Aug 26th

Lets see, I was lazy Friday and we had the bachelorette Saturday, preceded by Target and the like. Shopping involves standing, walking, navigating. Yep. Sunday I was probably lazy as well? Monday I ran 3.3 miles in FORTY NINE MINUTES. Wednesday I ran 2 on the track, forgot my watch. Today I tried to run, felt like death because I am semi-starving myself [never mind the 3/4 box of whoppers i just wolfed] and had no energy so I did 7 miles on the bike. I think I've done my arms Sun-M-W-Th, so they are getting better, minus me being fat and having Granny wings.

So exercise is going ok, this week has been hard with being in WF 3x, but I've tried to stuff some in. It is so hard to run without eating as much as I usually do. My next philosophy may be to eat pasta everyday and promise to run after work, but I think those promises might turn into lies. I am still not drinking: 8/22 - 9/3. That has been easier than anticipated and I am proud to confirm that I am not an alcoholic.

I should be able to run this weekend and most days next week. Then a 4 day weekend!!! So looking forward to that.

Where oh where are my endorphins?

So I got up at 6 as promised and watered my plants and ran 2.5 miles AND did my arm exercises. And made a healthy breakfast and took down all the laundry, all before 9 am. Who am I? However, for the rest of the day I was hungry and spacey and now I had a teeny glass of bad white wine [so bad I had to mix it with oj, no joke] and am SO TIRED, I am drinking a diet coke in hopes of staying awake later than 8 pm. Ugh. When do I start feeling jazzed? When do I have energy in my life? And joy? When do I have one chin in pictures. Seriously, I think I look ok and then the goddamn macbook cameras PROVES otherwise, such a sharp smack to the face. Happy Monday!

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!

Opening Day!

Got up around 6:20, ate a banana and a swig of gatorade and ran for 1.5 miles. It was ok, the early morning thing is still a little harder but it was only 45 and I felt good. This is a step in the right direction. Got home and got ready. Made my ass some scrambled eggs with american cheese and went to Westford. Here is what I ran, it was a good course:

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Westford was fine, it started pouring halfway through negating Opening Day. What else is new...April baseball, I am so ready for it but god it's still cold and shitty out. Hopefully spring gets here right quick.

Had some tea at work. Went to Chilli's for lunch, totally cheated and had Queso but had it with a salad and DC, whatever. Hydrated all day, good times. Got my toe's done for the first time ever. I know girls sweat that but I felt as though I was at the gynecologist, just with more guilt. Tense and nervous and I felt so bad for the girl and it was tickly and I hate situations when I feel like someone is my subserviant. Which weird for someone who wants to be queen, but like queen so I don;t have to do laundry not queen so you have to rub all this shizz on my toes and scrape stuff off. Acck. Won't be turning that into a habit. Glad Erin made me try it, I am averse to change and so I know it was good for me to do it. But not my cup of tea and frankly they're never gonna look awesome so I might as well DIY. Or DIM I guess, if it's me?

Got home, had a string cheese and more tea. Made myself a dinner of green beans in OO with garlic [Ed started it, I'll be honest - I nuke my veggies and put salt on them] and some fish strips. They were ehh....from WF and the TJ's ones are much better. Watching The Hills and drinking gatorade and craving a chipwich right now but no more cheating! Trivia will be a challenge tomorrow. I will get a wrap of some kind I imagine, or maybe steak tips? Whatever, maybe I can make a weekly exception. We'll see...it's a pizza not a loaf of french bread right?

No Joke: No Sweets for a Month!

No April Fool's Day prank, the lack of sugar and carbs has made me too sluggish to think of anything clever.

Won't get into the past half month, sheer laziness per usual. I sit and stare at a screen all day and vary my distractions and lately blogging hasn't been on my radar. New month, I am re-energized and motivated and ready to go. That might be the most redundant sentence I've ever composed, but I'm trying to rally...

To sum up the past couple weeks, I've been eating ok and working out probably 3-4 times a week, nothing good or progressive [i.e. more than 2 miles at once] but I've been consistent. Nothing crazy and gluttonous food-wise either, too much bread [always] and Ed and I did split a pint of B&J last night as a farewell to sugar for April [except Easter, already looking forward to it], but I now need to take radical action to see any of the changes I want to see.

