to figure out how not to be a flab-ass all winter, with delicious treats everywhere and my job gluing me to my seat most of the day. I will make it a goal. I need to be on time more as well, I've gotten awful in that department.

Ok, back to the house. Hallway is what I call Apartment Beige, it's called Albelescent or something and Ed likes it because "it's warm" and "makes the rooms pop" [he's out buying tampons now....totally joking, that was mean. But comments like that make me realize we watch wayyyy too much HGTV]. It's ehh, and it's applied kind of awful, our ceilings look a bit rough. This is what happens when you paint till 4 am. Again, whatever, we can make plans all winter and re-do what truly sucks come spring. When hopefully I'm less in the poor-house [wocka wocka] than now. I will not get into the lovely financial situation, but let's just say we're turning in the lotto tickets and change jar.

Guest bedroom is Marblehead Gold? Kind of Velveeta, dried darker than I'd like. It's hard to have a light yellow without looking like frosting. I may buy the chipset and analyze color all winter. I think repainting one room at a time would not be so onerous [word? not sure]. But love the little pocket closet in there and 3 bedrooms are 3 bedrooms, especially since we're never procreating. Babysitter for Life.

Downstairs....ooh! I patched HOLES IN THE WALL. Me. The railing sucked, they never grounded it to the studs or something [I feel like Tim Allen], so we removed it to paint and I did plaster of paris and joint compound and sanding and priming and I can totally see them but it looks pretty damn good. Ed did a mark or 2 on the ceiling too with that JC and it worked like a charm, elixir of the gods apparently comes in a giant tub from HD. Hate HD, sick of it. Wish local stores were open past 6.

Hallway is boring, kitchen untouched minus our giant temporary black fridge [poor choice? most likely; interesting? definitely], bath remains as is too. Those are down the road entire do-overs. Not that I do not love the avocado tub. Actually, I kind of dig it, just the rest of the bath makes me want to puke. Living room is Copley Grey, which we vetoed, then saw our new selection in person and went back to at the store. I think we vetoed because it was too dark and we were correct with that instinct. I initially felt it was army bunker-esque. Kind of loving it now, we'll see how I feel after a few days away. Getting our floors done now which is kind of freeing, since we can't be there. I'm totally supposed to be packing now instead of blogging....ha. Side note: Do I get paid based on the # of times I use "totally" while blogging? If not, I should.

Anyhow, LR is dark but it's big and it's greenish so it will look dope with our couch. Trying not to think about how wack our existing furniture will look in there in general. We'll see, it could be good. Ed says it's the color of Money and therefore loves it. Who would've thunk Princess would be the optimist half in our home-improvement odyssey? He totally is, I am negative Sally. I hate work, I hate anything physical, I hate waiting, I find flaws in everything and do not see it as "hand-painted" or "personal", I see it as ghetto. I am a douche. Ed painted my head at one point this weekend when I was mouthing off. I think I deserved it, though it was a challenge to get out of my hair. White latex is so hot right now.

Finally, the dining room. Or what Bob Gaudet refers to as the "Gulden's Mustard" room. We picked 2 good colors, Bryant Gold and Saddle Brown. Gold dried way too dark, kind of dulce de leche, def a bit mustardy, but still a nice color. Am I hungry or what with these food terms for everything....wow. And the brown is BEAUTIFUL, like classy brownie mix perfect chestnut horse-hair brown, if that makes any sense. However, together [chair rail between them] they look like a some kind of uniform from the 1970's, or a UPS truck. Not so hot. Plus, that was the last room we did and it kind of shows. The hallway shows it worse. We will be touching up 4-eva as the kids say. So yeah, if anyone has suggestions of what kind of table/wood-grain might work well with that scheme, or if anyone has any leftover vinyl furniture from the 70's, pass it along.

Ok, that's it. Work is work, life is life. Daddy is running a marathon in Texas this weekend, he is inspirational, my sister is in her apartment, Erin is 30, my cat is getting fat, Keith is married, life is flying by. Hopefully the holidays will allow for some time to reflect or some shit. I am counting down the days till Thanksgiving break. Off to shove something in my mouth and hit the sack. Or more accurately, the Tempurpedic I still have 2 years left of payments on. Life is all about choices.

"Why doesn't Wendy's deliver?"

