Awesome-ness

Home sweet...wait, it might need a bunch of crap

2012-02-09T10:07:00.000-05:00

So Mike and I found a house, well actually it was 1 of the 5 he sent me one night because I complained that I was finding all of the houses (30 of them) that we were looking at that he hated...so he found one. But...it might need some work and we are waiting to see what some contractors say and if said work needs to be done ASAP or can wait 3-5 years. After meeting with our realtor and going over putting the condo on the market and our new mortgage, I realized that we have been living a really nice life and that is about to change. Yes, we might get a house that we can settle into but me thinks I won't be dropping as much at Nordstom as I usually do. Crap.
We have been able to travel without much concern, go to a lot of major sporting events and feel okay about spending $9/pound on grass fed cow meat at Whole Foods. Looking at the amount of money that we are going to possibly be spending in the next 2 months makes me think that we might living on PB&J and Raman noodles for a while. I know we are very lucky and in a good position but damn...
We have also started CrossFit, I go 3 times a week and Mike comes to the "Saturday morning beat down" with me. Last night I dead lifted 115lbs, thats like lifting my cousin Jade who is 17. I never thought I could life anything close to that! One of the great things about CrossFit is that its a friendly group environment and everyone encourages each other, which is good because sometimes its really hard. When I used to go to the gym if something was hard I just stopped doing it.
Also class started again, this class isn't too bad, just the normal 3-5 paper a week and answering some discussion questions. Its amazing how I have no desire right now to write about hospital compensation, at least it isn't due until Sunday.

Exhaustion

2012-01-25T08:00:00.001-05:00

In the past few days 2 celebrities have been treated for "exhaustion", Tracy Morgan and Demi Moore. So they had to be rushed to the hospital and in Demi Moore's case enter rehab because they were, like really tired? Ummm...no, if you are tired you take a nap, you don't have to go to the Sundance Film Festival, you are a celeb, you can say that you are going to build mud huts with Tim Tebow in Uganda and then just bail and go to sleep. No one I know has ever had to be hospitalized for "exhaustion", I think this is code for: celebrity needs more cocaine or they need to detox. I have friends with babies who stay up all night, suck down some coffee and go to work, I think they would love to be considered "fragile" like Demi and take about a month off to go to a spa in Arizona to recover. I don't even have kids and I want to do that! Actually after about 3 days I would ask if I could just run out to get a mani-pedi and a margarita but whatever.
On another note, I haven't blogged in a while because we had stuff to do man! Christmas, New Years (where I rested my eyes for about an hour until midnight) and then school started back up for me and we are continuing the house hunt. I have been to about 30-35 open houses and it has been interesting...one in West Roxbury just didn't have a kitchen, another had an electrical system that would need to be completely replaced. We went up to the 2nd floor in one house to check out the bedrooms and the room was staged with the closet door open and a wedding dress on display. It was friggin creepy, I told Mike we needed to get out of there before the paranormal activity started.
We are also getting our condo ready to put on the market and I can't help but get slightly hurt when Mike refers to all of my stuff as: "that shit in the other room." And yes I really do NEED all of those bags.
We head to NYC this weekend to visit some friends of mine who are Giants fans, should be fun because the Patriots are playing the Giants in the Superbowl in about a week and a half...oh dear.
See maybe after this I will say that I need to be hospitalized for exhaustion, if you need me I will be in the steam room at Canyon Ranch.

I hate car s***

2011-12-16T09:33:00.002-05:00

So a few weeks ago I got into a minor car accident in a parking garage near work, I had the choice of hitting a GIANT black extended Escalade or swerving to avoid it, I swerved out of instinct and scrapped the side of my car along the bumper of another SUV that was parked in a compact car spot. The Escalade was driven by a bad person who hopefully karma will catch up to who wouldn't give any information and said I should "Drive Better". Bitch.
So I wanted to do the right thing, I left my information for the SUV I hit, they never called me but I also called my insurance company to report what happened, and I told the truth. I have GEICO and they have been ummmm...not that great. At first they were helpful but then yesterday I brought lil' jetta to a body shop for an estimate and found out that GEICO's helpfulness is actually a mask for trying to screw the customer. They estimated way below what the damage actually was and to get them to pay more, the body shop (I only want to go to a Body Shop if it sells lotions and good smelling stuff) is going to have to fight with them for weeks. With an s...weeks.
As the girl was telling me all this I looked at Mike and said: "I hate car S***!, this is why I have a husband so I don't have to deal with it!" I have no rental car coverage on my policy so I may be car-less for at least 2 weeks. Yip yip. What makes it worse is when the body shop called GEICO to ask about the rental car the rep wanted to talk to me, I was told that the accident was my fault because I "lost control of the vehicle". No, I had total control, I just didn't want to drive my car head on into the back of an SUV causing more damage and possibly injuring myself or other people. So I swerved to avoid a bad accident and got into a little one. I explained this to GEICO butthead on the phone and she insisted it was my fault, so according to them I should have driven straight into a car much larger then my own and injured myself or others and totalled the car, that would have been better. I no longer like GEICO and once I get my car fixed I am going on Mike's insurance...stupid lizard with the British accent.

I think we might have to adopt...

2011-12-09T07:25:00.001-05:00

See look I start blogging yesterday and now I can't stop! OMG! So I often think about if I was born in the 1600s how I would probably look a lot different: 1 eyebrow (like Bert), weird messed up feet, pores so clogged (ick), and I would probably have not made it to this age (death by a bee sting or appendicitis). Also I would have nasty ass teeth, which brings me to yesterday. I brush my teeth with an electric tooth brush, I floss, I have special Listerine that has lots of tooth happy crap in it, I have limited refined sugars and only have 1 diet coke a day (I will not be DENIED that!) and am trying to eat a protein heavy diet. So I go to the dentist for a cleaning and have full mouth x-rays, yea...6 cavities, 6!!!!!! They are all in between my teeth, oh and I need a crown because one of my teeth is basically a giant filling with hardly any tooth left. WTF! My Mom has "soft Irish teeth" too so genetics are awesome. If Mike and I decided to multiply our future offspring may possibly have: big heads (like Pez container babies running into walls and falling down from the weight of their noggins), funky bones in their feet, soft teeth and not being able to see without glasses, oh and a habit of snacking and wanting dessert a lot (Mike!). Maybe we should look into adoption...

2 months since my last post...for shame!

2011-12-08T08:00:00.001-05:00

I have had some complaints (ahem, barb) that I haven't posted anything in a while...so here we go again. This is what happened during my non-blogging time: foot surgery, end of 1 class and the start of another, Turkey Day and holiday prep. Sounds actually really boring, sorry, it was busy dudes! I had foot surgery at the end of October for a very sexy bunionette removal, it was only going to get worse so I had it taken care of now, will have to do the other foot at some point too which will make a total of 4 surgeries on my feet. Hot. 1 class ended for school, this class made my brain hurt, it was accounting and budgeting and I hate that stuff. When I met Mike I didn't even know what my credit card interest percentages were, huh? Then I started another class, I am in week 7 of it...can't wait for a break! I get 3 weeks off for Christmas and then 3 more class and then I am DONE. Never going to back to school again! Unless its to avoid paying back all of my student loans, then I will think about it.
And Mike and I have begun the house hunt, we are so almost grown ups. If we find a house that WE love then we can use all of our wedding booty which is currently in storage. I will go visit the Kitchen-aid mixer soon though, you know for the holidays, just to say hey. I say WE because there have been a least 3 houses that I love and Mike is like, eh. He has gone through this process before when he bought our condo 6 years ago, I however have never purchased anything larger then a TV and only recently finished paying off my car. I have also lived in roughly 15 different places if you count changing dorms and houses in college, which I do. So I look at basic stuff while Mike is concerned about foundation and water heaters...
As of today, Mike and I have been married for 110 days, hot damn. Whats fun is Kim Kardashian got married on the same day (I had it first by the way) and she is divorced while my husband had to wait on me after surgery. Not to say he loved it, there was a few reminders of that "in sickness and in health" vow he took. Mike and I have been together 5 years so we are pretty used to each other at this point, he does still do some random boy stuff though...like I asked him to get stamps for Christmas cards, he came back with 1 book. Umm..that barely covers the cards for his family. He did helpfully suggest that I could use regular stamps, the ones with the stupid bell on them. Ummm..., we aren't the Clampets. I want stamps with Christmas-y stuff on them not a big metal bell. WTF.
Oh another thing...a lot of the shows I watch (have to DVR them because they are all on at like 10pm, ha!) are ending and amazing writing! Walking Dead-OMG, last minute! Boardwalk Empire-DUDE, this weeks episode was difficult to watch...ew.
Taking a trip with some ladies this weekend, can't wait for a whole weekend of girl-ness!

My review of "The Roommate"

2011-10-19T09:25:00.000-04:00

Recently Mike and I switched from Netflix to Blockbuster delivery of DVDs, Netflix was being all weird about their prices and I couldn't find the Blu-Ray section (we got a Blu-ray player in our wedding bounty), so I made the switch. I added "The Roommate" to our queue of movies, I did this because it kinda looked like crap and it was something to watch. Plus, Mike has the hots for Leighton Meester and he also likes movies that are made for 16 yr old girls. I say this because he has watched Mean Girls at least 25 times. We have some extra time for TV and movies because the Red Sox are not in the World Series and I am not staying up to watch a baseball game at 9pm if I don't care who is playing. There was no football on last night because it was a Tuesday, and we had already watched Boardwalk Empire. So...onto the review: okay, crazy roommate's name was Rebecca, the bad guy from the first Twilight was in it so that was fun, he's super dreamy. Minka Kelly is the normal roommate and she is like really pretty! There was one part of the movie that I didn't watch which involved a kitten in a dryer, no thank you.
So the movie was what I thought it would be, kind of crap. However, they totally could have had a better ending scene. Spoiler alert ahead! Just in case you thought the movie would take a drastic turn from the predictable, it don't. Minka Kelly's character ends up killing Leighton Meester's character with box cutter. Umm... COME ON! There is a whole fight scene and a gun (without bullets apparently) and an almost fall out the window, but a box cutter. The blade is like 1/2 an inch! We see crazy use the box cutter earlier in the film when she cuts herself to look like she was attacked. Ummm 1/2 into the shoulder blade won't kill you...duh. So crap move made crappier because they want us to believe that a little blade if stabbed into someones back muscles will kill someone almost instantly.

Wedding

2011-09-07T09:27:00.000-04:00

Ummm...yea blog I have neglected you but honestly, I did have some other stuff to do, you know, like get married. There are so many little things that were fun and cute for the wedding and I wanted to write them down so I won't forget them, and some are pretty funny. The night before the wedding we had a family BBQ so my family and my now-husband's family could meet. Some had met before but I wanted the kids in the family to get a chance to play together at my sister in law's house, they have a big yard and a play set. I just knew the kids would love it.
All the adults were on the porch watching the kids play in the yard when my nephew spotted some wild turkeys so all the kids ran over to look. Then we kind of turn back to the conversation on the porch and I look back to the yard and yea, now its a party. My 3 yr old nephew has dropped his pants and is peeing in the yard.
I stayed in the hotel the night before the wedding and watched "Bridesmaids" with my 2 maids of honor while their mother feel asleep next to us. We kept poking her to stop sleeping, didn't work.
The day of the wedding, I had a lot of prep to do but when I woke up in the hotel I realized I had forgotten a lot of stuff I needed at home. Like yoga pants, underwear and deodorant...oops. Our condo is only 5 minutes away from the hotel so I went home to grab stuff, Mike was asleep but thought someone broke in, using keys.
Then off to nails, hair and make-up at Sephora. We introduced my almost 5 year old niece to a whole new world, I don't think she knew such places existed. All shiny and pink and pretty. She had her nails painted, pink sparkly of course. I had a hair trial earlier in the week and it cost my $60 + tip, day of my wedding $100 + tip. Nothing different, we just put a veil on.
Then off to Sephora for make-up, I had a trial there too and the girl who was scheduled to do my make-up called in sick. Crap. Someone else was able to do my make-up and her parents are named Rebecca and Michael.
Then wedding...and honeymoon, which wasn't that great, just a bad experience in Aruba, whatevs.
Just some quick things I wanted to remember:

my something blue was my shoes, something borrowed were yellow diamond earrings from my boss and a crystal B pin from my sister in law that she had on her bouquet, was also on mine. Something old was a medallion that was my grandfather's.
my sister-in-laws were very sweet and stayed with my all day through my prep!
it started to rain a little after I got my hair and make-up done so I waited with my niece while her mother got the car, I remarked that I hoped it would stop raining and my niece: "Can you still get married?"
my niece was a little terrified in the limo because there were no seat belts, when she got to where we were getting married she ran up to her mother and said very loudly: "They didn't have seat belts in the car!"
as I walked to Mike I looked at our friend Jarrod and said: "Up here" which is a joke between us about my cleavage
as Mike and I were exchanging vows a flock of geese landed in the pond that was next to us
I exchanged rings with Mike saying that he only had to wear the ring for today, he didn't ever wear jewelry but he still has the ring on!
Our friend Bryan drove my brother and the maids of honor to the reception in a vintage blue beetle big convertible with empty pill bottles attached to the back
I stepped in goose crap and got it on my dress so Bryan had scissors in his car and cut it out
Mike requested a beer while we waited outside before being introduced
all the little boys in the family had lime green or magenta polo shirts and khakis and all ran in together
the first thing my 3 year old nephew said to me was "I got jelly beans!"
we let the kids table order whatever they wanted, chicken fingers, pizza, etc They also had crayons and paper on their table and a center piece of lollipops tucked into a vase of jelly beans
Our friend Lane wanted to make a speech and he sang a song about us
My 3 yr old nephew loved my 6 year old cousin, he wanted to dance with her all night

That's all I can remember right now!

