But alas, the weather gods continue to frown heavily on my state. What is up with this? It's treacherous to drive and no one else was going so blahhh. I'm sad but really didn't want to walk there either and this is NOT drunk driving weather. Not that I ever drunk drive, but this is not even 1 beer driving weather. Next week.
I just onDemanded a new Platinum Weddings. I should caveat - I am not obsessed with getting married myself. I'd definitely like to be married someday, to Mr. Ed, and it will happen in some way or another. I'm more looking forward to a honeymoon of nothingness. I am going to an island without cell service for like a month. Or Italy for like a month. By I, I mean we - see why I shouldn't be getting married yet? However, I do loooove me some Platinum Weddings, Bridezillas, Rich Bride/Poor Bride, etc. I just find it fascinating, in the same way I love bad celebrity gossip. Anyhow, they just had their rehearsal dinner in a Wine Cave. I want a wine cave! Where do I get that?
Ok, so I left off on Sunday Night. The Steelers won, whatever. I had some thai food from a place nearby. Garlic Chicken Udon noodles, some veggie dumplings and some shumai. Really good, excited we found it. Then I had some tea and 2 reeses, a could of Dove caramels [gone now, thank god], no exercise duh.
Monday was another no exercise day, I hate Mondays. Worked from home, had my bagel, a yogurt, a banana, lots of tea and juice. Ed and I split a loaf of WPF garlic dill bread with butter for dinner. I know, not the best but this cold and dark crap is making me want to just CONSUME. And not move. Uggghh. Starting to run outside March 1. I was supposed to get organized, so I am going to calendar my life tonight, I'm already a month in and I have nothing, sad. Anyhow, had a couple of Reeses and some tea before bed.
Today I had an apple, my bagel, some tea, did 10 miles [35 min] on the bike, did my arms [still feel nauseaous after, is this what "pushing yourself" feels like? I don't like it]. Let me tangent, this endorphin bullshit is exactly that - bullshit. Exercise makes me angry, I hate it, I hate the time it takes up, I hate the way it makes me sore and tired. We'll see, I'm hoping I get through this and move into that blissful land that healthy skinny people seem to exist in. Right now it's just annoying and aggravating.
Back to food, had some juice and H2O for my workout and then some oatmeal with syrup [sugar free..meh] and bananas for a late lunch. I just had 1 square of Shaw's frozen pizza [not Roachies, but it's close]. And I ordered a large pizza, salad and some mozerella sticks from Angelina's that are on their way. I'm bad. I need some kind of kick in the ass, the Wii-fit ain't cutting it. Enough with the ranting, once the snow stops I'll feel better. Now back to MTV True Life "I'm in a love triangle". Who could ask for anything more?
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Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Super[?]bowl Sunday
Certainly doesn't feel like much of a Super Sunday, oh well. I say bring on Spring Training. The puppy bowl is adorable, I admit...but right now we're watching old Law&Order and I'm figuring out whether to be good or bad for supper. We need to find a go-to chinese restaurant around here...I am craving some kind of dumpling.
This morning I had some IB early, some tea, a bagel and some tomato-cheesey-eggs courtesy of Princess. Then I made myself some grilled cheese mid-afternoon and had some juice/seltzer. I went through my correspondence [a constant in my life] and took the dog out a few times. I Wii-fitted for 42 minutes including a 20 minute, 2.5 mile faux run; and I did my arms. I have felt sick since...weird. I waited like an hour and half after eating to work out but I still feel kind of sick. And the grilled cheese was p-e-r-f-e-c-t, cooked just right, not greasy just amazing.
It may be a combo of work dread and I've been up since 7:45. I am definitely not ready for a dog. When I feel I am ready, we will be getting the most lethargic animal ever and patching the holes in the fence. A dog door, and we're golden. Although I must say, Mia is sleeping on Ed's legs right now while he naps [SHOCK] on the couch and it's pretty damn cute.
Ok, off to look up chinese restaurants in Medford on Yelp. Between that, laundry and emptying out my Yahoo, things are getting craaa-zzy. Bah.
This morning I had some IB early, some tea, a bagel and some tomato-cheesey-eggs courtesy of Princess. Then I made myself some grilled cheese mid-afternoon and had some juice/seltzer. I went through my correspondence [a constant in my life] and took the dog out a few times. I Wii-fitted for 42 minutes including a 20 minute, 2.5 mile faux run; and I did my arms. I have felt sick since...weird. I waited like an hour and half after eating to work out but I still feel kind of sick. And the grilled cheese was p-e-r-f-e-c-t, cooked just right, not greasy just amazing.