I seriously just asked Ed that. It's been one of those weekends. Let's see, last note was Thursday. Sox came back, it was awesome. We won again last night and in about 20 minutes game 7 will start. I am stoked. I haven't exercised a peep but got a pedometer [which in my sad little head means by osmosis I'll magically be motivated to move] and will do something after work tomorrow. My arms are back to flabby, my lifestyle is back to lethargic. I feel kind of crazy. No good. Some of that is probably these 8 o'clock games, my job, and the house but some of it is no endorphins. Here's a food recap-

Friday: In Cambridge [yay!]
Had a Finagle HEC on everything....OMG, this was one of the BEST breakfast sandwiches ever. For real, like great combo of flavors, the bagel was fresh, right proportions of ingredients, it was rad. Made some tea at work, had a little apple that came with it. For lunch, met with PYV and had some Thai [pad see yu from Similans, delish] and a diet Pepsi. Should've had a yogurt in the afternoon but instead had a snickers and more tea. It gave me two snickers, I was siked. That machine errs in my favor more often than not, so I have a snack for next week already! Headed home. I think I made some eggs and toast for dinner? And had a couple glasses of Riesling? I can't remember. We did nothing, went to bed at like 11:30. I brought toast to bed, this is my new thing.

Saturday: Slept till 10:30ish? Ed woke me up with MCDONALDS BREAKFAST. I love him. I was ready to stab him 3 hours later but we really are perfect for each other and he gets me. So half a Sausage McGriddle and an Egg McMuffin started my day, awesome. Had some water/juice with that to cut the extreme salt. Packed some stuff, had an apple and headed to WR, got a large DD tea for the ride. Had a few choco-covered pretzels for a snack, nothing else. Saw my dad's pics from Azerbaijan, amazing. Again, so glad he made it back in one piece. My cat was kinder to me than the prior visit, bastard. Grabbed some Sugar cupcakes and a bottle of red and white for my trip to Pembroke to watch game 6 with Work Lindsay and Ex-Work Meaghan and their boyfriend's both named Jesse. Jesse B's son was there too, he is super cute and very well behaved. Kids still scare me, I was so impressed with how LR knew when he should go to bed and what he should eat and Jesse got him a sippy cup when he hadn't even asked. So much responsibility, I can't wait to babysit our friends'/siblings' kids on weekends. And we'll leave it at that.

At LR's, had some chips and salsa, hummus and pita [both TJ's..really good]. 3 slices of pizza, a couple glasses of wine. Everything was delicious. I didn't eat a cupcake, trying to be semi-good? Headed home after we won [woo-hoo!] and had a chocolate twizzler and some toast.

Sunday: Lazy lazy lazy. Woke up at like 11? Packed and cleaned all day,productive but there is still sooo much to do. Ed made a scrambled egg, tomato, cheese thing with toast for breakfast. It was delicious, had it with some tea and watered down juice. Today was not a good food day, thus the title of this blog. I was tired and lazy and it's finally turned cold, like heat needs to be on cold. I think it reached 50 today, maybe? I just went out for the first time right before the game to grab ice cream and water, how sad. Anyhow, had a couple bites of a corn dog, a quesadilla, a bowl of cereal, and now I'm having a fettuccine LC. I am single-handedly keeping TJs in business with the first 4 of that list of 5 , wow. I also had a few spoonfuls [big spoonfuls but still, probably 4-5 oz] for B&J Pumpkin Cheesecake seasonal ice cream. That shit is delicious, I was impressed with my restraint. Princess is napping [Pink Hat] and hasn't discovered it yet, once it's a known food item, it will be gone in seconds. I'll prob grab a glass of wine and finish leafing through my magazines while I watch the game. So exciting, so unnerving. I love/hate October baseball; GO SOX!!

Weekend Update

So Saturday we headed back, I won't get into details but I have another item on my long list of why I hate stupid Jersey cops. Seriously, I'm flying to and from the next time we go see them. Whatever. Plus there was traffic getting into NY state. After some discussion with my parents' neighbor Evan, we may need to reevaluate our route if we do choose to drive down again.

On the bright side, had a PHENOMENAL everything bagel with butter and CC [it was a theme of the weekend apparently] and a tea from a place called Bagel Garden [?] on route 202 in East Shitshoe Nowhere NJ. It was really good. Princess had some kind of sandwich with lox and tomatoes as well, and he said that was really good too. So good find, good stamina for the ride home. Had a later pit stop at a rest area in CT and split a chipwich and faux ice cream drumstick from the machine, and a hot cocoa from the machine [usually I'm a big fan, this one not so much. Ed drank most of it.]. Made it home in like 6.5? hours, around 6:30. Napped.

Headed over to Erin's to catch the game. I love that we live across the street from each other, I will be sad to move if we ever get our house [it's going well, I'm just a pessimist by nature about big deals like this]. I showered, popped on sweatpants and was over there in 2 seconds. We ordered some pizza - big shout out to Angelina's in Teele Square, by far the best pizza in the area [trumped only by Pinnocchio's in Harvard Square, IMHO], I had a Nantucket Nectar's lemon tea. No booze, I was exhausted and kind of trying to chill out? Ed is on the wagon, I am definitely not but trying to be more conscious. Erin made pudding, chocolate, it was awesome. I learned she hates the skin on the top. no idea why I found this surprising [I HEART the skin], but I did - totally makes sense in hindsight. Anyhow, so good.