Friggin traffic

2011-08-13T10:10:00.000-04:00

Even though I am trying to live a "C'est La Vie" kind of life style other people still suck sometimes. I had to leave work a little early yesterday to go get a facial, its legit, its wedding prep! So I pull out of the parking garage head to the light which is green, yahoo. As I am driving a dude and his wife and kid walk out in front of me! Umm..light is green for me. So I stop and give a look like, dude WTF. So then I look back and another dude and his baby mama walked out in front of my car with a stroller so I kind of honk at them like, what are you doing so dude #2 gives a me condescending look and walks across the street. I realize that dude #1 is yelling at me so I roll down my window and I say "Excuse me?". Dude #1 proceeds to tell me "Sister, relax, we out here in the heat and you in your car with the A/C, relax and your light wasn't ready." Me: "The light was green" and I put the window back up. So here are my issues: teach your kid to cross the street when the cars don't have a green light and aren't driving at you and dude, I am not your "sister" so don't address me as such...ew. And it was like 70 degrees out, it ain't that hot.

C'est la vie

2011-07-30T10:14:00.001-04:00

My boss showed me something a few weeks ago, it was a write up of an experiment where a very famous, very talented musician sat in a NYC subway station and played for free. No one really noticed him, 1 or 2 people stopped to listen, maybe put a dollar in the bucket he had out. The week before this musician had played a sold out show at Carnegie Hall. The write up was implying that we all just keep going along in life not noticing what is around us.
The write annoyed the crap out of me because in life, in this life, we are accountable to a clock, if I don't get to work at a certain time then I can't accomplish the things I need to do, my job does not run on "island time", there are tasks that need to be accomplished by a set time because other tasks rely on it. But, the write up of the experiment did actually make me stop and think, which may have been the writer's intention.
In this life, in this country, we want, we all want what we don't have or once we have everything we want more. Our thoughts are consumed by wanting but not ever consumed with gratefulness, thankful for what we do have and accepting that.
I am getting married in 3 weeks, something I have wanted for a long time and I fought for it, for this ring, this piece of paper because I found someone that I love and I want him to be my family. And I am so very grateful for him so I am trying something new, just being happy. Not spending my days with my head filled with thoughts of "I want to be thinner, I want to be richer, I want a nice car, I want a bigger house, want, want, want."
C'est la vie is french for "That's life" or "Such is life", and everyday I will take all the bad and the frustrating shit I deal with and throw it away and just breathe and be grateful for all that I have.

C'est la vie.

Wedding-pooloza continues

2011-07-19T14:18:00.000-04:00

Our wedding is in 32 days and today I was informed that I don't have enough stuff on our registry. The thing is we don't NEED anything else! A lot of what we have received so far will have to be put into storage until we get a house and have the room to have a party that would require a large platter thingy or lets face it, nice wine glasses.
One of the doctors I work with told me to register at Williams-Sonoma or Tiffany's. Since I can't register for jewelry (wait, can I?), I went for Williams-Sonoma.
I am trying to register for more stuff:
I think that a gravy boat with a warming base is super cool but I don't think I will ever use it. Maybe if we win the lottery and I can stay home and "entertain" all day, which to me means a lot of day drinking. Same goes for the ever useful "Ebelskiver Filled Pancake Pan"; I don't know what an Ebelskiver is but it sounds awful and in the picture it looks like big balls of dough, but not fried so whats the point?
A giant waffle maker, I would use it maybe once and then it would just be something for vermin to crawl on.
Why would I need an electric salt & pepper shaker? Once we get married to we lose the ability to shake our own seasoning?
I also don't think we need a bar set for $100 and an engraved cocktail shaker...we are not the Drapers. To make a drink in my house involves putting beer in frosted glass...ta da!
So I put a few more things on our registry but we really don't need anything, everyone has been so generous to us already!

Again I neglected you blog-y

2011-06-20T19:08:00.000-04:00

Since I last posted I started another grad school class and am now in week 6, only 3 more weeks left. OMG. The wedding planning isn't a lot but there is some work involved in it and work has gotten a bit stressful in the past few months so I didn't have time to focus on my extracurricular writing, like blogging. We had 1 wedding shower over the weekend and it was awesome! Everyone was so generous! I think it made Mike a little uncomfortable and he wishes that people hated us so he wouldn't have to be the center of attention, he hates that. I don't hate it, lets just say that.
I have my family shower this weekend but my steam for this class has run out, especially because my prof. said she thought I could have participated more last week. Ummmm dude, its an online class which means I don't have to go to class and I logged in and responded 4 out of 7 days. WTF!
Only 3 more weeks left. I am also on week 2 of the couch to 5K program too, have to continue on the Hot Bride path...

Camden Pierce Hughes

2011-05-18T19:15:00.000-04:00

I feel very strongly about children, I don't have any of my own but I love a lot of children as if they were my own so the story of dead child found in the woods in Maine hurt my heart. Having the child be unnamed was somehow worse then the child being found and being identified right away. So now we have a name and according to the media, a confession from the child's mother that she killed her child and dumped his body in the woods.
I used to work at the medical examiner's office so I have seen multiple dead bodies and heard all the horrible stories that came with them but when a parent, especially a mother, kills their child, a child they carried in their body for 40 weeks! I just don't understand it. We only know a little of the story so far but there is no reason to ever, EVER hurt a child.
Rest in peace little one.

being a "grown up" is weird

2011-05-15T16:12:00.000-04:00

Mike and I had quite a "grown up" weekend, sorta. We picked out out wedding cake yesterday, I have a wedding notebook (a girft, its the Martha Stewart one) and Mike was like, "You researched cakes?" I was like, "Ummm yea, I have a notebook dude."

And this week we have started the house hunting process, we figure it will take about a year or more to find a house. We saw 4 today and did a drive by on the last one, nothing was like amazing and we had to have it, 1 was from the 1800s and I thought it was sooooo cool but Mike felt he was on a field trip to Old Sturbridge Village. We found one that was more our speed but it was only 2 bedrooms and just a wee bit too small but we are just starting this process so it was cool to see each house and try to picture our lives there. I think we are ready for move out of the condo in the next year but it does seem strange that we are at the point that we could actually do this, purchase a house, a whole house! To live in for 40 years, its so odd.

Are you kidding me?

2011-05-02T18:58:00.000-04:00

So as a college student I did something that not many college kids do, I was a firefighter and an EMT, I worked both Fire & Rescue during my years in college. The best nights were the Friday college dances because there was totally going to be someone who drank too much and we would bring them into the ER vomiting all over themselves and then see them a few days later in class. They wouldn't have a clue what we had done for them. The most important thing I learned while on Fire & Rescue was when someone needs your help, you run to them not away from them so when I saw a woman go down in the parking garage today I stopped my car and ran to her. And what is so wrong in the world is the parking attendant asked me to move my car, my hazards were on and people could get around me so my response was no, I will not move my car because that woman is bleeding and needs help and I am not going to leave her. So thanks to St. Michael's Fire & Rescue for making me go to those in need instead of away from them.

Carbs...friend or foe?

2011-04-27T09:11:00.000-04:00

A few years ago, soon after I moved in with Mike, I tried a low carb, Atkins-ish diet, I lost about 12 lbs in 6 weeks so I was like, score! But then, I missed fruit and sugar so I made my way back to the world of bagels and muffins, its a wonderful world.
Recently I was feeling like a bit, puffy, so I thought, hey-lets try that low carb thing again. I did some research and it made sense to try and "eat like a caveman", meats, veggies, etc. Low on carbohydrates, light on dairy, lots o' protein. There are some effects on your body eating like this, ketosis being one...this is what it did to me: neon yellow pee, constipation and my breath smelled AWFUL! Plus I had a nasty taste in my mouth all day and felt like I was eating heart stopping amounts of cholesterol. All a big bunch of not good. And I also realized the cave men only lived until they were mid-20s maybe early 30s, it could be because they were eaten by a giant tiger or mountain lion or it could be they just needed a Bertucci's roll. (mmmmm...I swear they put something addictive in those!)

So I decided to eat normal again, and just avoid highly processed foods, which really aren't food anyway. I just always get caught up in the hype and want to do what works for everyone else but not for me. As always I am a work in progress.

Wild Brooke in the house

2011-04-20T15:31:00.001-04:00

This past Friday night Mike and I took my 13 yr old cousin Brooke to the Red Sox game, she had never been and doesn't really know much about baseball. Mike was thrilled to be going with me and a 13 yr old girl. Before the first pitch I realized that it was FREEZING. It was about 35 degrees out at like 6:45pm so I went and bought myself a sweatshirt and Brooke a foam finger, I told her she could shove her hands in it when she got cold. In the 4th inning I realized Brooke's teeth were chattering so I told her I would go buy her a sweatshirt, she didn't want me too because of how much they were (Family friendly Fenway loves to jack up the prices) but the girl has no body fat on her so I bought her a sweatshirt and got us a blanket to share. I warned Mike that we weren't going to make it to the end and the Sox started to umm...suck so when it was 4-7 Toronto I said we had to leave. Mike was not pleased but dude it was FREEZING.

The next morning I went with the babies (not really anymore, they are almost 5 yr old twins and an almost 3 yr old) and their mother to Elmo Live! So Mike was going to be alone with Brooke for a few hours but I figured that she is 13 and she just wants to sleep in and watch Twilight or something. My Aunt and Uncle don't have cable at her house and we have super cable so I figured she would be all set. Mike was a tad concerned about being left alone with a 13 yr old girl, so this is our prep conversation:
Mike: "Well what am I going to do with her?"
Me: "You like teenage girl movies, watch Mean Girls or John Tucker Must Die"
Mike: "Well what does she eat?"
Me: "If you go get a bagel, buy her one."
Mike: "Well like what do I do with her?"
Me: "You don't have to braid her hair or pick out an outfit!"
In the afternoon I brought the kids back to our condo to eat lunch with Brooke, Owen stared at her for most of the lunch (5 yr old) and Mike and I went down for an afternoon nap. Brooke was in heaven...left alone with 400 channels and a lap top.

Lazy with a capital Laz

2011-04-19T17:21:00.000-04:00

I feel like the most unproductive person EVAH. I find it impossible to just sit and do nothing, I don't know how people can just sit and do nothing every day. I feel guilty for today and its just 1 day. Yesterday was the Boston marathon so that could be why I feel like a lazy slug (my boss's favorite term) because um...I don't run much less run marathons. So yesterday I went to the gym, got waxed, returned bottles and cans (just clap yo hands!), grocery shopped and got my nails did. Today I got my car inspected, finished my final project for school (6 pages, single spaced) and did laundry. Then I took a nap but from doing that I feel like a lazy person. So now I am watching 16 and Pregnant to feel like a productive human being.

Oh dear...

2011-03-23T08:03:00.000-04:00

Mike and I went to a St. Patrick's Day party last Friday night at our friends house, we had already celebrated St. Patrick's Day on Thursday, the actual holiday but hey, whats wrong with 2 days of fun? Nothing I tell you...except for the slight body aches on Saturday when one realizes that one can not drink as much beer as one could when one was 22. (me) So I of course took lots of pictures at the party and Mike finally looked at them after a few days of them being on facebook...

Me: "Hey, wasn't that a fun party and we got to walk to it!" (and I bought us personalized beer mugs!)
Mike: "I thought your pants were pulled up too high"

Thank you.

Begin anew

2011-03-11T10:55:00.000-05:00

I have been struggling with the same thing for, let me think about it...20 plus years, good lord. The thing is, weight or rather body image but now as I get older its about health. When I was in my early 20s I could speed eat peanut M&Ms and eat McDonald's after working all night and be okay, now if I eat sugar at work during the day, I can't stop yawning on the way home. And god help me if I eat McDonald's! Actually, god help Mike for having to be in the house with me.
And I thought I was okay, I had come close to accepting that this is how I am, but then there were several um, ass incidents. So its no secret that I have a booty, have since I was a baby, I used to lay on my stomach and my Mom could pat my butt because it suck up a lot. A few days ago at work I was standing talk to some people in a hallway near the OR and I heard a whirring noise and something hitting the floor, turned around and realize that my bum has set off the automatic candy dispenser and jelly beans are now on the floor. Fun.
Then last night, I went out with the boys to the Halfway for wings & beer, I am a token boy but I do not have a boy's metabolism. I was standing at the bar and was getting shoved quite a lot and I realized it was because of my booty, or maybe just my general mass was getting the way, lovely.
So every day is a new day and a chance to change your life and I begin again:
Weight: 210 (gasp!)
Diet: lacking structure
Will check in again next week

Fun with a scanner gun

2011-03-07T14:32:00.000-05:00

Finally, finally we got to do one wedding thing that I have been waiting to do...we registered this past weekend. Bitchin' We went to Crate & Barrel and Target to register and they gave Mike the scanner gun right away, totally not fair! I snagged it towards the end though. The scanner gun was way more fun at Target, it was like an actually scanner thingy. The one at the Crate was little and didn't even make a fun beeping noise when you scanned something, it just vibrated. Mike thought I was a psycho because he was scanning something and I was like "NOOOOOOOO" because he would have scanned something that I didn't want and that would be the one thing someone bought us.
One of the people I work with, her son is getting married soon so we had looked at his registry, his had expensive really nice china on it, and multiple place settings, gorgeous stuff. This is what is included on our registry at Target:

47" flat screen LED TV
Blu-ray player
A deep fryer

Can you guess who had the scanner gun at that time?

I however registered for important things, like beer glasses and the Harry Potter movies.

Strange

2011-02-16T18:51:00.000-05:00

As I was leaving work today I got involved in a conversation and one of the doctors I work with was talking about people who split their tongue, like they do it to themselves...maybe they want to be the lizard man/woman at the circus. But, the one thing that came to my mind was if you get that done, you can't possibly ever eat ice cream in an enjoyable way again. Think about it...