April 1 is here, new diet and life plan. Way more jogging - 25 days till the 10k - ACCCKK!!!! No sugar, less..maybe no...bread, more fruits and veggies, less processed crap. No beer? Not sure why I threw that in, I only drink beer at trivia but it just makes me FEEL fat. I need to look good and feel good, I sound brainwashed but I am not. Just scared of turning 30.

Not of being old or a failure, just in being a blob of what used to be skinny and healthy. I evaluated my life station on my hellish drive to Westford today and I am actually quite content and happy, I am very lucky. Complaints would be that I have no pill to suddenly lose 30 lbs and gain muscle, and having to drive to Westford twice a week. These are not awful by any stretch.

I'll write up my diet details this weekend so I have to stick to it. Frankly, right now I'm tired from work and my run [2.3 miles, not on a track in drizzly 40s - woo-hoo!] and want to watch The Tudors and focus on anything besides the dessert I will not be having. I feel tired but pretty awesome, I just need some good and distracting audio and I can kind of go on auto-pilot. Plus running on the street was not nearly as bad a transition as I thought it would be. Here is what I ran:


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For consumption, oatmeal with SF syrup, milk and bananas. Katsu/sushi lunch box from Karma with gyoza, rice and soup [DC with lemon] with LR at lunch. No snacks, just an apple on the ride home and some Propel and tea all day. Drinking Propel now, will have a yogurt [sugar is ok in jam or yogurt...there is a method to my madnes, I just need to figure it out]. Ending my day with tea WITHOUT a sweet, a new habit I need to get into.

Ok, back to handsome Brandon Charles. God bless OnDemand.

16th of March

Already....good god, where does it go? I get nothing accomplished. Does this go away or is this being old? Have I already asked this before? No wonder kids are so blissfully free and happy. Whatever, yikes is the sentiment of the day. Still staring at that pile of post-its from last week. Yeah.

So, Friday went to Beth and Laura's, had a wonderful spread of bread, cheese, hummus, veggies and red pepper dip. I was the DD [Ed and Laura get together and I have to drive? Shocking] so I only had a small glass of red, and then a glass of white. On our way home I naughtied it up with a #1 from Wendy's [split the fries and DC with Princess, he ordered his own Baconator]. Horrible for me, FF twice in 1 week and my knees hurt cause I'm too fat to run properly, but it was really, really good. Nothing beats fast food from a drive-through at 1:30 am.

Saturday morning, woke up late, Ed made me a pair of HECs on a bagel, had some juice. Hit the North Shore mall en route to sausage fest and grabbed a Starfucks Vanilla Roobois - not good, too herbal and floral, basically a tea bag with steamed milk which means they charge like $4 instead of $1.80. I'll stick with what I know going forward. Abstained from sausage and booze and otherness while at the party. Came home and had some chilli with lemon and jack cheese and sour cream. Ed had made it that morning, it was delicious. And I am very lucky to have a dude who cooks for me, and more than 1ce a day! I know this. Had some cookies and tea and a resses easter egg, no booze all day. Good, but what I miss in alcohol I am making up for in sugar. Damn me. I then had a Werther's in bed, and didn't brush after! I'm rotten and my teeth soon will be too.

Sunday was lazy per usual, woke up at 11:15 and felt my day was ruined already. DST is still screwing with me, and I am wrestling with the do I sell out and start waking up early on weekends or do I continue to sleep late on any day that I can? I have a wonderful life that this is my struggle. So, got up late, Ed made me HEC on a bagel, had some juice, watched TV. Went for a run with Princess a bit before 3. Walked to the track, did a couple laps, ran a mile straight, did a couple more laps, walked home. Had some more lemonade post run, went to my parents [stopped at TJs to buy more of those maple cookies for dessert - Ed forbid me from bringing them into our house but my parents' is a different story] and was starving when I got there. Shoved in a TJ Truffle brownie pre-dinner, had my Bob Gaudet glass of red wine. Ate our dinner with cranberry and seltzer - corn beef and cabbage, with potatoes in honor of St Patty's Day. For dessert, had a couple more brownies [they're small], a maple cookie and some mint tea. Drove home after my Sunday ritual, go to CVS and get gas [WILD!! Where is my cool life?] and had 2 WF b&w oreos with a cup of tea for my late evening treat [bad habit].