Stayed over there until like 11:30, came home and crashed. The game went 12 innings and we lost so I'm glad I went to bed. I am so not quitting on my team but if TBS and MLB insist on having 8-8:30 and 9 pm starts, I'm going to bed, that's it. Slept till ELEVEN the next morning....that was nice.

Sunday, got some WPF, nad 2 pieces of toast with 2 fried eggs. Some tea, some juice. Headed over to WR after some cleaning and errands. Had some grapes throughout the afternoon. Daddy made a dinner of steak, mustard sauce, potatoes, asparagus, pork. Had a chunk of the WPF Pumpkin bread pudding cake I brought over. Had a glass of red wine and some juice. May have had a banana? It's Monday night now and it's all a blur. Drove my dad to the airport for his trek to Azerbaijan, he is excited and nervous and so are we.

Blast from the Past

So acck, my last post was Wednesday [even though it's dated Tuesday...confusing Blogger quirk, I think...right now it's Monday night but I bet this will continue to say Sunday. It's like back to the future!], let's think.

So, Wednesday night, definitely did not do my arms, did dye my hair. Slept until the glorious hour of 9:30 the following morning, ran around all day with plans to leave at 4 to head to NJ/PA. I had a yogurt and an apple for breakfast, a Finagle Everything with butter and cream cheese for lunch [with a DC]. Went to Target and did some laundry, tried to iron with my mom. My lack of domestic skills continually impress me, it was hysterical. Packed up, was ready to leave at 4:15, Princess was late and we left a bit before 5.

Got some McD's at a terrifying rest stop in Connecticut or NT state, not to sound like a snob but they're all the same. Had my typical [I need to get back in a once a season fast food pattern, way too much lately] Cheeseburger Happy meal [girl toy] with additional cheeseburger on the side and a DC. Continued on our way, made it there around 10? Not so bad.

Met Keith and friends Sonny and Lynn from CA out and about in New Hope. Had some bread and a couple glasses of Riesling. Bar-hopped and switched to DC but had a few sips of Lynn's delish grapefruit and Belvidere and my my my, that was pretty damn good. I think Howard Stern is a big fan as well, and I learned today that his favorite beverage is my favorite beverage: cranberry juice watered down with seltzer, so maybe we share taste buds. He is definitely way more disciplined than fatty-me. Anyhow, couple sips of that and we were off.

Hit up Wawa for late-night goodies. That system is awesome to tangent a bit, you go in, pick a bunch of crap on a touch screen, it's easy, intuitive, there are a million options, the food is GOOD. Call me a product of the internet age but the less I have to talk to someone, the better. I'm not alone in this, I have a co-worker who is not a big fan of Papa Johns, but specifically orders their pizza because you can do it online. Kind of sad, kind of awesome. I had some mac and cheese, Darling had some chicken fingers and Kieth got whatever he calls a hoagie. Hoagie to me sounds like something one spits out in the shower. Gross.

Headed back to Keith and Alanna's ADORABLE and way not too tiny home, this was the first time we'd seen it. So cute, wonderful old floors and high enough ceilings and such a great yard and cute neighborhood. I'm super stoked for them. We also met their little kitties that had separate names that I can never remember, I will call them Oggie collectively because both names sounded something like that. They were also adorable, so young and bouncy and full of spriteliness. You can tell Princess has never had a cat because he was like fascinated that they ramble around and pounce on you all night, but they're kittens!! And even though he claims to be allergic, I have a theory that Ed secretly likes cats more than he lets on. Cats sure as hell love him. What is it that makes pets dig people who aren't really animal people? So weird.

Then we woke up the next day to WEDDING DAY!!! So exciting. I should separate my posts now.

Just when I thought last Sunday couldn't be topped

I'm on my way to the 3rd playoff game against the Angels! I'll show off a bit here and say my last and only playoff game was in 2004 against the Angels as well. We all know how that turned out. Ok need to park now, write more later.

Ok, so didn't turn out so super amazing. What was super-amazing was our seats: State Street pavillion, right above where Remy sits. We had a waiter! And cup-holders!!



It was awesome. Bum out of an ending, entertaining game over-all, not cold until the 10th or so inning. A bit of a silver lining is my favorite ex-boss Joe is going tonight and he would miss his play-off game if we did win so I'm taking solace in that. Plus we're currently winning game 4 in the 8th so I can be a bit ok with it.