The Crazies

2011-02-08T10:02:00.000-05:00

Saw this movie, pretty good but I am talking about the crazies who I interact with on a daily basis...first off, I went to the grocery store last week because I had to grab a brownie to eat because I had a horrendous day at work and a brownie sundae was the only thing that would cure it. As I was walking out of the store I made the mistake of making quick eye contact with a woman in a motorized wheel chair who was sitting on the sidewalk with her cart full of groceries. Also with her was another woman (daughter?) who was mentally incapacitated. Why did I have to make eye contact!? Why?! The woman then tells me that she has called for a ride but they aren't here yet and she doesn't want to wait anymore so can I give her a ride up the street. Ummm...what? She wanted me, in lil'jetta, to put her motorized wheelchair, her, her daughter and about 6 bags of groceries and drive her somewhere. Umm...no. All I could come up with was that I couldn't because my boyfriend was waiting for me, thats the best I had! Then as I was driving away I kind of felt like a jerk but really, I don't know these people and I am not going to drive them around...visions came to me of all of us smushed in my car and her asking me for money.
The next crazy is Poo, who lives downstairs from us, we call her Poo because her license plate used to have 3 numbers and then the letters POO. She used to put the club on her car when she parked it on the street in Norwood, but not when she was 40 feet to the right in her parking spot. The club was protecting her 1988 Honda Civic, believe me, no one wants to steal that car, if you brought it into a chop shop they would laugh at you for hours. She now has a newer car and she got a new license plate, maybe she caught on that her nickname was poo. So last night I am doing my taxes on turbo tax and I hear a car horn honk like 4 times in a row, WTF! Its about 9pm, which I know is like early for some people but we get up at 5am so we are getting ready for bed. So then the horn keeps honking. Goddammit! WTF! I look out the window and see that someone has parked in Poo's parking space and she wants to park! Horrors! So I call Mike over to let him in on the drama and the horn keeps on honking. Okay, seriously, knock it off! What if we had a baby and that repeated honking woke it up? I would be PIST!
After about 5 minutes of honking, someone comes out and all I can hear is his side of the conversation: "I'm sorry! I know, I know! I came out to move it and apologize there is no reason to talk to me like that!"
Oh Poo...bitch be crazy! She then parks and slams the main door and her own front door. Yea, that'll teach them. I would like to point out that she has another parking space, like 4 feet from the one she was trying to get in to. Now I admit, I get annoyed when people park in our spot too but I just leave a note and block them in so they are on their own if they want to leave before I do. But, come on! Poo...WTF. So then...Mike and I get into bed and then Poo starts hammering stuff, for like 30 minutes! Dude, its 9:30 on a Monday night, what do you possibly have to hammer that can't wait until tomorrow.
Seriously.

Why?

2011-01-12T15:43:00.002-05:00

I am watching "Eat, Pray, Love" right now and really I think the Italians have it right, I mean I read the book a few years ago and loved it and my wanderlust was ignited and I did travel, to Mexico, to Ireland, to London and that wanderlust has cooled in the past few years as I have settled into coupledom. This type of settling is not like settling in a bad way but it has tamed the wanderlust because I wanted to make a home for us. And we are now getting married and I am very happy but still I wonder as Americans, why do we do what we do? We work 40-60 hours a week and the time that we have off is spent in a coma trying to recover from what we just did. But, why the hell are we still doing this to ourselves? What are we try to get to? The million dollar mark or the giant house and the BMW? But then what, once we have gotten the things we wanted, where do we go from there? I am guilty of it as then next person, I work at a job that I like but it doesn't fulfill me and I am in grad school and am so totally bored by what I am doing. So why do it? Because of money I suppose, because I want to have a family and allow my children to travel and live in a way that allows them some freedom to choose what they want to do based on what makes them happy.
We need to be told that we have earned things, a vacation, a Gucci bag (or in my case a LV bag that I have been lusting after for years) but why, our basic instinct tell us that we want something and to go out and get it? Why must we put such restrictions on it?

Anti-wedding

2011-01-04T19:10:00.001-05:00

So the news is out...I am engaged...to the Mike, my engagement occurred Christmas Eve morning before we left to go see my family in Pittsfield. But I had to wait until we actually got to Pittsfield to tell anyone...torture I tell you. The first person I told was the UPS guy who came to deliver a package that morning, he was very happy for me, then I told the dude in the coffee shop but he wasn't as impressed. Weirdo. Then we told my family and then I spent Christmas Day throwing up with a fever because of food poisoning, ironic.
So the wedding planning has commenced, I am very organized as it is so I am on this party planning like a football player on a freshman cheerleader. However, the problem is we are having an anti-wedding; no public ceremony, no wedding party and we are just having a party...that's it. I like planning things so really I am just planning a fun party with a color scheme and cake. Like the Real Housewives of where ever plan for like their dogs, but umm...without pooper scoopers.
Just glad I finally got to tell everyone across the interweb, so many celebs were totally stealing my engagement thunder....Reese, Shania, Leann...dammit!

Stay-cation

2010-12-29T15:31:00.000-05:00

The Christmas season has passed, it was fun...we went to Pittsfield and I got food poisoning (I did Biddy!) and spent Christmas early AM throwing up every hour for like 5 hours and then felt like crap for 24 hours, I went to bed at 5:30 on Christmas night, Mike was psyched. Then I have been off for 5 days straight, yea really liking it. For my stay-cation I have done errands, went to the movies and then today I went to the Children's Museum with Mike's sister and the the twins and Wyatt, who is 2. I think there was about 10,000 kids there without parents, I think the parents just dropped kids off and figured no one would notice. It was fun and of course my niece and nephews were the most well behaved children there, duh. So since its my last day of stay-cation I have deceided to drink a bud light a 3 in the afternoon and watch reality TV like Tori & Dean and 16 and Pregnant, you know what...cause I can!

12 Days of Christmas

2010-12-20T18:41:00.002-05:00

Well technically its the 20th of December so we are down to 5 days of Christmas, unless the song references days AFTER Christmas. I don't know, Wikipedia really isn't clear about that. However it is clear about the verses of the song and since it was supposedly written in the 1780s, me thinks times were different then because:
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...

12 Drummers Drumming-ummm what the hell am I going to do with them, except for maybe pelt them with Hershey kisses, no wait...I want to eat those

11 Pipers Piping-seriously? I would tell them to all go pipe themselves right out the window

10 Lords-a-Leaping-this might be cool, because I am thinking that all the "lords" will be fab gays who can go shopping with me and judge people in the mall for fun.

9 Ladies Dancing-like the Celtics dancers? Because I would probbies just tell them to eat a sammich and go dance for dollars at the Foxy Lady

8 Maids-a-Milking-well I like milk, but the maids would have to milk cows (I'm guessing? maybe goats?) and we live in a 900 sq foot condo, not a lot of places to put a cow or 8

7 Swans-a-Swimming-umm, I think swans are mean, aren't they? I could probably put 1 or 2 in the tub and maybe one in the kitchen sink but then the garbage disposal might turn on and then one of the swans would be maimed and no one wants a gimpy swan

6 Geese-a-Laying-what the f*** am I going to do with a whole bunch of goose eggs? can you even eat those?

5 Gold Rings-dude I will just take 1 thanks

4 Colly Birds-or Calling birds, either way I am not into that, there is a mocking bird that I declare war on every spring, it wakes me up every morning at like 4am. I only have to deal with it for about a month between when we start opening the windows at night and when we put in the AC

3 French Hens-so....there seems to be a whole lotta poultry to be giving someone

2 Turtle Doves-are these like turtles crossed with doves? Like a hybrid turtle/dove thing...that would be cool, like can they fly AND swim?

And a Partridge in a Pear Tree-I like pears...but I tend to kill plants

DONE!

2010-12-18T10:36:00.000-05:00

So I am DONE with grad school for the semester, I have a whole 3 weeks off. SCORE! I have a stack of magazines and books that I want to read so I have 3 weeks to do that. But I am happy to just be able to go to work and go to yoga and that's it and not have to worry that I have to write a paper or 3 when I really just want to sit on the couch. I celebrated the end of my semester by watching several episodes of Dexter and going to bed early. Not that much different from when I was an undergrad actually...well Dexter wasn't around then so maybe a little different.
But I must discuss this recent interaction I had. So I have always taken care of my skin, especially on my face, I moisturize all the time, I get facials and I wear sunscreen all the time and I never go out into the sun if I can help it. So this chick was wearing Tory Burch flats which I am pretty sure run about $200-$250 a pair which by the way is stupid. They are exactly the same as the $20 flats I got at Target but they have the metal Tory Burch symbol on them...stupid. So anywho, got a close up of this chick's pores, nothin good happenin there, nothin good. Pores were FULL, or as Mike's Mom would say, All Full Up. EW! For the price of those shoes this cracker jack could get like 4 facials...ew, she needs to take care of that NOW.

Sorry folks

2010-10-27T07:20:00.000-04:00

Oh for my 4 followers of my beloved blog, I am so sorry I have neglected you! Busy month, finishing 1 grad school class for which I wrote the world's BORING-est paper ever. It took me 4 and a half hours and I was so bored writing it, somehow I got a 100 on it so boring is good, apparently. Mike and I went down Mexico way for my friend Erin's wedding, it was lovely, awesome resort (mucho dinero so we moved across the street to the cheaper one after 2 nights), everyone cried at the wedding...which made Mike uncomfortable because he was born without tear ducts, I'm pretty sure. We got stuck there for a day because of Hurricane Paula, and it may sound wonderful to be "stuck in paradise" but Mike and I are creatures of habit, we much prefer our own environment and by that time we wanted to go home. I needed to go to yoga and eat a salad and not drink any more cervesa and Mike really needed to watch football. Luckily I brought my laptop to do school work so we could do stuff on line, good for Mike because he is the commish of a fantasy football league and god knows he would have had a melt down if he couldn't connect to it. While he did that I watched a movie about some private school girl whose parents sold her to the devil at birth. Here is what I learned from that movie...apparently if you are sold to the devil your life kinda rocks because after she turned 18 and was "given" to like the evil people her life got a lot better. She was valedictorian, she couldn't be killed, she was apparently loaded and umm..her boyfriend was Chace Crawford. I don't know if that's the message we want to be sending to the youth of American but whatever, it entertained me for 2 hours. Now back to reality, its almost Halloween which really means nothing to me except for on Nov 1st when all the candy goes on sale! Score!

A man's man is a dude

2010-10-01T13:39:00.000-04:00

I often tell stories of Mike and his boy-ness, I tell these stories to people at work and my friends because sometimes he is just unintentionally funny. Like he is a guy, he is a total dude. When we first started dating I said I was going to get a facial and he replied: "Is that when you go sit in mud and get pickles on your eyes?"
Recently he has been firing off some good ones...I asked him if he wanted me to make him a peanut butter and jelly sammich for lunch the next day, I made it and then 5 minutes later I walked into the living room and Mike said "Did you make it on bread?" Hmmm...I replied "No I didn't, I put peanut butter and jelly into a plastic baggy and squished it all together so he could eat it with a spoon" Yes I put it on bread.

Then yesterday we had to take Lizzie Bean our kitty to the vet to get some shots, I got home from work and washed my face and then put my contacts in and put on minimal make-up, mascara and some blush. We went to the vet, we talked to the vet tech, Lizzie got her shots, one of which was for feline distemper. I asked about that in the waiting room when we were checking out, I thought it might be to make sure she isn't in a bad mood? Interacted with about 8 people, we went home, brought Lizzie upstairs and then went out to dinner. I parked and looked in the rear view mirror only to see that I had HUGE black smudges under my eyes from my mascara. I asked Mike if I had looked like that the whole time...he shrugged his shoulders, I was like "Dude did I look like this at the vet?" Mike: "I thought you were trying something new?" and then he said "I thought you were going to go play football" and then he laughed hysterically for about 5 minutes while I tried to get the now very dry mascara from underneath my eyes. -
Yes, this right here is the man I love...

Stressed with a capital WTF

2010-09-29T19:18:00.001-04:00

So much is going on but I feel like I can't start anything so it makes me feel like I am an awesome pink plane with glitter on it going around and around but can't land yet. I just don't feel like doing any of it...I hate feeling like I HAVE to do something, didn't we all go through our childhoods doing stuff we didn't want to do? When do we get to do stuff we want to do or rather not have to do the stuff we "have" to do. I may be burned out from grad school, working 40+ hours a week AND writing the equivalent of 5 pages a week can be kinda annoying. So then I get off the train and I SHOULD go to hot yoga, but I just want to couch and attempt to cook dinner. So at some point in my life I need to suck it up and be a grown up and do everything I SHOULD do but ick....why?
PS...so I took the city bus to the train station yesterday and I already had a headache so on a full bus during the afternoon commute rush hours, 2 early 20ish girls decided that right then was an awesome time to play B-52's Rock Lobster, really loud on their iPod speakers. Really soothing...especially at the end when the red head, Kate something, "sings" something that sounds like a seagull being stabbed.

Life=no time for bloggy

2010-09-16T07:34:00.000-04:00

So I decided to go to grad school and work and have some life so my blog has been left behind, sad...anywho, I am gearing up to throw a wedding shower on Saturday for Erin, my friend who is getting married next month down Mexico way. We are going and thank god its the Pats bye week or Mike might go into convulsions if he had to miss any part of a Pats game, seriously I would leave him at Logan airport and pick him up on my way back rather then deal with him.
Every time we travel all we do is talk about how fat we are and then we swear that as soon as we get home we are going to eat better and exercise every day, this lasts about a week and then we are back to meatloaf and couching. This time though we are not going to do that, or rather we are going to try not to do that, we may just be sedated due to margaritas and Dos Equis so we may not even notice that we aren't swim suit models. Which really, we aren't and how can you expect a pharmacist and a hospital administrator to have hot bodies (I mean we do of course), we are from Massachusetts not Miami! We dress in hooded sweatshirts and jeans 9 months out of the year! Let just hope we don't have a repeat of our flight to the Dominican.
PS....so pist at Erin, there is a Wal-mart down the street from the resort and she is going there to get supplies for the weddin' but she is going before I get there! I specifically said I wanted to go to the Mexican Wal-Mart!!!!

hahahahaha

2010-08-30T20:32:00.000-04:00

You know whats funny...when everyone you know is having babies so all of their facebook profiles pictures are pictures of their adorable offspring and your picture (mine) is of you with an Edward Cullen cardboard cut out at the mall.