Today is Monday, I slacked all weekend. Went to Westford, had my bagel, some tea. Went to The Grill for a salad and cup of chowder with a DC. Had my banana, more tea. Got home and went to Home Depot [first time in a long time, nice], and then came back to some tritip and potatoes from the slow cooker. Followed this up with more b&w cookies, tea and half a reeses egg. I'm now catching up on Netflix...after we got cable I was at a standstill and just realized I've had my Netflix for like 3 weeks. Is that rude? Is there an etiquette? Anyhow, watching Nip Tuck, this could be the solution to my diet issues, the surgeries are just gross, I have to turn away.

Ok, off to bed after this, it's almost the Witching Hour. I failed at working out today so I HAVE to work out tomorrow. I was sore today, not sore enough to be a valid excuse but...anyway, tomorrow I HAVE TO WORK OUT...ugggghhhhhhhhhh.

Why go running when the drive-thru at McDonald's is so much more convenient?

Hit up Target, Shaw's and TJ's, I feel much better. I wrestled with my per-usual low-blood-sugar, too much to do, late-week, bad-work mood internal dilemma: to McD's or not to McD's. To won in a major fashion, rather than my Happy Meal I had my 2 cheeseburgers, a large fry and large DC. YUM. Perfect fries and so worth it.

Had some TJ's maple cream cookies [OMG, new favorite] and tea and that's that. Should be able to eat healthier this weekend now that we actually have groceries. I am a blob of boring nothingness, I should learn to not write when I have nothing to say.

Busy busy!

Busy week, almost over and looks like the weekend will be snow-free, sunny and forties. Woo-hoo! perfect get the f out of the house and go running weather, yay. Really trying to sike myself up about this. Daddy just sent me an email with the 5 races/runs he has planned for the next 3 months, including a marathon, 10k, half marathon, etc. How we are cut from the same cloth, I'll never know.

Anyhow, it was Monday and now it's almost Friday. I went to WF Tuesday and Wednesday and worked from home today. Trivia Tuesday night, Jenny Dee show last night and then we hung out with Pickles and Krotty until like 2 am [I was reminded this morning that I am old and that's why I don't do that anymore...and I only had 3 drinks, it was not a wow i was so wasted unpleasantness, more like, wow i got little to no sleep and it's only Thursday unpleasantness]. I'm tired, I have exercised all week either. PLAN PLAN PLAN. I plan to plan and still can't get it done, uggh.

Ok so Tuesday: cafe bagel w/ lite cc [gross], tea, pad see euw and a DC for lunch at a new Thai place up there, very decent. Had some reeses and tea, went to trivia had 4 slices of my pizza [better than the whole 8, right?] and 3 beers. Came home and had more reeses and tea. I am nothing if not predicatble, but writing it down is getting almost embrarrassing.

Wednesday: bagel w/ EB, sushi with LR [chicken katsu, miso soup, mini crab rangoon, sushi, salad] and a DC. More reeses, more tea. Came home and had a banana and 2 waffles for dinner. Ooh, I had 1 gin and tonic after work with the WF crew, at the grill. It was good, I hate that I have to drive home from there because I would've had 1 or 3 more. Had my waffles, went to the Middle East at 9, had 2 more gin and tonics, got bless Pete the bartender that we know, he makes a good cocktail! Went to Crossroads after and they had more beer, I had the diet coke and then OJ at their penthouse [I love that I just typed that!] and by the time we headed home I was dead sober and so tired. Refrained from McD's on the way home, which was particularly impressive as the way Ed got me to stay out way to late was saying we could stop. But I need it like I need a hole in the head. And by not going, I got to describe how I could eat my own arm right about now and make him feel bad. Got home, went to bed, awesome.

Today, had some eggs with american cheese and a last slice of WPF. Had a yogurt, some instant breakfast. Made a PB&J tortilla for a late lunch but I'm starving and honestly the only reason I havent eaten more today is that Princess had the car and we have zero food. So with that, I'm off to grocery shop. I will try and err on the side of healthy. I think I'm going to do TJs and Shaws, we will be stocked up by the weekend; I heart food!

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!