It may be a combo of work dread and I've been up since 7:45. I am definitely not ready for a dog. When I feel I am ready, we will be getting the most lethargic animal ever and patching the holes in the fence. A dog door, and we're golden. Although I must say, Mia is sleeping on Ed's legs right now while he naps [SHOCK] on the couch and it's pretty damn cute.
Ok, off to look up chinese restaurants in Medford on Yelp. Between that, laundry and emptying out my Yahoo, things are getting craaa-zzy. Bah.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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.
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.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
We are [not] two wild and crazy guys
This does not set a good precedent, two Saturday nights in a row, blogging when I should be out trippin' the lights fandango or however that whole thing goes...
Today was nice, ate my french toast [Ed made it] with 2 fried eggs and some watered down OJ/Cran hybrid. This is my water-delivery system. I hate water, my sister and dad do too. However, I recognize that it's good for me and I need it and it makes me feel better. Left to my own devices, I'd have like 3 oz a week so I force it on me by watering down all other beverages. I actually kind of prefer it now. After my FT and watery juice, I cleaned up a little bit and then did 10 miles on the bike. This hurricane is making it muggier than anything and I was sweating profusely, I think that's a good thing? I'm not used to sweating while working out. Which probably speaks to my overall health.
Carolyn and I then headed in to town right it time for the rain to start [wtf?]. We got really good parking on Boylston and then wandered around the Pru and Copley agreeing that most of it was oh-so-lame and remarking that the new and fancy Barney's is where the Sbarro's used to be while we were in highschool. Ahh, nostalgia. J Crew had no dresses, Barney's had plenty but I unfortunately forgot to rob a bank before my trip there. Seriously, the most beautiful silver [sounds weird but think refined not Jetsons] Prada dress EVER. And mine for a mere $1500. Who needs to pay rent? For 2 months? Wow. Someday, I hope.
Correction, I hope to have the means to be able to buy things like that and maybe occasionally do it but instead I'll spend most of it on my dream house, friends and family, charities and really awesome trips. Yes. In other fashion news, I am loving how Mad Men seems to be affecting the trends right now. Anyone who doesn't watch that show should immediately Netflix/onDemand Season 1. It takes a few episodes to dig it, but once you're in, you're in. I heart Joan, and Don Draper's not to shabby either. A great show all around, how I adore television.
Headed out in the rain [note to self, do not wear cute gladiator jellies in rain / addendum to note, jellies broke upon arriving back home -they were $9 at Old Navy- so future issues are averted], got to Anthropologie where I was skeptical but C acted as my personal shopper and soon I had 10 dresses. All of them sucked except the last one which was ok but a bit big. Sure enough, they had one size smaller and it was half off, so I was sold. It's not the most amazing dress ever [Prada....] but it's also 1/15th of the cost and cute and I can wear it a few times and if I spill a goblet of red-wine on it I won't be devastated. So, check off wedding dress buying, and a month early. That's some kind of record for me, I am Last-Minute Sally. Maybe I should switch, it is much more relaxing to be prepared and such, it's just the issue of motivation. I generally only act when I fear consequence; we'll see.
Got home around 7 and had a yogurt to stave off LBS. Asked Ed what he was cooking me for dinner and then instead a Wendy's ad came on and he suggested that. I was all for it, but then switched over to Papa Gino's. So we ordered delivery, a hawaiian and a cheese. PG twice in one week sure is gluttonous but it is soo hot and we seldom order take out, so whatever. Ed's getting tattooed at 11 tomorrow, so I'll wake up early and run or ride the bike before I go grocery shopping [barf, but the fridge is utterly empty]. I think I had 5 slices of pizza, that is excessive. They were small to moderate PG sizes but still. And I had 2 vodka/seltzer juice things, they were delicious if not exactly what I wanted. We stayed in and watched TV and I went through my overwhelming piles of paper [I refer to these as my correspondence, and Darling always retorts "Who are you corresponding with?" He is such a bitch.]
What else for today....did I mention the adorable baby half Siamese in the storefront on the way to Davis? I looooove it and want to smash the window and bring it home. That would be rude to Linus but seriously, so cute. The house is ehhh, in some sort of flux. I do love it, I do. But that does not mean I am letting someone rake me over the coals for it. And hi, we don't need to move. Unreasonable people need to knock it off in a buyer's market. I am the most stubborn person I know, especially when it comes to all my money in the world. I am hopeful but willing to take a chance that there is another absolutely adorable, shingled, convenient, tiny yarded, garaged and drivewayed, 3 bedroomed, butler's pantryed, window seated and chair railed, large bathroomed house that will come on the market soon enough. And if this doesn't go through, the list I just listed will be replaced with one about all the suckage that is in the place [we're not buying the Windsor Palace here], but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Some idiot at work used "We'll jump off that bridge when we come to it" the other day. I couldn't tell if he was trying to be witty or just getting it wrong becuase he is a dumb lump. That's all and I'm heading to bed now.