2010-08-30T18:10:00.000-04:00

My friend Maria said something to me at work today that struck a cord, we were talking about our school work, because we work 40 plus hours a week and commute to and from work oh and are pursing other stuff too. So what Maria said was "people always ask me what do you dream of doing with your life, I'm sorry I had to go out and get a job and make money!" I feel exactly the same way. Maybe when I was 22 I was a bit of an idealist and thought, Hey yea, I can pursue my dreams and get whatever I want out of life...yea! Then...reality set in. And billz got to get paid y'all! So now I have a job that pays said bills and I am getting a masters degree so that I can continue to move up in the job so that I can continue to pay billz. Mondays are not a good day for me.

Yoga

2010-08-19T13:30:00.000-04:00

So I go to yoga in order to relax, turn off my brain and just let my body take over. Focus on breathing and holding the positions and also trying not to pass out or throw up because I do hot yoga and the room is about 95 degrees with hot steam pumped in. It is supposed to RELAXING! However, last night was annoying in the beginning but I tried very hard to just focus on breathing and focusing on my practice, not how I wanted to yell at the people in front of me. Yoga starts at 6pm and they lock the outside door because it is a small studio and the instructor signs you in, so we are getting started in class, focusing on breath and someone starts BANGING on the outside door. Dude, its 6:10, you missed your chance, the door is locked for a reason. Douchebag! So a mother and daughter come in and put their mats right in front of me facing the wrong way. Everyone else is facing forward, towards one wall but they are facing the middle of the room right in front of my mat, making a like a T, with me being vertical. (Okay, at this point I was trying to fight my instinct and not be annoyed at them) So as we start its clear that the mother has never been to a class like this before, its pretty intensive, she's doing all the poses wrong, isn't paying attention and the daughter is the same. The daughter was in much better shape so she could keep up but was still doing poses wrong right in front of me. Then the mother starts WHISPERING loudly to her daughter that the car doors aren't locked, so they rummage for their keys and the daughter leaves class to go lock the car doors. Probably wouldn't be an issue if they were on time, huh? The class continues and I was able to just focus on my practice and not get annoyed, sort of.
At the end of class we did a move we haven't done called reverse table-top, the top of the table is your stomach, then we were to exhale and bring our butt down and through our arms and hover. So, um slight issue here...well not slight...my ass. My booty don't fit through my arms. I start kind of laughing and look at the girl next to me who was also struggling, she looked at me and said: "My arms are too short!" Me: "My ass is too big!" Exact same problem for different reasons which we laughed about after class. Hopefully that mother-daughter pair stays out my class!

Okay so then what happens...

2010-08-09T18:43:00.000-04:00

So today at work someone asked me the question that I get a lot lately, "so when are you going to get married", usually I just laugh and say something about how they can pay for a wedding or a house but today I was a tad stressed so I just said "I don't know". You would think that I just said something like I have a terminal disease and am close to death. The look on her face is one I am now used to...the sad face that says "you poor, poor pathetic girl...there must be something wrong with you that he doesn't want to marry you". (Sigh) She patted me on the shoulder and assured me that something would happen soon and since I have invested so much into this relationship I can't walk away now. So I am supposed to think of Mike as a stock portfolio.

Oh blog...how I have neglected you...

2010-07-30T20:52:00.001-04:00

Sorry blog, I haven't written on here for about 6 weeks! OMG! Well I did start a grad school class and I traveled a bit...4th of July to das Pitts for my cousin's birthday. He was born on the 4th of July, how very patriotic of him. Then I went to NYC for 4 days and that's where the adventure begins, well on the way back was the "fun time". Took a plane down to JKF on JetBlue, no problem...it was awesome, 45 minutes and I took public transportation to the hotel to meet my aunt and my cousin. NYC was good, I dragged my aunt around NYC while my cousin was in class at FIT. The woman (my aunt) can talk on the phone like a champ, 12 times a day I swear.
So get to the airport in plenty of time to get plane home, Mike is picking me up at the airport because I never have been picked up at the airport before so I figure this is a good time. Get on plane, head out to tarmac...and....and...and...and...45 minutes later Captain comes on to tell us there is a "ground out" in Boston so we have to go back to the gate and in another 45 minutes he will know more. Okay...get off plane, go to bar, log on...time of departure says 7pm on JetBlue's website, we were supposed to take off at 4:30. They call us back onto the plane, we go through the whole safety drill again and back out...drive out onto the tarmac again, take a nice spin around JFK airport for about an hour and a half, back to the terminal, off the plane again. Its now 8:30...back on the plane again, we don't end up taking off until about 12:30am, a delay of about 8 hours. Mike stayed at the airport for 5 hours waiting for me after driving around Dorchester for 2 hours, he never has to pick me up at the airport for the rest of our lives. I got to bed at 2am and went to work the next day. Oh, forgot to mention that there is a loophole in that law about not keeping you on the tarmac for over 2 hours; they can pull up to the gate and leave the door open so you can get off but you can' get back on. We also had to wait for new pilots because the original pilots duty hours were up at 10pm, we then had to wait for the new pilot's paperwork to come from "dispatch". All in all a just faboo trip. Wrote JetBlue a lovely e-mail and they thought my time was worth a $50 credit for future flights, they said the delay was due to the "ground out" in Boston, it was due to a threat of thunderstorms 100 miles around the Boston area. Which would have been understandable if 2 flights, also JetBlue, hadn't taken off from JFK and landed in Boston within the time we were delayed. Hate them!
Have another story about JetBlue on the flight to Seattle...for another post.

Downtown...things will be great when you're downtown...

2010-06-15T20:26:00.000-04:00

Inspired by Jen Lancaster's new book, "My Fair Lazy" I am trying to broaden my horizons and get out more. In the past year I have been in a hurry to go home and nest with Mike, we have been living together for about 2 and a half years (don't tell his mother, she thinks its only 1 year, she isn't aware of the Internet) but recently I just want to go home after work and sit on the couch with Mike. Now this sort of behavior will only lead to a widening ass and I will lose touch with the young people out there in the city. So Erin and I made a date to walk around Chinatown last night, I wanted to try and find somewhere to eat (because normally I stick with food that doesn't come in little boxes with sticks to eat with) while Erin was hoping we would accidentally walk into a seedy strip club. We ended up not eating there because I was kind of grossed out by the strange meat hanging in the windows and no strip club either, which is also good because I imagine Monday night strippers are not the highest quality.
We walked towards the waterfront looking for a restaurant Erin always wanted to go to, we found it but because it is next to the aquarium the salad prices started at around $18, ummm no, dude its lettuce. So we wandered over to Joe's which is a chain but whatever they have awesome yummy, warm bread, whats not to like? On the way over there I really wish I had my camera because there was a stereotypical preppy white Boston dude sitting on a bench reading a book. He had a Polo button down shirt, in pink, slightly wrinkled khakis, sneakers (slightly worn because he runs-of course), shades and of course the Harvard baseball hat on backwards. I didn't see what book he was reading but I would have bet my dinner it was either a philosophical novel, Jack Kerouac or Yeats. Poser! Ew! If I was casting a movie and wanted a douche bag sitting in the background, I found him!
Dinner was good except for the people next to us, yea...will never see the need for North Face $60 flip flops.

To cleanse or not to cleanse

2010-05-31T17:01:00.000-04:00

I have started to try and pay attention to my body and how I take care of it or don't take care of it. I started going to hot yoga again and I have been going to a legit chiropractor doctor who also advocates nutritional changes in your life. One of the things the doc asked me was to do a cleanse. Now I have tried to do a cleanse before with supplements from Whole Foods and not having any soda, alcohol or sugar that wasn't naturally occurring. After about 6 days of doing this I got a raging sinus infection, my theory was that my body was working on cleansing and didn't have the strength to re-route the resources to fight off the infection without antibiotics. I only lasted 6 days on that cleanse and the one that is being advocated to me now is 21 days. TWENTY-ONE days, like 21, 24 hour days. You can eat on this cleanse but its only veggies and berries and protein shakes and supplements but no meat for the first 11 days, no alcohol, no caffeine, no baked goods (sad....no scones). Oh and its $300 for everything. So I was thinking today that maybe I should take the month of June and change the way I eat and see what comes of that and if I still see no change in how I feel and no change in my weight then I will do the cleanse.
One of the problems in changing how I eat is that Mike likes to cook and I like to eat what he cooks because he is a good cook. So now I have to change that, I mean we can still eat together I suppose but it still sucks because when he cooks delicious steak and potatoes I won't be partaking in the feast. And I don't want to be the douche bag who at parties and BBQ will be like, "Yea I can't eat that...". But this is for me and I need to pay attention to how what I put in my body effects it.

Starbucks needs a rule book

2010-05-25T13:59:00.000-04:00

So Starbucks has been around a while, right? So unless you have just arrived from somewhere without one , (which would be hard because they are everywhere!) the way to order in Starbucks or just the general way to behave shouldn't be surprising. I have written about this before but I would like to put out the ground rules for Starbucks that should be followed:

when there are approximately 18 people in line and 1 cashier perhaps you could pick another time to ask "Now what exactly makes a light, a light?" (ummm...really?)
While Starbucks has tables and seats it is NOT a bar, so when there aren't any empty seats please don't stand around in groups in the only available walking space in the joint. You can't hang out here and stand around, dude, LEAVE.
After you get your drink, unless its like the wrong one, don't lean over the glass partition and ask "Is it too late to order an espresso shot in this?" (yes, it is much too late)
The baristas ask for your name to put it on your cup so don't act surprised when you hear your name and and they put a drink, which exactly matches the description of what you ordered, and look around at strangers and ask "Is this mine?" (I don't know Belinda, it says Belinda on it and its what you ordered, figure it out!)

Just a few tips from me to you...

Epiphany

2010-05-13T20:02:00.000-04:00

Today I had an epiphany, I have them on a pretty regular basis, about the gym this one was, the epiphany. I don't like things that have no purpose like candles that are never lit, decorative pillows, formal living rooms. I don't like doing things that have no reason for doing them. And I realized today that I have been going to the gym on a regular basis for about 4 years and NOTHING has changed, nothing. If I eat like nothing and go to the gym, no change, if I eat whatever I want and go to the gym, no change. Mike told me that I need to go to the gym because imagine if I never went to the gym and how good it is for me...blah blah blah. The only time I have ever lost a significant amount of weight or changed my body was when I stopped eating for about 4 months, I lost about 60 lbs by eating yogurt once a day. That about it...so that is my epiphany, I will go to the gym but if I don't I am not going to beat myself up about it. I will never look like Gisele. I will never look like Gisele. I will never look like Gisele.

Commuter rail...

2010-05-07T09:02:00.000-04:00

I have a lot of stuff in my hands or lap when I take the train in the morning, so this morning I had an iced coffee, kindle and sunglasses on my head and my bag on my lap. I put my t-pass in the usual spot, these little holders things on the back of the seat in front of me, the conductor went by and I grabbed my pass to put it in my wallet but it slipped and it slipped in the little space between the back of the seat and the seat. Crap. So I was like..."Oh no! I dropped my pass!" So I had to put down my iced coffee, kindle and bag and take my sunglasses off my head because they were of course slipping off and getting in my way.

Luckily the guy sitting on the seat with me was nice enough to not think I was a nut job and helped me. The seat lifts up, (surprise!) because it was the last seat in the row there is a grate thingy under it so I couldn't reach under and find my pass. So underneath the seat is...insulation which I proceeded to poke through looking for my pass, I spotted it! "So I grabbed it and turned it over...no not my pass, a zone 4 day pass...not gonna help me. So I poked through more insulation and I found it! YES! The guy was like "I can't believe you just did that! No one has probably ever been down there." For a t-pass I will dig through insulation on a train, its only the beginning of the month, if it was May 31st I probably wouldn't have but those t-passes are friggin expensive. My zone 3 is $160 a month! WTF! I am not throwing away $160! And if I wanted to pay my way in the train every morning and afternoon that's $10.50 for the day...ummm no. So woo hoo I gots my pass back.

I am spoiled

2010-04-23T20:19:00.001-04:00

Spoiled like a brat, not like a fruit that has gone bad. The laptop dropped, the back of the screen hit the corner of a side table...its dead! Well the screen is and I would have noticed it dropping if Mike hadn't yelled "Look out!" because I would have looked at the laptop not at Mike wondering why he was shouting. So the screen is dead until Mike brings it to some guy at work who will fix the back light but really we should just get a new one because a new laptop is only like $400 and a new light thingy is $150...so yea...But Mr. Magoo wants to fix the old one so I am sans laptop until at least Tuesday so thats pretty much over a week. I am a spolied brat because GD I want my laptop back! We have another computer, a desktop but its in the extra room and so I actually had to (gasp) just watch TV all week. Mike was working evenings so I didn't really have anyone to entertain me, usually I am on the laptop and watching TVand talking to Mike. For me to just do 1 thing has been a total lesson and how completely spolied I am. Like going out to dinner for me isn't a luxury, its just normal. Problem is I don't know how to get out of my being so spolied save going into the Peace Corp.

Work, work, work

2010-04-16T18:08:00.000-04:00

This week was CRAZY at work, a job that is normally shared by 3 people that was downsized to being shared between 2 people was just shared between 1 people this week and that people was me. I didn't go to the gym, I worked 9-10 hours a day and on 1 night got a total of 5 hours of sleep because of some sort of truck backing up for about an hour at 3am (beep, beep, beep, beep). 5 hours of sleep is a lot for like parents of a newborn or Martha Stewart or maybe Jay-Z because I imagine he doesn't sleep much (hello, married to Beyonce!) but for me 5 hours is not cool. I average 8-10 hours of sleep a night, god writing that seems like it might be a lot, oh well. So finally its Friday and I am home and because I work in Boston I get Monday off due to the marathon, sweet. Mike commented that he can always tell what day of the week it is when he is talking to me because my mood is about 75% better on Friday, hot.