Addendum

Not sure if I mentioned that I was having a yogurt, but I had a yogurt. Then I had tea and my bunny and now thanks to stupid Diners, Drive-Ins and whatever, I am starving for something awful and making a tortilla with butter and garlic salt [we have no bread in the hizzouse]. Then I'm going to bed, sleeping is the best diet.

The Kindness of Strangers

WFH, snowy-as-hell Monday [in March: yee-haw!]. Ate my bagel and some tea, a banana, more tea. Busy like crazy today - up and running at 7:30, shoveled, sent some emails, showered. Then go-go-go: I didn't eat lunch nor go out to shovel again until after 3.

And when I did go out to shovel, somebody had already snowblowed my whole walk way! We had done some to get the car out for Ed this AM but it definitely snowed after and some super nice person decided to help us out. I am so touched, especially after the jackass that destroyed my sister's rear windshield Saturday night. The worst part is, I think the party responsible for the kindness is the dude I refer to as the meth-head that loves behind us. I'm obviously totally kidding and just trying to be funny, but will abstain from that moniker going forward. I need to give humanity a chance, I just get so bogged down with the bad stories, octo-moms and vile behavior. This made my day. Which was particularly welcome in a day that was cold and snowy and I felt nutty the whole day.

I still haven't caught up on anything, and feel overwhelmed with life. We have some weird leak going down to the basement - fun times. I got some laundry in but no exercise beyond the shoveling, my shins still hurt. And I am already sucking with my March-I-run-outside resolution - thanks mother nature. I need to attempt to do the Magoun's 5k one of these Thursdays, maybe 4/16, that's a good mini-goal. Plus it gives me 10 days to get it together if it's overly painful.

Ok so had some waffles for late lunch and more ta, some juice. Ed came home and made us salads and we had those and half a TJs pizza each. I am STARVING. How can I not eat all day and then suddenly want to ravage a grocery store once it hits 7 pm? No good. I am having a yogurt now and may crack into my early marshmallow easter bunny [per Bob Gaudet] with some more tea shortly.

Watching Season 2 of The Wire now, again. I love this shit, even though I think I've now seen this season 3 times at least. I have no NetFlix and I realized I have yet to see Season 5 so I need to get going with refreshing. Love it! Maybe a new Intervention at 9...and then Monday will be over.

6 Older Siblings

That's how I eat, as if I have 6 large, hungry, older brothers and sisters eyeballing my food. I've never been to prison, we've always had plenty of food...where does this stem from? Alas, right now I am nursing a lovely roof burn in my mouth, due to bagel-inhalation.

I'm tired, it was a long day filled with the iCycle impending doom and completion - briefly because I am going to bed like now:

arms in the AM, 45 min spinning in town at 4

bagel, tea, a yogurt
PB&J burrito
some water
6 triscuits
ramen noodles
4 left over pieces of v-day candy
more tea

that was my day // good night!

Is it May yet?

I am DYING for summer, maybe it's the house that I so want to improve yet keep telling myself that all the projects will be so much easier in warm temps, maybe it's the dark that comes too early, maybe it's the boredom [which is scary these days] of work, maybe it's the outrageously priced heat that still doesn't warm my house...but I am wishing for a heat wave and a break with my entire being. I am not depressed winter blah-y, but I'm just so over it. More frustrated and stuck, I guess. Not over it enough to move of course, then I'd have one less thing to complain about.

Anyhow, so I went to Shaw's after work, around 6 and by then I had the LBS shakes pretty badly. Thanks, salad! Upon arriving home, I shoved down a Fiber 1 pop-tart [delish, still not sure if I trust these Fiber 1 things, but people seem to sweat them. Who would've thunk that Fiber would become cool or trendy or appealing? Marketing is an odd and weird kind of geniusy field] and that helped immensely. Then I made one of those quick stove-top pastas in the bag - alfredo and I threw some tomato in there, it was really good but I was also like drool-starving [I'm copyrighting that] so who knows. I just had some cinnamon raisin toast and some tea for dessert. Yum. I think I'm done for the day? I wanted a cocktail when I got home and did not have one so brownie points there. God, now I even sound like an alcoholic. Yuck.