So I'm wayyy behind, let's back it up. Yesterday was Sunday, I got up and grabbed some WPF peasant white [and a little chocolate cake for my parents' house]. Made some ham, egg and cheeses on that, had a cup of tea, some juice-water. Rode the bike for 25 minutes, did my arms pgood girl!]. Headed over to the parents after getting the call from Meagan that the opportunity of a lifetime would occur tonight, so stoked. Sad to miss my parents' Sunday supper but life is about choices. Ed dropped me off, took all of the laundry again [second week in a row, I'm lucky- can't wait for my own W&D!!!]. Hung out for a bit with the fam, I had to leave at 5 so it was brief. My mom made me a delicious salad of Bob Gaudet tomatoes, cukes and some store-bought mixed greens. Tossed that with some olive oil, white basalmic and S&P. SOOOOO good. Linus was being a brat and apparently peed all over the attic prior to my visit. Seriously, I somehow went to the MSPCA for a kitten and adopted an asshole.

Headed into town around 5:30, got a meter by BU. We knew we had fancy seats so I had to trade my chucks and giant Pap jersey for heels and a button down and sweater [at Fenway? and NOT after work? too weird]. Went up to our seats, fully dazzled. We had a lovely waiter Ben, and I had 2 beers, a pinot grigio [scariledge at Fenway but i have boobs so it's not sooo bad], a hot dog [yummm!], chips, some chicken tenders [mehh] and some fries [ehh]. The game was 5+ hours long, I got out of there after 1, took forever to get a cab, one of my major issues with downtown Boston. The T "runs" but not nearly as often or efficiently as needed - yet they don't put enough cabs out either!! Ridiculous. Chugged a Propel on the way home, I was getting that so tired I feel nauseous feeling? Yeah, not a great sleeping weekend, but a great weekend overall. Angels just tied it up...GO SOX!!!

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.

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...

Supa Nerd

That would be my self-description tonight. After scrambling to get down to the delayed Sox-Yanks game, angsting over parking taking so long, and practically running there [does that count as exercise?] with visions of my dad putting around the TW statue muttering with his headphones on, we left in the 4th when the f-ing monsoon started up again. I think I might hate rain more than snow now. The shoveling thing sucks, but I'll be honest, I shovel like once a winter. I'm lazy and good at cleverly getting other people to do my responsibilities. But yeah, it's a tough call after this spring and summer. Hard to imagine the middle of the country is dry when we are turning into a rainforest.

I should back up: no exercise today, worked in Cambridge, had 2 Reese's cups, a DD tea and 2 bites of rotten yogurt for breakfast. Intended to just have the yogurt, the rot prompted the Reese's...I'm lying....I INTENDED to have a Finagle A Bagel that Andy was grabbing for me if they were open, but they weren't. They have been "Opening Soon" for 6 months, quickly becoming the Big Dig of round foods. Anyhow, had my yogurt as back up but my yogurt expired Sept 13, and I noticed this after consuming a good tablespoon. I think this unwilling experiment proves exactly how much even good yogurt tastes like ass.

Went to the mall and got my Mac Airport [blog from the couch! work from the couch! google from my couch! use my iphone on my WiFi! thank god!] and a Tendercrisp Salad from BK, with a diet coke and Italian dressing. Ate at my desk, I am so social. Had a mug of hot chocolate as a mid-PM snack...it is gnarly raw out. Headed home at 7 [!] only to be called by my dad and told the game was on, for 8. It was bumped to 8:30, I got there late as previously discussed. We each had a foot-long, some peanuts, split a pretzel and had a Harp. I love my dad....only he could pull off the headphones/newspaper combo at Fenway for a late September Sox/Yanks meeting. It was awful. We were losing 12-3? when we left....final score 19-8. Yeah boys! I'm sure they are just reserving their energy for the play-offs, a wise choice.

So, back from the game, soaking wet and cold, angry, I redeemed my evening! I set up the AirPort BY MYSELF. And even figured out how to do the remote thing with the iPhone BY MYSELF. And tracked down a duplicate detector for iTunes online, downloaded it and am now running it BY MYSELF. While blogging. Thus the title. Self-sufficiency is the key to happy home-ownership, so hopefully tonight is the start of a trend in the right direction. As opposed to my general persona of Helpless Sally. I'm still calling my dad if I get flat tire.

That's all, had some decaf coconut chai tea and a Butterfinger as a reward for my savvy tech skills. I'm ready for bed now, long day. On the exercise front, helping B&E move tomorrow. In the monsoon. I'm so excited to see their place though, and they are adorable, so it will be ok. Erin and I need to run around Fresh Pond entirely one day soon, the race is like a week away. Acktacular!