I went to my Fire & Rescue banquet last weekend and we stayed overnight in Burlington, VT, I brought my new Kindle, which I hadn't really used yet. I downloaded 2 books on it and thought I might be able to read while Mike drove some of the trip, didn't happen because I drove the whole way but I was looking forward to using Kindle when I got home. But then I realized that Kindle wasn't in my bag!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAH. I called the hotel and they transferred me to a voicemail for housekeeping, ummm no...I just dropped a significant amount of $$$$ on Kindle I want to know where he is! (Yes its male, a gay male because he has a purple jacket) I could picture it sitting on the desk in the hotel room and yet didn't realize that until I was 4 hours away. I called back a total of 3 times only to find out that they had no idea where it was and no one would take it because they don't have employees like that, yea, sure. I left my info and hoped for a call back. I then proceded to fake cry while lying on the kitchen floor, this is of course after I threw my phone against the wall in frustration and snapped at Mike about 8000 times.

(Oh my god, I don't know why I forgot it Mike STOP TALKING!)

Discovered something wonderful about Kindle and amazon.com, they can deactivate a Kindle so that your account is no longer linked up so whomever took it won't be able to use it to download new books and have access to my account. HA!

So I called back the next morning checking on the progress and they promised to call me back and low and behold THEY did and they found Kindle. Woooooo.

And Kindle is home, safely charging and on its way to be reactivated.

Sweet.

Commuter Rail...how lovely

2010-04-09T19:52:00.000-04:00

I was thinking switching my commuter rail pass for a parking pass, I would have to convince Mike it was cheaper (probably with a Powerpoint presentation) but I really enjoy the time I get to read books while waiting for the train and on the train so I bought a kindle from amazon.com so now I feel like I have to continue to take the train. Ew.
I have been taking the later train so I can linger in bed for another 20 minutes so I take the train with more stops so usually I can get a seat before too many people get on and usually if I get a 2 person seat I can sit alone and look out at the window as I read. So the other day I got to sit in a two seater with a window that I could actually see out not with some weird white crap on it. Tons of empty seats, TONS. I get settled in with my iced coffee and my book and some chick is like "Excuse me" and she plops down right next to me...dude there are EMPTY seats everywhere on this train! EVERYWHERE.
So I say: "Yea, I am going to get up and sit somewhere else because there are extra seats everywhere." I wanted to add "WEIRDO!" I mean, I smell really good in the morning but come on now!

Change is good, I keep telling myself that

2010-03-30T18:40:00.000-04:00

Mike and I just got back from the Dominican Republic and we realized many things, some of them are:

don't sit in between a large group of Dominicans who know each other on a plane, it is very loud and in Spanish
we are very lucky people that we were born in American and are now spolied Americans
we might be kinda fat
when we are on vacation we discuss how we are going to eat healthier when we get home (we do this on EVERY vacation)

Mike took a picture of me in my bikini, from behind, while I was getting out of the pool...yea, not the best angle for a picture unless you are Gisele. Plus I think everything I eat, or at least a large amount of the things I consume might be full of crap. So I am resolving to change my life, change what I eat and my outlook and this will make be healthier and I will feel more in control.
Today was good, I didn't eat anything unhealthy but I did have 24 oz of diet coke but I can't give up everything in one wave! Dude!

Evidence we are not outside-y people

2010-03-20T18:15:00.001-04:00

It has been so nice out the past 2 days that I wanted to go do something outside today, I wanted to go for a long walk but then I realized that I wanted to go for a walk on the trail behind the Bass Pro Shops. They have a 1/2 mile trail through the woods around a pond, we walked around twice and as we were coming to the end of our second time through this was our conversation:

Mike: "Look like a coyote!"

Me: "What, where?" (as I hid behind Mike)

Mike: "Right there!"

Me: "No, thats not a coyote, thats a fox"

We see the animal coming towards us...

Me: "No wait, thats just someone's dog"

We don't go near nature much..

BAD WW, BAD!

2010-03-14T17:38:00.000-04:00

As I said in a recent post I joined weight watchers because I felt myself becoming, ahem, large and in charge. So I began to consume Weight Watchers frozen meals, it really is the easiest way to follow their points program. I started this on Monday, on Wednesday I started to feel a little gurgling in my belly, well really it was in my lower instestines. I thought nothing of it really, just assumed my body was adjusting to the lack of Au Bon Pain orange scones or Mike was putting laxitives in my coffee. Again. The gurgling continued the rest of the week as I tried to pretend I enjoyed eating flash frozen creamy pasta. Then early this morning there was an incident...I woke up to EXTREME gurgling and had to get myself in the bathroom STAT, I was there for approximetley a half hour doubled over, verge of vomiting and breaking into a cold sweat. There was 2 times I really almost yelled for Mike to take me to the ER but after a little while of debating where exactly to throw up (sink or tub, which is better?) the stabbing in my intestines stopped and I was able to go back to bed and sleep for a few more hours.
The last time I felt like that was after I was on WW meals for a while and I went to the ER and I had to have my appendix out a few days before Christmas 2006. This felt really close to that. I think my body was not thrilled about having frozen meals that are filled with enough sodium to cure meat and may have been flash frozen 8 years ago in a factory in Guam. So I canceled my WW on line account and decided the best way to be healthy is just to pay attention and not eat a lot of crap.

Sweaty, sandy and jeans? Wha?

2010-03-09T13:32:00.000-05:00

So this is an advertisment for Calvin Klein jeans, duh, you can see it. Anywho, looking at this makes me go ewwwww! Eva Mendes and the dude model are all sweaty and are lying in sand AND are wearing jeans! Yuck! And her hair is all wet and in the sand, ick! Remember when you were little and you would come out of the ocean and you would sit in wet sand and it was fun and then you got a little older and realized sand in your bathing suit when you are sweaty is gross? Yea thats what I think of when I see people lying on sand when they are all oily and stuff. This ad makes me want to go take a shower.

And PS are those jeans acid washed or something? They are whitish-grey jeans, ewwwww again.

Oh dear

2010-03-05T19:45:00.000-05:00

So I was planning on joining Weight Watchers on Monday anyway and then there was a picture that was taken tonight (above) and ummmm yea...I clearly NEED to join WW because damn girl, what happen to you! I have an issue with mirrors, have since I was an insecure teenager so I don't look in the mirror very often, I will check my face in the rear view mirror in my car or in the bathroom mirror as I leave so I am guessing I didn't notice that my arse and legs seems to have expanded a lot. Well I guess I kind of knew but I was just ignoring the obvious...oh dear.
(Keep in mind thart I am holding an infant who is a former preemie and is only about 6 weeks old.)

Compulsion

2010-03-01T18:28:00.003-05:00

I have control of most things, well the ones I can control...I can't control the weather or how stupid other people are but I can control what I put into my body...well sorta. There are a few things that seriously if they are in my house I will consume them until I feel like I am going to vomit. These things are: Bud Light, Mint milano cookies, Thin mint cookies and Cadbury mini eggs. So if anyone ever wants to send me to one of those "eating huts" where they send girls to go get really, really fat so they can find a husband, well you know what to put in there.

Maintenance

2010-02-23T18:53:00.003-05:00

So on Monday I parked behind Mike so that meant I had to get up earlier (thumbs down), but we left at the same time. Of course Mike had to comment on this apparently amazing phenomenon, I pointed out to him he only has to put on clothes and shellac his hair and he is ready to go. THATS IT!

I am not a hottie, I am well aware of that, I don't even think I am that high maintenance despite what some people have said. But dude, do you even know the upkeep that is required to maintain me! I mean I do it all myself but come on! In the morning I lotion, prime, put on make up, de-frizz and straighten my hair and have to get dressed and out the door. That's just in the morning, there is also waxing, coloring my hair, getting my hair cut by a professional, facials, make-up that is semi-expensive and when I put it on you can't even tell I have make up on! Oh and I eat healthy and go to the GD gym, oh aside...the friggin gym is now only $10 a month and I can never get a machine, isn't it time for New Year's resolutions to be over!
So yea, it takes me longer to get out of the house because I can't leave the house with frizzy hair, and sallow skin...ain't gonna happen. Ew.

Parking Garages

2010-02-09T07:38:00.003-05:00

So I have a very nice boss who when he goes away for 6 weeks he lets me use his parking pass, the garage that it goes to is very close to work so I don't have to schlep it on the commuter rail when its freezing out. Like I said, he is a nice boss. Anywho...I am confused why parking garages cause people to act like idiots who don't know how to follow directions or maybe use some common sense. Example: I was pulling into the garage early morning last week and several people got ready to pull in behind me, but the person in front of me was having issues getting her pass to work. Since this is the morning rush you would think the idiot in the Acura would say, get a ticket and go deal with the pass issue after she parks. No, that is not what the idiot in the Acura did, with a line of cars out of the garage she got out of her car and ran over to the office to whine. Now the guys in this office don't really have any incentive to move at a normal rate of speed, so the beeping got a bit more, umm...frequent. So idiot in the Acura gets back in her car and sits until garage man meanders over and tells her to TAKE A TICKET and pull to the side. Simple directions right? Well since Acura lady has expressed her extreme intelligence already you would think she could understand that there are cars behind her trying to get into the garage and perhaps she should pull over, you know, kind of out of the way. No...she goes into the garage and stops so now I can't get by her so no one can. Sigh.

She finally realized there were other people in the world after some frantic gesturing by garage guy and pulled about 6 inches forward so I could get by her and the flow of cars got moving again.

Lets not even get started on the people who walk down the middle of the ramps so you can't get by them, or the people who have no idea what size their cars are so they take about 20 minutes to pull in and out of a spot.

God lord I am headed towards old-dom

2010-01-30T20:14:00.002-05:00

So its 8:16 in the PM on a Saturday and I am in my comfy pants and sitting on the couch, oh wait not the couch the loooooooveseat. Okay now I have moved onto the actual couch. The point of this thought is I am in and not out, not out at a bar, not out tossing back shots, etc. I am in comfy pants, not something boob showing.
There are several things that made me realize I am headed towards old-dom:

I am concerned about my fiber intake
I make sure I eat vegetables
I go to bed at 9pm, and that's late to me
I want to purchase a house, like a whole house!
If I had to live with roommates again I would freak the F*** out
the thought of not having health insurance makes me ill (hence the need for insurance)

Dude. Can I even still say that?

Selfish

2010-01-24T16:12:00.002-05:00

I am selfish, I admit it, I am not afraid, I am selfish and I don't give a crap. I know when/if I have kids I will have to stop being selfish but right now I have no spawn and I only take care of myself and sometimes Mike. (I remind him to take vitamins and advise him that fried crab rangoons are probably not the wisest choice) So right now I will be selfish, like if I don't want to do something, I just don't. I mean I go to work because I get paid to and money buys me food, US magazines and Sephora make-up. And if something is hard, I don't do it. Like running, I would like to be one of those people who can just throw on some sneakers and go for a run and enjoy it but I HATE it! It makes my boobs hurt, I can't breathe and then I get boogers and I am miserable. So yea, no thanks. I am not one of those people that likes to push themselves and find joy in that. Ew.

But I am aware of my selfishness and I would give it up in a heartbeat for a child but since there is no bebe there will be money spent on travel to places I want to go and New Moon water bottles.

You know you want one.

this is gross

2010-01-08T16:35:00.002-05:00

Okay, Rachel Zoe (above) is a celebrity stylist, she picks out clothing and accessories for celebrities to wear to tell us serfs what is awesome and what we should aspire to look like. She is setting a standard, she looks like a starving child in Africa. This is gross! Dude! This is not naturally thin, I have cousins who are naturally thin, they look healthy, this woman looks unhealthy and disgusting.

Rachel Zoe needs to eat a chicken parm sub every day for a month!

New Year's Eve

2009-12-30T20:03:00.003-05:00

I have tried really hard to get "into" New Year's Eve but yea I just don't enjoy it. I mean I like hanging out with friends at like a house party, thats cool as long as I don't have to drive anywhere. But really...ewwwwwww...I have no desire at my awesome age (30 is the new 15) to go out dressed up, find a way into downtown Boston, stand outside of a bar in cute shoes and pay a $2o cover to get into a bar where a beer will cost me $12. I would be surrounded by a bunch of 22 yrs old who are looking to start the year off waking up in someones bed who they didn't know 12 hours earlier. Ummmm...yea...that sounds...ummmm AWFUL!

One of the best New Year's Eves I had was was I fell asleep on the couch while Jade and Brooke sat on me and they watched TV. Biddy came home and was like "Ummm the 22 yr old is asleep and the little kids are watching TV, whats wrong with this?" I woke up to watch the ball drop and Brooke was like: "That's it?"

Yea I know, stayed up until midnight to watch a big ass ball with light bulbs on it slip down a pole. Why?

This is what I want to do this New Year's Eve, go to the Halfway with Mike (it is a Thursday after all) and come home at like 8pm and go to bed. Happy Sleep for me!

Posters

2009-12-23T13:24:00.002-05:00

Okay so I don't know if anyone else has seen these posters, I mean I am sure people have. They are the posters that say "All I ever need to know I learned in..." like Yoda or kindergarten. And I was thinking today that really everything you need know about being a decent human being you learn in kindergarten. Bear with me on this...think about it, here are some key things I remember learning when I was a young whipper snapper:

no biting

take small bites (of food)

wait your turn

use your inside voice when inside

no shoving

no unwanted touching

See! And so many "adults" do not follow these rules, well maybe they aren't rules but still. Go to any major event or to a crowded bar and you will see people doing all of the above or not doing (sharing, using inside voice, small bites) Maybe even the biting if its a crowd of people trying to get to Rob Pattinson. (sigh, ahhhhh Edward Cullen)

I wonder...

2009-12-09T20:02:00.003-05:00

Now today was kind of an annoying day, I spent 2 hours in the car driving to work because it was crazy snowing and the trains run f***ed up when the weather is less then ideal. I made the wrong choice, if this was a choose your own adventure book I would totally go back to where I made the decision and choose the other way. Shit.

So as I parked and walked a little less the a half a mile to work, in my Uggs. Yea, glad I spent $120 on those pieces of crap, NOT waterproof as I discovered as I walked through slush. As I was walking I thought of the episode of Family Guy when Lois's dad is poor and has to take the bus and Peter explains to him that this is how normal people get around. F***. I want to trade lives with Kim Kardashian for a month, I had to sloth my way to work in the morning, work, scald my throat with soup because I have a sore throat and then drive home. Oh, not done...go to UPS to pick up a package, go to the grocery store to get quarters, go home, clean up, do laundry. Ew. I need an assistant. And yes I know that there are women walking through the amazon with a bucket of water on their head and a baby on their hip but god damn I bet that they don't have to go to the gym.