Today was nice, ate my french toast [Ed made it] with 2 fried eggs and some watered down OJ/Cran hybrid. This is my water-delivery system. I hate water, my sister and dad do too. However, I recognize that it's good for me and I need it and it makes me feel better. Left to my own devices, I'd have like 3 oz a week so I force it on me by watering down all other beverages. I actually kind of prefer it now. After my FT and watery juice, I cleaned up a little bit and then did 10 miles on the bike. This hurricane is making it muggier than anything and I was sweating profusely, I think that's a good thing? I'm not used to sweating while working out. Which probably speaks to my overall health.
Carolyn and I then headed in to town right it time for the rain to start [wtf?]. We got really good parking on Boylston and then wandered around the Pru and Copley agreeing that most of it was oh-so-lame and remarking that the new and fancy Barney's is where the Sbarro's used to be while we were in highschool. Ahh, nostalgia. J Crew had no dresses, Barney's had plenty but I unfortunately forgot to rob a bank before my trip there. Seriously, the most beautiful silver [sounds weird but think refined not Jetsons] Prada dress EVER. And mine for a mere $1500. Who needs to pay rent? For 2 months? Wow. Someday, I hope.
Correction, I hope to have the means to be able to buy things like that and maybe occasionally do it but instead I'll spend most of it on my dream house, friends and family, charities and really awesome trips. Yes. In other fashion news, I am loving how Mad Men seems to be affecting the trends right now. Anyone who doesn't watch that show should immediately Netflix/onDemand Season 1. It takes a few episodes to dig it, but once you're in, you're in. I heart Joan, and Don Draper's not to shabby either. A great show all around, how I adore television.
Headed out in the rain [note to self, do not wear cute gladiator jellies in rain / addendum to note, jellies broke upon arriving back home -they were $9 at Old Navy- so future issues are averted], got to Anthropologie where I was skeptical but C acted as my personal shopper and soon I had 10 dresses. All of them sucked except the last one which was ok but a bit big. Sure enough, they had one size smaller and it was half off, so I was sold. It's not the most amazing dress ever [Prada....] but it's also 1/15th of the cost and cute and I can wear it a few times and if I spill a goblet of red-wine on it I won't be devastated. So, check off wedding dress buying, and a month early. That's some kind of record for me, I am Last-Minute Sally. Maybe I should switch, it is much more relaxing to be prepared and such, it's just the issue of motivation. I generally only act when I fear consequence; we'll see.
Got home around 7 and had a yogurt to stave off LBS. Asked Ed what he was cooking me for dinner and then instead a Wendy's ad came on and he suggested that. I was all for it, but then switched over to Papa Gino's. So we ordered delivery, a hawaiian and a cheese. PG twice in one week sure is gluttonous but it is soo hot and we seldom order take out, so whatever. Ed's getting tattooed at 11 tomorrow, so I'll wake up early and run or ride the bike before I go grocery shopping [barf, but the fridge is utterly empty]. I think I had 5 slices of pizza, that is excessive. They were small to moderate PG sizes but still. And I had 2 vodka/seltzer juice things, they were delicious if not exactly what I wanted. We stayed in and watched TV and I went through my overwhelming piles of paper [I refer to these as my correspondence, and Darling always retorts "Who are you corresponding with?" He is such a bitch.]
What else for today....did I mention the adorable baby half Siamese in the storefront on the way to Davis? I looooove it and want to smash the window and bring it home. That would be rude to Linus but seriously, so cute. The house is ehhh, in some sort of flux. I do love it, I do. But that does not mean I am letting someone rake me over the coals for it. And hi, we don't need to move. Unreasonable people need to knock it off in a buyer's market. I am the most stubborn person I know, especially when it comes to all my money in the world. I am hopeful but willing to take a chance that there is another absolutely adorable, shingled, convenient, tiny yarded, garaged and drivewayed, 3 bedroomed, butler's pantryed, window seated and chair railed, large bathroomed house that will come on the market soon enough. And if this doesn't go through, the list I just listed will be replaced with one about all the suckage that is in the place [we're not buying the Windsor Palace here], but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Some idiot at work used "We'll jump off that bridge when we come to it" the other day. I couldn't tell if he was trying to be witty or just getting it wrong becuase he is a dumb lump. That's all and I'm heading to bed now.
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