Erin Go Bleerghhaackkk

My sentiments exactly.

WFH today, had some yogurt and tea for br, banana.
2 pieces WPF toast, more tea, some juice. Had PB&J on a tortilla, I like that even if Ed says it's totally weird. More juice, went for a run. Sucked at first, got better, got even better to the point that I thought I could do 2 miles but I bailed after halfway through my 7th lap [so 1.5 straight...not awful]. My plan is to be up to 2 miles this Saturday, then I guess start taking it to the streets?

Daddy says the course is flat, that's good. I will go on google maps and find a local flat course. I know it won't be a huge difference but the race is not on a track and that's all I've been running on. Today was a bit encouraging but exercise is still not the urge I wish it was in me. Alas. I will have to take some advil next time and maybe look into good muscle food...like bananas? There have to be others. I am sore.

So hit up WF and had a salad of tomatoes, mozzarella and cucumbers and 2 big pieces of garlic toast on the WPF. Some kind of dill onion, it has big chunks of onion in it, not a fan comparatively. Not that it's stopping me from eating it. No trivia tonight due to St Patty's, next week. Now I am going to make some tea and have a sweet while I watch season 2 of The Tudors: a nice simple night. So far it's ok, except the king has a bad teenage mustache and more hair this season, not sure how I feel about that. Beyond that, mindless and medieval as usual.

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.

In keeping with my quote last night to "eat healthier"

now that I have a full kitchen of food....today was again a massive fail. Work is stressful, the honeymoon of a new year is def over for now and it will be nuts-to-butts until summer. I need a vacation. As much as mandatory time off sucks money-wise, it will be good to have some breaks. Now if only we could pick somewhere to go...we bounce between tropical island of nothingness [neither of us have ever done this] or diner road trip [yum]. And I still want to Vegas for my birthday, although maybe a vacation for my b-day would be better. Maybe birthday dance party / karaoke on the actual day and then vacation the following week...or earlier, I have no idea. I hate that I need to factor in end of quarter, ahh sales.........can't live with em, can't pay for anything without em.

Wow blather, I am in a vile mood. Worked from home again today, won't even get into the last time I showered, let's just say it definitely wasn't today. People who don't work from home sweat it, understandably, but it is a VORTEX, so easy to get sucked into. I pity the fool who accuses me of not working when I'm home, I swear I work twice as hard. But yeah, day was nuts, fires all day, everyone needs everything yesterday and I kept getting major attitude and having to bother people I like unnecessarily about trivial assholery. Glad it's done.

Heading to Beth and Laura's in a bit, having some vino and bread and cheese, that will put me in a good mood. And they have Charlie the dog and a kitten, well cat now, and I love pets. Ok, so no exercise, I suck. Food:

Bagel w/ EB and CC, tea, yogurt, juice with seltzer
More tea, a maple cookie
LC of butternut squash [ehh]
4 WF B&W sandwich cookies [not as good as the maple but I could eat them for days too], more tea
Just had an apple and some homemade lemonade with mint [YUM YUM YUM]

Off to bathe so I don't embarrass my boyfriend in front of his friends, which is saying a lot cause cleanliness has never been his strong suit.

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!

When I grow up, I want to be a dirty hippy!

I've never uttered these words, I actually hate dirty hippies. However, tonight I would've made my parents [clean dirty hippies in their own right....activists they would say] proud by walking to a town meeting, looking at maps, reading leaflets, listening to my community for 2.5 hours and then walking back home and using my reusable grocery bag at Whole Foods to pick up a few organic whatevers on my way back to the homestead. I love my town! Or city, we're a city. Seriously, as annoying as some of those people were, it was really great being there and seeing people care and talk and voice their opinions and interact. There had to be 300 people, I would think the Green Line would be a no-brainer but apparently there is LOTS of controversy.

Controversy, schmontroversy, I'm siked. I could care less about the pollution as long as it's not excessive [I live it a city, part of that is that it's dirtier here than the country - deal with it]. The commuter rail is already loud, I've learned to live with it. I do not need a parking garage considering I can walk to 2 of the stops. And by the time I'm 40 I will have a 15 minute ride into the city and never have to deal with parking. I am excited. And hello property values. Again, I'll believe it when I see it [and if those m-fers try to come in and take some of my yard, I'll go crazy...but I can't see how they would, geographically?], but it's nice to be at the start of something and I feel like we are. Everyday I feel better and better about our decision to get this place, not that I had remorse or regret upon buying, but I would say I was just scared. If you fuck up buying a house, you are kind of screwed. Anxiety and my brain are like moth to the flame up in my head. So yeah, I keep hugging Ed and telling him how happy I am that we made a good choice and that I think we made the right decision and it's wonderful. He is like "Umm, yeah that's why we bought it and moved in 6 months ago" and per usual, thinks I'm totally weird.