Tomorrow is the iCycle. I'm doing a bagel to carb up [love the justification games my mind plays] and then a 3 we head in town. Fun times. We'll see. I started to actually write down my "training plan" for the 10k. i am a bit nervous but honestly felt unprepared for the 5k and managed that without dying or even hurting too much the next day. I've realized a huge part of my procrastination is that I neglect to cement things - like write them down, make that appointment, call whomever. Instead I dilly-dally and obsess. Not sure why my brain prefers the latter but I've never claimed to understand my brain. Also, I keep forgetting everything. Mid-blog, I remembered something I want to blog, and now I have zero idea. That is terrifying. More crosswords and solitaire and scrabble.

Diners, Drive-ins and whatever on Food Network is making me so hungry. They just featured mozzarella sticks in Atlanta that are wrapped in pasta pre-fry. OMG. I'm looking up tickets on Expedia right now, not joking.

Boring Thursday

Summing up today. I worked from home, had my bagel and tea around 11. Didn't eat the rest of the day but I also didn't really move. I had some water and did 50 minutes on the Wii including 2.7 miles of a Wii-run. Just had some bread and butter, will probably have some more. I'm hungry but wondering why I don't have the shakes from LBS. It was a busy day, I might be forgetting something....what a drag it is getting old.

Back to CR Sober House.

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.

Is it Friday yet?

I'm seriously over this whole week of work concept. It's Tuesday, I feel like I've been sitting at a screen of nothing for like 7 years....I sit A LOT in my personal life but there is something about having to do it, in a cube, for the man, during certain hours, in front of a lame [and SLOW] laptop for no real purpose that makes it such a life-suck. A paycheck is a good thing nowadays, I should be counting my blessings.

Instead I'm counting calories- wocka, wocka! Today I actually did get up at 5:30 and do 45 minutes of Wii Fit before work: yoga, stretching, 2 faux jogs, hula hooping [my obliques seriously hurt], some balance stuff. Still getting fatter according to the chart and the measurements, but whatevs, it's day 3, if I haven't lost a pound by Saturday I'll regroup.

I then had an orange to fend off LBS and dropped Darling at work. Got to my office in WF at like 8:30...acck. So I had my bagel with my butter and cream cheese...cream cheese was like half frozen, how can we make million dollar routers that do amazing things and not manage our break room fridge temp properly? Had some tea, had GROSS salad bar salad for lunch, with a diet Sunkist [? not sure what's going on there, it inspired me]. Then had a yogurt for a snack. I am starving. I got home around 5 and inhaled some edamame and I'm still hungry. I am staying strong - trivia tonight and that means pizza and booze! Never giving that up, I don't care if I have to run 10 miles a day.

Hmm, what else...last night I did have my 100 calorie bag of popcorn [after burning attempt A...Julia Child, I'm not]. I then had the frosting mousse off of the last of my dad's Yule Log dessert. That thing is so good as a whole, and the mousse is one of my favorite things ever. So probably like 2 bites of that, and then 2 2 bite brownies and some tea. A bit of water...I need to drink more water, that is a resolution.

In other news, I'm slightly irritated this evening. Not sure if it's lack of sleep or work or the GIANT WHITE PICK UP TRUCK that lives next door that sounds like the frigging train when it comes and goes. I do love my neighborhood, I do. But I do not get why you need a massive [like hummer-sized] truck in Medford. There are no farms, nothing to tow or carry giant amounts of...I do not get it. I'm also watching a repeat of Real Housewives. This show is so vile and yet I cannot help but watch it. They are in a limo in Sonoma at Grgrich [splg?] and I am so frigging jealous right now

Now these bitches' daughters are getting $600 ratty hair extensions. Where did I go wrong in the disposable income department? I'm happy and healthy. Happy and Healthy. Happy and Healthy.

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.

monday monDAY MONDAY!!

God I hate Mondays. In general, but especially after a wedding weekend. I love weddings, I would be a big proponent for a wedding every weekend if possible. Not that I would want to have that many friends or family nor be able to spend that much money on gifts and outfits, but the theory is nice.

Ooh, addendum to last night: I got home and had some tomato, mozzarella and basil with oo and white basalmic vinegar and spices. Then I had a giant slab of toast and then a bowl of TJ's Flakes and Chocolate cereal with soy milk. The latter sounds better than it is...I had a banana on it to try and improve it...THAT's where the banana comes in! Good call. So I was apparently hungry late-night on Sunday, sue me. Had some riesling too.