I need to reduce my work hours so I can actually have a life outside of work, this sucks dude. Maybe I can throw it all away and move to Bali and marry a fisherman and walk on the beach all day while sipping from a coconut.

Tiger Woods, bad kitty kitty!

2009-12-02T18:34:00.003-05:00

Okay so Tiger Woods is a bizllionaire and he has recently been caught up in a scandal because he may or may not have (but probably did) cheat on his wife. Okay, so imagine you are Tiger, you have the same amount of stress and being pulled in different directions that everyone else has but I imagine it is multiplied by 7,000 compared to what we deal with. And I am sure women are throwing themselves at him and I kinda get it, I mean I think he is a poop head for cheating on his wife but we don't know what goes on in their marriage, no one does, except for them. And if he is any kind of husband or father I am guessing he feels pretty shitty right now and that may be enough punishment for him, I don't know, I don't know the guy. But to put this on ESPN as breaking news is ridiculous, yes he plays golf freakishly well, but who cares if he bangs some other chick(s), its not my business. Does change how he plays golf? No. So whatever, life happens and everyone makes mistakes, luckily most of us don't have our mistakes broadcast throughout the world.

A taste of drama

2009-11-24T18:14:00.001-05:00

I dropped my car off yesterday morning to get 4 new tires and to replace a headlight, Mike dropped me off at the train. I got off the train in the early evening and it was raining, I was wearing a fleece and not a rain jacket and it was dark, and cold. And I had to walk to get my car, it was a little over a mile. And it was raining, and cold and dark.
The entire time I was walking I was trying to figure out if I should be mad at Mike for not being there to pick me up at the train. I mean I said I would walk to get my car but I wasn't expecting it to rain and Mike didn't know if would rain so it wasn't his fault. But by the time I got to the car place my hair was plastered to my head, my fleece was soaked and I was splashed by 2 cars. I walked in, shelled out $350 for the work on my car and told Mike on the phone that he could make his own damn dinner.
I did apologize when I got home, I was mad at the situation and annoyed that I had to walk over a mile in the cold rain and pay that much for my car. I hate car shit!

http://perezhilton.com/2009-11-22-diddy-wastes-3-million-on-his-40th

2009-11-22T20:43:00.002-05:00

Okay, WTF! P.Diddy/Puff daddy/Diddy/Puffy spent 3 million dollars on hs 40th birthday party....3 million dollars, 3 million!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF! For a party, a day celebrating his birth, a day that really I don't want to celebrate, he spent that much money on one GD day! Okay, that's it I am writing to what's his face and saying hey you, mr.man, you need to stop with this excessive bullshit spending. You know what would make me happy, $50,000, that is all I need for a down payment on a house, thats it! And then I gots the rest, so that is what, your shrimp cocktail budget? Bullshit! This is an example of why I can't watch a show like "Real Housewives of non-working, plastic surgery, prada wearing, never say anything worth anything county", I think thats what its called.

Such excessive spending on stupid crap is incredibly hard to watch and not vomit when you are trying to make a life for yourself and establish a future and you are struggling to get enough money to buy a home. Ick, dude, give $50k to me and give the rest to the American Heart Association you piece if shit.

Child please.

Book buying mishaps

2009-11-16T20:11:00.002-05:00

So after a night of foolish drinking while in Ireland I woke up with a headache and a sense of self-loathing. We were in Galway and it was our last day, we went around town and I stopped into a book store while Mike and his cousin Daniel sat outside and enjoyed some ice cream. Still with a heavy head I went to the self help section and picked up a book titled "Beating the Booze". I often go to extremes after a bad spell of something, few days of always eating dessert I will sign up for weight watchers again or state that I am going to go to the gym 5 days a week. After a day of normalcy I quickly abandon these loafy goals.
So anywho...I picked up this book a few days ago and started to read it and ummm...I bought it in Ireland so its full of English dialect type words and reading it makes my head hurt trying to figure out WTF a teetotaler is?
I need a drink.

Growing up

2009-11-15T14:35:00.003-05:00

I was thinking about something today, Mike has tomorrow off and the Pats are on tonight at 8 and he wanted to go out somewhere and watch the game...but he can't find anyone to go out with. Problem is its a Sunday and most people we know are grown ups, or at least people who are good at pretending to play grown up. People now have jobs where we can't stay out late drinking and call in sick the next day, we have careers now or are at least are in positions where people depend on us. Or people have children and you can't leave a 5 year old at home with a bag of chips and a DVD and stumble in around 3am and take care of them in the morning.

I thinks its safe to say that we are on our way to being grown ups, almost all of the couples we know have kids or are currently expecting.

Its so weird because I feel as if we could just hang out in jeans and hoodies and eat pizza and drink beer forever.

Facebooking

2009-11-04T18:43:00.002-05:00

I recently posted a status on facebook that said something like: "Maybe instead of looking for sympathy on facebook people should seek therapy" because I was getting annoyed at status updates appearing in my news feed that said: "everyday is a bad day for me", "I have a migraine :-(, and all other like facebook fighting, and once in a while these are fine but a lot of the people that I grew up with in Pittsfield had these status updates every friggin day. And then I realized that I don't give a crap about any of these people and unfriended all of them. I was interested in the beginning like how these people turned out and what they and their families looked like but I don't want to keep up with these people. I knew some from summer camp and some from middle school and really, I haven't laid eyes on these people in 15 years! (Which is GD horrifying that I have known people for that long!)
I really like the friends I have, especially the ladiez (well and Ryan) that I have known for years and we have been through crap that bonds people. So if I haven't seen you since summer camp when you were the most popular girl and I well, wasn't, I don't really want to know why your life sucks because you had a kid when you were 17 yrs old and now you have to work 2 jobs because the baby daddy left you.
What? I'm just being honest!

Wrong store

2009-10-27T13:19:00.003-04:00

I was in Burlington, VT this past weekend, visiting my ol' college town and my friend Candy. I went with my friend Erin and the 3 of us got together because we all used to work in the ER in registration, we hadn't seen Candy in 8 years! DUDE! 8 years!

So we were walking around downtown Burlington, Church St. and we went into one of those "Life is good" stores, you know the t-shirts and hats that say "Life is good" and have a picture of a stick man doing the "good" stuff. Yea...I was in the wrong store. There was a "Life is good" t-shirt with someone running, that doesn't say life is good to me, that says, "Crap life is bad because I am being chased by wild dogs, RUN!" Or the one that had stick man holding a cup of coffee sitting in front of a fire with his dog, this one said "Happy Hour", oh dear. This scene does not make me happy, why the f*$% would I go outside and make a fire and drink coffee by it? How is that fun? This t-shirt must have been implying this is the happy hour before the end of the world and that stick dude has to eat his dog off of the fire, kinda like in Cormac McCarthy's book "The Road".

And I have said this many times, probbies on this blog...Didn't my ancestors work for hundreds of years to NOT sleep outside and pee in the woods? Well if I go and do that I am just throwing all their hard work in their face, and I can't do that!

I will honor my ancestors and make my own life is good t-shirt, with stick man sitting on a couch, with a remote, a beer and a computer and maybe a pizza, or cheese and crackers, depends on my mood.

Social Butterfly

2009-10-10T18:26:00.002-04:00

No not me...Mike and I have a friend, lets call him...Lane, because that's his name, Mike told me he is at a wedding this weekend in Colorado. Dude how many friends does he have?! He is at a wedding every month, flying all over the place for them. I realized that seriously I have like 6 friends. The ones I know through Mike are already married, except Ken and I don't see him getting married anytime soon. My other friends, 1 eloped, 1 is dating and 1 is engaged and she isn't getting married until Oct of next year! Lane is EVERYWHERE! Maybe its because he is Southern, he is very friendly so that might be how he gets invited to so many weddings. I don't want anymore friends! It would be exhausting. Unless a new friend lived like across the hall because pretty much I go to work, go to the gym, sit on couch, bed. And thankfully Mike likes to do that to cause I ain't goin out clubbin on the weekends, I may drink a glass of wine and watch Forensic Files and I am like YEA!

Long time

2009-10-04T15:46:00.002-04:00

Dude...haven't not written on this blog in sooooo long, like long enough for the whole web address not to show up when I started typing the beginning of it, oops. But I was busy! Okay not like super busy, nothing dramatic has happened but Mike and I were in Ireland for almost 2 weeks and we just got back last Wednesday. I needed a few days to recover and do awesome stuff like pick up prescriptions and do laundry.

I went to work on Friday so I could start catching up on stuff so tomorrow (Monday) shouldn't be so awful. I did have 360 e-mails though, that was fun.

(Oh my god I love candy corn, I am eating some right now and last year I didn't like it and now my teeth are going to fall out by the end of the month because I munch on this deliciousness every day, however I could only from the Autumn mix and it has the gross candy corn with the brown on the bottom so I have to dig for the good stuff, all the more satisfying.)

Okay so anyway...very exciting news...I think my town has a crazy lady! SOOOOO excited! I have seen her 3 times and I remember seeing her a few months ago and lady is crazy! She has gray frizzy crazy hair and she wears hot pink lip stick and tight jeans, oh and she has got to be in her 60s. She walks around with lots of shopping bags, the biggest being a GAP bag. Hot. She walks around the streets of our downtown area and talks very loudly, yelling occasionally. How I love to watch other people's drama, I may have to follow her one day (from afar of course) to observe the craziness. Oooooooo....delightful.

Big man

2009-09-10T13:42:00.002-04:00

I went to the dentist this morning so I spent 30 minutes there and 90 minutes trying to drive 8 miles to work, how nice. I was driving down Huntington Ave which this time of year should be called "look at all the dumb college kids who walk out into traffic and see how many I can almost injure". I was behind a silver Mercedes Benz who had an altercation with one of the creatures I just mentioned...slim shady decided it would be a good idea to bolt across the road in front of several cars and when he almost lost a knee cap to the benz's bumper proceeded to do that dance that people do...like "yea you wanna piece of me, yea come and get it". He was doing this dance at the car and then as the car went by cool kid hit the trunk a few times. Sigh. This is the youth of America, nice. I am sure your little rooster dance in your baggy pants falling off your ass-plaid shirt un-tucked-vitamin water toting self- totally showed that guy who was boss. Totally.

Friggin idiot.

Tales from the commuter rail, vol 4

2009-08-27T14:53:00.002-04:00

So there is this Asian woman who takes my train and also works where I work and I watch for her every day, here is why...as soon as the train pulls up to Ruggles she bolts out of the train and tries to run up the stairs. Tries to run up the stairs not does because there are about 60 people also walking up the stairs and they are usually not in any hurry to get to work. As soon as she gets to the top of the stairs and into Ruggles she then bolts through the train station and down the stairs to the shuttle, then she sits. When we get to Longwood Ave., yup she bolts out of the shuttle and runs into work. There are many reasons I find this amusing, first where the f*#$ are you going? I make it to work at the same time you do and lady I ain't running anywhere at 7:30am. And she is just running to go somewhere and wait, like the shuttle. If you want to get to work that fast then run there from the train station.

Another reason this daily running of the lady amuses me is her look, she has very thick glasses and her hair...oh her hair, its like a mushroom, that is how I would describe it. Its cut very short and is all puffy and big on the top so it looks like an upside down triangle. I wish I was friends with someone on the train, well actually I wish someone I am friends with already took the train because I really don't want to make a train friend, because I want to say to someone "And she's off..." and do a little race commentary every morning. I mean I do that already but its in my head and not nearly as fun as if I were to say it out loud.

Karma came back

2009-08-16T16:58:00.002-04:00

A while ago I had written about how I was being tested by the universe and karma and I think I passed. Then it all came back to me. Last Wednesday Erin, Liz and I went to Shecky's in the South End, its a shopping-a-poloza billed as a "Girl's Night Out". Its twice a year, you pay $15 for a ticket and you get awesome gift bags and access to all these vendors who are selling their products at discount prices. They also give you free drinks, they are basically trying to get you drunk so you buy more, very clever.

Anywho, we usually do a dry run around all the tables and see what they have, Erin however broke that rule and bought some really cute jewelry. Then we passed by a table full of bags which I have plenty of but 2 years ago at Shecky's I got the world's most perfect black bag. These bags were gorgeous! There was this beautiful brown leather one, ahhhhh, buttery tan leather, fun print inside, and it was huge! It was $115 but this girl is just starting out so if she was famous this bag would have been like $800, it was beautiful. So I said if we went around and we came back and the bag was still there I would get it. We came back like a half hour later and it was still there so I decided to buy it. Problem! She only took cash or check. Crap. I only had like $40 on me and that was for dinner after and I haven't carried around a check book in like 5 years. So I told the girl it wasn't meant to be but I took a card and promised to buy from there. In my head I was like, shit it will be full price but it was beautiful. So I turned around and walked over to the next table where Erin and Liz were.

Then the girl from the land of beautiful bags came over to me and said: "Do you want to just take the bag and you can send me a check?" I was like..."WHAT?! Really?! Are you serious?" SHE WAS! I asked her if she wanted my name or my phone number or my social security number? She said: "No, I trust you." DUDE! I hugged that bag for the rest of the night and told anyone who would listen how friggin awesome that woman was. I even found the owner of Shecky's to tell her.

I love my bag, love it! I sent her a check the next day and a thank you note. I am so glad she picked me!