Anyhow, so that was my night. Worked from home today to not have to deal with the Wintry Mix. Barf. It was a blessing as the gas guy came by and needed to get in the basement [I'm still convinced it was some kind of set-up; I am my mother's daughter] AND warned me that after 7 am tomorrow, we will not be able to get out of our driveway and we should park up the street. So fingers crossed that our car is still there in the AM [and un-tampered: lots of car horror stories lately]. I will get a permit this week, I have slacked on that but I blame the RMV and their confusing registration policy.

Ok, so had some oatmeal with bananas and syrup for breakfast. Had some tea and some juice. For lunch, I had 2 thin slices of the WPF bread with butter and cream cheese. However, wayyy less B & CC than I usually use. So yay. Then I had a yogurt and more tea. I think that was all, my memory is shot. Oh wait, I tried to have cup of soup but it was gnarly [too much water and then I'd tried to bolster the pasta quotient].

I ran 4 Wii-miles and showered and went to my meeting. Had some sushi from WF after, and some strawberries [so good, so worth the $4 - it's like spring in my mouth] with splenda. A vodka juice cocktail, light on the vodka...Intervention always inspires me to drink. Maybe to remind myself that unlike the poor souls on TV, I can stop after 1? I am beyond thankful for that, everyday, I cannot imagine being an addict, it's got to be exhausting and sucktacular. Anyhow, just had some crusty french bread with butter [fresh baked at WF...yummm] and some mozzarella, tomatoes and OO/vinegar with spices and S&P. So good.

I will be having a couple sandwich cookies too, they were cheap and looked delish. It's like 11:30 now though, I need to knock off the late eating. In fairness, it feels like 10:30. Which means I need to go to bed. I hate DST, seriously. When it gets warm it will be better, right?

Another Wasted Weekend

Growing very tired with how I waste my free time. For example, today I drove my ass all the way to Trader Joe's in Arlington, only to become disgusted and drive all the way back to the Whole Foods that I can walk to...seriously. I need to plan and get some foresight and make the best of the time I am NOT WORKING, since that takes up way too much time. A paycheck is a neccessary evil, not saying I don't want to work. Just saying a 4 day work week would be awesome but since I only have 2 days off at present I need to get it together. Arrggh, I am in a funk.

I never finish things either, like organizing my stupid online photos or fixing my floor - got some staining done today but I apparently need to buy varnish separately? wtf. I think I may have over-sanded too, thus cementing why I never do anything - I'm afraid of screwing it up. So, I'm calendaring and logging my post its ALL OF THEM by Tuesday at trivia, that is a hard deadline and I'm treating it like a work deadline. Nobody is going to kick my ass but me.

Sorry for the bitch-fest, let's refocus and get positive again. I woke up thinking it was 10 but it was 11 [daylight savings], made breakfast: scrambled eggs and some WPF dill/potato/onion toast with butter and juice and tea. Very good, made some for Princess and he was still sleeping so I brought it up to him in bed, I am a good girlfriend. Did some floor crap, laundry, tried to clean - failed miserably. Ed brought Jack over and we went for a walk around the block, it was beautiful out today, like 60 degrees, I am so stoked on Spring. Wintry Mix on its way tomorrow during the morning commute hours...oh wait, I'm supposed to be staying positive, right? Came home, did almost 4 miles of Wii jogging and my arms. Princess critiqued my arm exercise technique, I told him to shut the fuck up and mind his business. I know my technique sucks, I'm working on building stamina and strength and then I'll improve the form. Logic and reason are overrated.

Had some more juice, some Werther's, showered, took the pointless drive to TJs, went to WF. Got some steak for supper - we had steak and mustard sauce with asparagus and rosemary french fries. Very good, Ed is an excellent chef. Had some rum drinks and bread and butter after, then 1.5 Newman PB Cups and some of their dark chocolate, neither was good - noted for next time. Just had some tea, watching some HBO. This Eastbound and Down show is genius, god bless fancy overpriced cable.