Anyhow, this will be brief because I'm starving and the Sox game SUCKED. Had some Shredded Spoonfuls and soy milk to start, a tea when I got to work, a banana mid-morning. More tea. Headed home to WFH because I had Sox tickets [Mom bailed, so sister and I attended] for the afternoon. 2 TJ quesadillas with sour cream and salsa for lunch, a [generous] handful of chocolate covered pretzels for a snack. An apple on my ride home too, forgot about that. Went into town for the game, had 2 beers and a hot dog, handful of Cracker Jacks. Everyone was out of pretzels and fried dough is 5.50....maybe it's always been but I find that outrageous. Grabbed a grape G2 on the way home. We lost 9-1. People were leaving in the 5th inning of a playoff game. Sucked.

Bread For Dinner - Absolute Bliss

So, the game is tied, we put our heat on in the apt [before October 10th? Not a good sign...out soon....hopefully], my world is kind of shaken up right now. However, I was having a lovely evening - BREAD FOR DINNER. But let's start at the very beginning.

Rough morning, made it out of bed on time but it was downhill from there. Had a garlic and Earth Balance WW english muffin and some oatmeal. Wisely made a tea for the ride to WF. Still almost fell asleep like 6 times, it was dangerous. I had the windows down all the way and was singing and still kind of nodding...scary.

WF was WF....ehh. I dragged a lot of ass and showed off my ticket to anyone that I could. Nearly 30 years on the planet and apparently all I have to show for it is that I have turned into "That Guy". Awesome. Lunch was a turkey wrap, the chips, bite of a quickly proven nasty pickle. Cherry Coke Zero. Had several more cups of tea all afternoon. Had a few candy corn, my teeth hate me. Ate an apple on the drive home. Upon arrival, starving....had a piece of WPF with cheese toasted on it, then went back and had a GIANT piece of toast with real butter. Felt so guilty but soooo worth it. Bread and butter, how I love thee. For real, stuck on an island the rest of my life - bread, butter, cheese, apples, tomatoes, wine and chocolate. A couple of baby tigers and my iPhone. Maybe some S&P and spices, a little OO or EVOO as semi-annoying RR says. Mmmm....perfect.

Thought that would be my supper but then Princess made some rice. He is such a good boyfriend, I am lucky to have a cook in the house. Otherwise it would be a very Lean Cuisiney type of life, food wise. I hate cooking. Love food, hate preparation, timing, cooling, etc. With 2 caveats: love decorating cakes, love scooping ice cream. Ate some rice and soy sauce while watching Mad Men reruns and the game. Did I mention Roger Sterling was like 5 feet from us at the game last night? Our only nearby brush of fame. By the time I had enough liquid courage to speak to him, he was kind of a douche.

Seeing famous people is weird, at least for me since I don't live in NY or LA. Something about it makes you care more about people you shouldn't. Like I LOVE Joan H and Don Draper on that show, LOVE. And January Jones is amazing as well. But this was Roger Sterling....a handsome older man, love that kind of boss-dude-arrogant-creep of a character. But still, not in my top 3 or maybe even top 5. I don't blame him but I kind of do....get a private box with your Emmy money. And famous people are supposed to LIKE being famous. It's not like he was in his house and I broke in. Whatever. Plus his companion [son? nephew?] kept cheering by number: "Let's go 1-1" [Kotsay] "Strike em out 5-8" [Pap]. To quote Nick Swarsdon, "What, are you 5?" Did you just learn to count? Sooo bitter. Still L-O-V-E the show, 100%.

Beyond that, I really need to get like a little diet tracking module. I feel like I had one in my old iPhone, maybe I can look it up. I'm eating way too many calories. Not that I work out hard, but I move so much more than ever before and I'm the same weight. I lose 1 lb or 4 once in a while but always hover around the same number. I guess it's good I'm not gaining? I'm thinking now that I kind of have an exercise routine down, time to observe the food.

Ed and I are considering not drinking for a while, smart move [after Keith's wedding, of course...not to sound like a total holic]. And I've got to go find another 5k. Although it's starting to get cold and I need some layers or something. No idea how people run in chilly temps and weather and such. I am such a pussy. Ok, I'm thirsty, off to bed. Bay just got a double in the bottom of the 9th, I feel sick - good sick, but sick....GO SOX>>>>