Go to her website! http://livemia.com/

Boys need to watch Bridezillas

2009-08-03T20:24:00.003-04:00

I am yet again watching Bridezillas because these girls are friggin crazy! And so are the boys that are marrying them (because sorry, if you are 24 you are a boy). So most ladies I know who aren't married are pretty friggin awesome (ummmm including me) and I feel like their boys or other boys in general need to watch Bridezillas so they can see 1) what to avoid and 2) realize how lucky you are! No one I know (including me) would exclude their soon to be husband from major decisions about the wedding, ie. cake flavor decisions, making their friends their slaves instead of bridesmaids and yelling and nagging at their soon to be husbands. Dude with all of these girls I would be like...ummm get the f*&$ out of my house! So boys...just watch to see how lucky you are that you have such wonderful girls who actually love you for who you are. As the Beatles say...All you need is love.

blah blah blah

2009-08-02T14:32:00.002-04:00

So I haven't had anything to write lately because I try to be humorous but I haven't had anything that amusing happen to me lately. I really believe what comes around, and I had a few brushes with karma recently:

-while in NYC I was waiting with my aunt and cousin at F.I.T. for Jade to get out of fashion camp (yes such a thing exists) and I found someone's purse/wallet and turned it in to security

-on the plane home I found a man's ring in the bathroom and turned it over to the stewardess

-at CVS the lady in the pharmacy didn't charge me for a bottle of Tylenol so I went to the front and paid for it

I feel like I could have gone the other way in any of these situations if I was a dishonest person so to me I was being tested by the universe and I think I passed.

Other then that its been the usual, work, class (which is almost done!) and some traveling. Right now Mike is trapped on a plane on a runway in Baltimore waiting to come back from a boys weekend.

WTF part 1239

2009-07-20T18:57:00.003-04:00

So Mike and I watched the movie Milk, I thought it was awesome and it got Mike and I to talking about how the f*%$ do people actually think that being gay is evil? There was a woman who was on a religious crusade (or so it seemed) who wanted to punish people who were gay, and supported a law to fire all teachers who were deemed gay by the state government criteria. No one has ever said something to me or near me about hating someone who is of a different race or religion or sexual orientation. I think if anyone did I would have to say something or at least ask them not to say things like that near me. Actually now that I think about it, one of the placed I worked at and we had to screen people for donation and for some stupid reason gay men were not allowed to be organ donors because they had a higher risk of carrying an STD. Please! I know plenty of heterosexual women who had a much higher risk of getting an STD then a gay man, just total bullshit because we did blood tests so we would know if someone had AIDS or HIV. So this guy I worked with, who was a weirdo anyway, made a comment about some donors he had screened, he referred to one as a "fudge packer". I have to say I minorly flipped and told him to not ever speak like that in front of me again, I scolded a man who should have known a lot better, he was like 50 and I was 24!

Anyway, I just don't get it, I think it must have been drilled into their heads by someone and they must think its right to think that way. Everyone is allowed to think whatever they want but its awful if you think its okay to hate someone for something that is beyond their control.

WTF!

2009-07-07T07:49:00.003-04:00

So mike was a cranky bastard this morning because he didn't get enough sleep so I left without kissing him good bye! That hasn't ever happened before! Waaaaaaaaaaa.
I was going to drive to work because it is probably going to rain but I decided to take the train, awesome because I found a seat but we got to Ruggles and it was raining, and the train went too far down the track so the car that I was on was beyond where you are normally let off. Just meant a little hike in the rain while squishing in between the train car and a barrier. Lovely.
The shuttle (ha ha I just wrote shittle and how right that is!) had just arrived so I was able to hop right on, I was standing in front of some seats and a woman looked at me, looked at my dress (cute black with white polka dots, empire waist) and my stomach and asks "Oh do you want my seat?" Ummm...oh no you didn't! Apparently my empire waist dress made me look pregnant. Fab. I don't have a tummy that sticks out, I do abs every time I go to the gym! There are exceptions like when I have too much to eat and I have a food baby but I had a bowl of frosted mini wheats, which do not a food baby make! I just answered back: "No, thanks. I'm not pregnant I guess this is just a really un-flattering dress." She immediately turned red and looked down. Awesome. I then got to ride the whole way looking at her stupid big hair clip.

ooops

2009-06-27T09:19:00.003-04:00

So I cleaned the apt and I decided clean the stove, we have a self-cleaning stove and you just move the latch over and put it on clean and all the crap that was spilled in the stove bakes off. I have done it before and it takes like 4 hours so I turned it on and then went back to sitting on the couch. Mike came back from breakfast and walked in and was like: "What are you doing?" I looked up from the suction that is the internet completely unaware that the kitchen had filled with smoke. Mike: "You gotta put the fan on when you do that!" Ooops. He thought that the apt. smoke alarm would go off. Nope. He opened the front door and the condo fire alarm triggered and I started laughing, Mike was not quite as amused as me.

I told Mike to go get me an iced coffee and I would take care of this. I looked out the window and luckily only saw 2 people come out of our condo building so I knew not too many people were going to be disturbed by me. I saw Mike pacing on the phone, probably calling the building manager so I googled the non-emergency line for Norwood Fire Dept and called to tell them that I was an idiot and had set off the building alarm by trying to clean my stove but there wasn't an actual fire.

So I went outside and apologized profusely to our downstairs neighbors for being a jackass and setting of the alarm. I sent Mike away for iced coffee, again. I don't mind causing a fuss and being the center of attention but he isn't quite such a fan of it. Lights and sirens blaring, not 1 but 2 fire trucks and a command unit come to investigate my stove cleaning smoke out, I am guessing not a whole heck of a lot was going on in Norwood.

They shut the alarm off and brought out the PPD fan to clear out the smoke in the building so by the time Mike got back with the coffees everything was back to normal, except the burnt toast smell.

zee 30th year is upon us, I mean me

2009-06-22T20:45:00.002-04:00

54 days...54 days until I am zee big 3-0. The only thing that is bothering me is that I am still not comfortable with my body, like I still have issues with it. Like I think I am still a fatty mcfat fat. And its all about my own perception I know that but still this is the one thing. I think I am going to try AGAIN to start operation Hot Rebecca tomorrow but its sucks because I am starving all day. Perhaps I should be a grown up and realize that this is the way I am supposed to be but it blows because a normal female past-time, shopping, is so not fun for me because loud printed shirts and black pants can only go so far.

So once again...operation Hot Rebecca starts tomorrow, again.

Sigh.
I'm already hungry.

2009-06-17T19:31:00.002-04:00

I might actually one of the last sane people on earth, or well my idea of sane. Maybe I am just a huge bitch? But I don't think so...I think its that reality shows have warped my mind of how people should act. Of course I am watching Bridezillas and another girl is on it who wants to cry herself to sleep because her wedding party was not happy because she had an outdoor rehearsal in December and it is freezing out but she would like sympathy for her and is bemoaning "Why doesn't anyone love me?" I can actually think of about 35 reasons.
So these awful women are still getting married and they both treat their husbands-to-be awful! I don't get it. Why for the love of the pete would you stay with these horrible women!? When my friends and I were single we were always nice and not psycho and it took us forever to find men who didn't suck and loved us for us. Dude, everyone of these Bridezilla episodes I want to call the husbands and be like RUN!
Okay one of the crazy bitches has red eyeshadow, RED! WTF.

I need money, lots and lots of money

2009-06-15T10:35:00.002-04:00

How the hell does anyone afford ANYTHING! I don't get how people are thriving and it isn't just this economy but in general, how do you afford anything you want! I mean the big things, house being #1. Mike and I went to Home Depot and engaged in a little dream land play time...where we have a house, with a back yard and a patio or deck in which Mike can cook on a giant grill ($500) and there could be a little sitting area with cool deck furniture ($800) with a washer/dryer inside ($1600).

HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE!

Mike and I make pretty good money and we can't afford anything. I am frustrated because we both work hard (he works harder) and we can't get anything that we want. How are these people doing it?

And forget about that other thing that couples do if they have been together a while...that can cost up to $25,000! I don't get it.

Okay....

2009-06-08T18:48:00.005-04:00

So I am watching the new episode of Bridezillas and am AMAZED that anyone would want to marry either of these women! The first one is sooooo not cute and just yells at her poor fiance and the second one is throwing fits and gets into fights with everyone. How horrible and spoiled these girls are! Okay wait, the 25 yr old has 3 kids...she was busy! Oh and she just hit a crazy homeless woman in the head and is proud of it.
I thought when I was in my early 20s that it was okay to be a bitch but really all that accomplishes is making everyone upset, gets nothing done and makes you look like a tyrant. And the reason people are like this is because they have really low self esteem and are lost. Karma is going to bite these girls in the arse soon.
You can't give attention to people like that, just let them whine and bitch by themselves and don't paythem any mind. Its kinda like dealing with 13 yr old girls. I have had to deal with people like this and really the only way to deal with them is to ignore them even if they are 45 acting like this.
Okay wait...the red headed not cute girl is dressed in a Harry Potter outfit and her fiance is dressed like Batman, ummm no one else is dressed up.
Okay 5 minutes later...Batman is getting into a scuffle in a parking lot with a WT guy with a cigarette hanging out is his mouth and no shirt on. This is like COPS! But without the fuzzed out faces.

Rock City

2009-06-01T13:40:00.003-04:00

Mike and I are off to Detroit Rock City tomorrow, woo! We are going to see the Red Sox Tuesday and Wednesday night and to visit Mike's cousin Ann and her family, they live about an hour outside of Detroit. I googled stuff to do in Detroit and the search engine came back with "Why the hell would you go to Detroit for fun?" No it didn't really say that but I have been searching for stuff for us to do while we are out that way and I found a zoo which sounds pretty cool. Many people at work have asked me why I am going to Detroit and I of course am a wiseass and answer with something snarky, here are some examples of my answers to the question

"What are you going to do in Detroit?:

"I dunno, shoot up?"

"Visit the 8 Mile trailer park so I can fully understand the depth of Emimen's misery."

"Rock it with Kid Rock and be come one of his ladiez"

"Walk around with a sign that says "Ha ha ha motor industry, ha ha ha!"

Or a sign that says: "I got your bail out right here."

"Transport illegals to Canada from America."

"See if I can stand in 2 countries at the same time."

"Wear a t-shirt that says I heart Michael Moore." (Roger & Me documentary reference)

"Find me a Red Wing t-shirt to wear around my friend Ken and see how long it takes him to smack me!"

"Mike and I are going to restart the Motown sound"

I am annoyed

2009-05-26T17:14:00.004-04:00

I am not having a good day, I was pulled into 12000 different directions as soon as I got to work today, and I have girly time right now so that made me on the verge of tears all day and made me cranky and I still am. So my blog is the place I can vent so this is what is driving me friggin crazy right now:

crosswalks are there for a reason, if you walk out in front of cars not in a cross walk and then get pissy because a car doesn't stop...SUCK IT!
however, if someone, me, was trying to cross in the cross walk at the entrance to a hospital it would be nice if people in cars could not almost run over my feet that would be just fantastic
I know that a green light is really confusing but it means GO!
sometimes I am busy, and I will get back to you before the end of the day, I just can't get your answer RIGHT NOW
I hate the phone
why do people just not give a crap about stuff they really should?
Also where the F*$# is my US magazine...not even this week's LAST WEEKS! It's not here yet! Mailman you goin' down

As an aside...I realize I am very lucky in my life but its all relative and sometimes even the luckiest people get frustrated and annoyed.

In the news

2009-05-19T10:46:00.002-04:00

Currently in Boston news...a teenager coming home from a school sponsored Prom after party hit 2 pedestrians on his way home at 7:30am; one person was killed, a 67 yr old woman who was out walking her dog with her daughter. They showed an interview with one of the drunk driver's friends, her quote..."he is the nicest kid, he doesn't deserve this." Ummm...what? I don't care if he is the nicest person on the planet (and he isn't, a woman Mike works with named Jane is the nicest person on the planet) he drove drunk (10 beers) and KILLED SOMEONE! Do you think she deserved to die a painful traumatic death? He messed up and now someone is dead and I am sure he wishes he could take it back but he can't, but don't go on the news saying he doesn't deserve this, just shut up.

Another news item is that someone was shot in the stomach on the Harvard campus, wasn't a student. All the people they interviewed about the shooting were "amazed that something like this could happen here." Really? Amazed? Really? Harvard is an open campus where anyone can walk around and Cambridge is in a large metro area where there are lots of people, some who aren't the most upstanding citizens so maybe someone will get shot. Ta da! Come on Harvard undergrads aren't you supposed to be the best and the brightest?

Condo Meeting

2009-05-12T09:35:00.002-04:00

Mike and I went to the condo association meeting last night, it was held at the town's civic center...lovely building that it is. It smells like mildew and Lysol in there.

We walked into the room right at 7 when it the meeting was supposed to begin, of course they wanted to wait and see if anyone else showed up because out of 24 units 4 people were there and that includes us and we are from the same unit. A few more people trickled in...

Dude...I don't know who these people are but damn! From what rock did the crawl out from under!?

Mike and I were like the Tom Brady and Gisele of that meeting! There were 2 people, 1 man and 1 woman who together probably weighed 700 lbs, split evenly between the 2 of them. The 40 yr old virgin was sitting next to me pants hiked up to his knees and charming white tube socks on display. One of the condo board members, yea I am pretty sure she was 900 years old.

But from the meeting I learned something wonderful! Mike is a liar liar pants on fire! He told me dogs were not allowed...guess what? THEY ARE! They just have to be under 25lbs which is perfect because my french bulldog name Francois would be like 8 lbs! Woo hoo! Now I shall just slowly wear him down...

update...

2009-05-07T12:40:00.003-04:00

So I know I haven't written on my blog in a while but I have been busy! Well maybe not that busy but I didn't have anything funny to write because I just want to sit on my couch. I was going to write something on here about something serious but f*&# that...so this morning I came into work through the giant revolving door and when I got into the building I almost tripped over a baby. Now the baby wasn't wandering around, I don't think it had the muscle control to do that yet. It was sitting in a car seat/carrier thing. A sight like this isn't that unusual considering where I work but the problem was no adult was near said baby. So I went over to the valet parking person figuring they could call security...

"Umm...there is a random baby over there."

Confusion crossed the attendant's face. "Where?"

Me: "Right there, next to the door"

Dummy: "With a parent?"

Smarty pants: "Noooo...it's alone, in front of the revolving door"

1 minute passes...

Valet extraordinaire: "Oh look someone picked it up"

Me: "Oh"

I see a woman walking away with the car seat/carrier.

I hope the person who picked up the baby was it's mother or at least it's owner person...who the f*** leaves a baby alone in a seat in FRONT OF A REVOLVING DOOR!!!!

Idiot!

You never know who is sleeping next to you...

2009-04-21T15:14:00.002-04:00

So the "Craig's List Killer" has been caught around Boston and the media world is in overdrive right now because the boy next door type, handsome, medical student, engaged, upstanding citizen was found to be a psychopath with violence issues towards women.
I am fascinated by the hoopla over this! I agree that it is very tragic that the poor girl was murdered...but...you never know who anyone really is. From the outside everyone looks "normal", the people who you think look like crazy people just aren't that good at keeping their crazy under control. This stuff happens all the time...Ted Bundy was a good looking guy, engaged to be married and a serial killer...the BTK (bind-torture-kill) killer was married with kids and was a cub scout leader. You can't tell what people are really like, the person in the office down the hall from you could go home from work and rub Crisco on themselves while watching the Home Shopping Network.
I am going to bet that this 22 yr old guy, the Craig's List Killer, has probably been having issues for a long time, probably liked to tie up women or was into S & M, which is fine to do but it can also indicate some "issues", he may have been doing this for a very long time or building up to it. I don't think he was going to kill anyone else, not random people like his neighbors, he was looking for specific people to assault and rob and then he would just walk away. That he could get away with it was what may have driven him. I think the girl who was killed fought back and to shut her up he killed her.
His fiance put out a statement saying there is no way that the police have the right guy, but I think she is just going through the stages of grief. It is sad to see her wedding registry online, you can almost see the home she had envisioned for them and the life she was creating.
This is going to mess up a lot of lives.

Marathon

2009-04-20T09:42:00.002-04:00

So I am watching the Boston Marathon right now...from home because I work in downtown Boston so that means I get the day off! Pretty much because there is no way I would be able to get to work and get home in a resonable amount of time. Well maybe I could but I am glad I don't have to.

Mike and I went running yesterday...ummm...I think there is a very good chance we will never be elite runners. Maybe we will shock ourselves and be able to run in basically underwear someday but I am going to bet there is a 98% chance of that not happening. We mapped our run on the interweb and it is 2.66 miles, Mike wants to do a 5K in June so this is good practice but damn we are not runners. Mike was having problems with his foot from a run the other day so that started hurting him and my lungs felt like they are burning if I run too long without taking a break. We made it to about 2 miles and we stopped to walk because Mike's foot hurt, my left hamstring felt like a rubber band about to break and my butt muscles hurt. That wasn't even 2 miles!!!!! People today are running 14 times that, in a row! Dude.

I did make it a full mile without stopping though, so thats a positive.

Off to the gym to read my US magazine and then back here to watch more marathon...once I see Rick and Dick Hoyt running I will probably burst into tears as I do every time I see a picture of them.

Nail time

2009-04-05T13:22:00.003-04:00

So this isn't an angry rant but maybe an example of how I have changed...Yesterday I went to Arlington for a day o' fun with Erin which included nails, lunch and a movie. We went to a nail place around the corner from Erin's house, she got the old lady that razors the bottom of your feet off and I got the guy. (background info for those of you who don't get your nails did often, a mani-pedi should take MAXIMUM 1 hour)

Erin's lady gets right to work on her fire walker feet and I put my feet into the blue water and play with my massage chair...and I wait, and wait. There is one woman giving a manicure to another girl and then there is approximately 14 yr old boy with his collar flipped up wandering around. He sits down and begins the most meticulous pedicure I have ever had...it was like he had OCD with my feet. I bent down after about 30 minutes and said "They don't have to be perfect". I rolled my eyes at Erin as her lady began to paint her nails and I was still getting my feet scrubbed. He turned his head and watched Babar on the TV for a good 3 minutes while sanding down my feet until I finally said "That's enough" fearing bone might start showing.

Erin went and got her nails did and asked her lady to do my nails when she was done with her but by the time I was finally getting my toes painted it had been an hour and 40 minutes since I sat down, my ass was asleep and the water was cold. I decided to forgo the manicure and Erin said she felt bad since she had seen the state of my cuticles.

We left and got lunch but missed the movie...But Erin did think I had changed because she was pretty sure the old me would have thrown a fit and maybe slapped the guy when he watched Babar. So progress, right?

I can't turn it on

2009-04-03T10:13:00.002-04:00

I know I haven't posted in a while but I haven't had anything funny to say...and I don't want to fill the Internet with angry rants because I don't want to put more negativity out into the world, there is enough!

I have changed my attitude in the past few weeks and I have been having a great time with it, I don't want to bitch about stuff because it doesn't solve anything. I am thankful for everything I have in my life and I don't want to waste time criticizing others and passing judgement on people I don't know. I know that sometimes I will come across people who don't think they way I do and will act in ways that I don't understand and I may initially get upset but that will only last about a half a second.

I am very lucky and very grateful for everything I have in my life. I think that if you act and think negative, that is all you will bring into your life and I don't want that.

Target

2009-03-20T20:05:00.002-04:00

Usually when I go to Target I spend way too much money but normally I enjoy everything that I see, well almost everything but normally I don't cringe. I was walking down the aisle near the women's clothing and I looked to my left and went "ew"...the offending piece of clothing...white bike shorts, with Lycra and...(wait for it)...a white lace overlay! (EWWWWWWW!) I think that "style" was popular when I was 11 and it wasn't good then.

(oooo I am eating reduced fat oreos and I totally just ate one that tastes like a toasted marshmallow! yum!)

I went to Target to buy my friend Torrey some baby essentials as she is currently cookin' up a little one and ummm...damn kids are expensive! Not even the main stuff like cribs and a stroller but onesies, a boppy and chew toys for kids, holy crap! I was pricing stuff as I was walking around and all I could do was compare prices of stuff to what I would spend that money on....a crib=a facial, a saucer=a massage and on and on...I don't think I could handle that, and that's why sometimes I think I missed the memo on all of that.

I hate people

2009-03-15T16:35:00.002-04:00

Much to my dismay the state of the human race is declining. People are just RUDE! People seem to just not care and assume that someone else will take care of...whatever it is. 2 examples from this morning: Mike and I went to the coffee shop to get coffee and bagel sammichs; the hot coffee I got was making me feel ill for some reason so I decided to go back up and get an iced coffee. However it was very hard in which to purchase said iced coffee because some girl, who I will now refer to as "entitled piece of crap" was blocking the entire counter as she chatted with her friend. I had to reach around her to get my coffee. nice.
Then we went to the grocery store, as we made our way to the vegetable aisle I looked over and saw that 2 packages of bagged spinach had fallen on the floor. I then watched several people walk by them without a second glance, WTF people! So I went over and picked up the fallen bags of spinach off the floor and put them back, it took me all of 30 seconds to do this. I hate people.

WTF is with people?

2009-03-11T19:50:00.003-04:00

I used to hate those posters that they used to sell in like Record Town or those poster fairs that came through all the colleges. The posters I speak of are the ones that said "All I needed to know in life I learned in/from..."; it could have been from Yoda or Mr. Rogers or in the kitchen or kindergarten. Those posters bugged but then I got older and was out in the world and realized everything I ever needed to know in life, like how to behave, I really did learn when I was a kid. I technically didn't go to kindergarten in a school, I went to a place called Berkshire's Center for Families in Children, so I went there for pre-school and kindergarten (side note-I was kept in dring recess to do advanced math, I know it was advanced because we did math out of the same book I had in second grade, I remember it...a butterfly was on the cover).

So anyway...this is what I was taught in kindergarten and I really think that a lot of people have forgotten:

play nice with your neighbor

wait your turn

in the hallway and on staircases stay to the right

eat your vegetables

nap time is essential

run around a some point during the day (recess)

be nice to your mom and your dad, and your brothers and sisters

say please and thank you

pee in the toliet

The show 24 is stupid

2009-03-04T14:03:00.002-05:00

I may have written about this before, but I can't remember...but anyway, I think the show 24 on Fox is stupid. Why you ask? Because they leave out essential parts of people's lives, stuff they HAVE to do. I don't care if you are Jack Bauer and are saving the world all the time but they are 3 things human beings HAVE to do or they will die: eat, sleep and poop. They never show anyone doing any of these things on 24. And yea, I have had many arguments with people about this, people who lurve the show and I have heard it all...that wouldn't be good television, they are doing that in the commercials or when the story isn't focusing on that particular character. Whatever, its all BS! At some point one of the characters is going to have to choke down a protein bar or something! And with all Jack Bauer's traveling in strange countries how come he can get there is 1 hour...how come we never get shots of him sitting on a plane staring out the window? I was home sick yesterday (because that's what happens to people!) so this would be my episode of 24...beep...beep...beep

0000-0100: sleeping

0100-0200: sleeping

0200-0300: wake up, look at clock, drink glass of water, go back to sleep

0400-0500: sleeping (mike wakes up because I have a coughing fit)

0500-0600: wake up, decided feel like crap, call in sick to work

0600-0700: eat bowl of Cheerios, take cold medicine, go back to sleep

0700-0800: sleeping

0800-0900: sleeping

0900-1000: sleeping

1000-1100: sleeping

1100-1200: wake up, drink more water, check e-mails and perezhilton.com

1200-1300: eat left over chicken parm, chat on IM with Erin

1300-1400: Watch "Into the Wild" while laying on couch

1400-1500: still watching "Into the Wild", got up to pee at some point and refill water glass

1500-1600: sleeping

1600-1700: sleeping

1700-1800: Mike comes home, I apologize for throwing his sweatpants at him night before

1800-1900: Mike makes dinner, I eat the mashed potatoes

1900-2000: Watch Family Guy while eating ice cream

2000-2100: Watch more Family Guy in bed

2100-0000: sleeping

bleep...bleep...bleep

Dee-lighful

2009-02-22T17:17:00.002-05:00

Mike and I are on vacation, we leave for warm weather and beaches tomorrow morning so by this time tomorrow hopefully I will be at my hotel and wearing a t-shirt. Score! But we have been in vacation mode the past 2 days which is awesome but I know some marrieds with children might think we have a fast paced life or something, with our travel and our nights out and stuff. I think we just have a more relaxed life then people with kids and responsibilities. These are the highlights of our super cool day: I got a pedicure and bought Mike packets of Metamucil to take on our trip. I watched Kill Bill Vols 1 and 2 but missed most of vol 2 because I took an hour and a half nap during most of it. During my nap Mike played Madden on his play station and is still playing right now and I think he has been playing for a total of 3 hours. Nice.
See a blog can't always be funny but I felt bad because I haven't written in 11 days! Dude! Mike got a limo to take us and our friends to the airport tomorrow which kinds rocks. I have to say as far as boyfriends go he is pretty top dog. My last boyfriend (I refer to him as a poop head) and I once went on vacation, to the cape, for 2 days. yea.....
One another rockin note, I just foud 3 Bud Light bottles that I forgot about in the fridge! Woo hoo!

What Willy Wonka taught us.

2009-02-10T19:12:00.002-05:00

Family Guy was just on and it was the episode where Peter visits Pawtucket Pete at the Pawtucket Brewery, its a take on Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. There are Chumba-wumbas instead of Oompa-Loompas (PS I was an Oopma-Loompa for Halloween a few years ago, I rocked it). As I was listening to the Family Guy episode I was thinking about Willy Wonka and that movie did teach us many lessons, well the old movie with Gene Wilder not the creepy new one with Johnny "Hey Rebecca let's make a baby" Depp. Here are my thoughts or the lessons that I saw in the Willy Wonka original movie:

Be nice to your grandparents

Even orange midgets with green hair can get a job

Don't overindulge in sweets or you might get sucked into a chocolate river

Don't pick your nose, its gross

When people tell you not to eat something, don't eat it!

Watching too much TV is bad for you

Burping however, is good for you

Being a spoiled brat will make people not like you, and perhaps get you stuck in a trash chute with your overweight father

Honesty is the best policy

If you wear a top hat all the time you will be single

F&%#@! Commuter rail!

2009-02-09T17:42:00.004-05:00

So this morning Mike dropped me off at the train, I'm trying to reduce my carbon footprint; I got there at 6:38am and the lights were blinking indicating that the train was 3 minutes away. Score!

I run to the other side to wait for the train...and wait...and wait...ummm, train less then 3 minutes does not equal 15 minutes. So I look at the scrolling message center and 2 minutes ago it had said trains were running "on or near schedule", but now it read "Unknown delay time, mechanical difficulties." In train speak that means if you are waiting for the train and if you had somewhere to be on time, HA! It also means that no other train can get by the disabled train so really no hope. There was supposed to be a 7:05am train, it is stuck behind my train, so we wait...it's kinda cold but I have a book so I am occupied. So then a train comes, at 7:20am, I get on and snag a seat that was being occupied by someone's suitcase, ummm...no! Train lurches forward and lights go off. Nice.

We sit at Norwood Center for another 25 minutes, I call work and say I am trapped on the train and will be late. I see someone running through the parking lot towards the train, yea...no need.

The other "guests" on the train begin to rumble, I do say out loud "This is ridiculous", the guy across from me said he just saw an engineer walk by with a part. A part! What part? Did a wheel fall off?!

Another train (the would be 7:05am) gets behind us and has to push us to Boston, that train makes all the stops whereas the 6:43am (my original train) only makes 2 other stops before Ruggles. We travel to Boston being pushed, the little commuter rail that couldn't at about a speed of negative 3 miles an hour (obviously being sarcastic here) and I get to work an hour late.

I think I might be dumb sometimes

2009-02-07T13:01:00.002-05:00

Okay I think I might be a little dumb because I was watching TV and there was a commercial for California's happy cows, like the ones where they have cows auditioning to be California's next happy cow. So this cow was from Tokyo, and this is what went through my head: "They have cows in Japan?"

Sigh.

Dude, who is doing your advertising?

2009-02-02T19:08:00.003-05:00

I feel like I need to find the company that Burger King is using for their PR or actually who is doing their advertising. An angry Whopper? Really? I enjoy food, hamburgers and cheeseburgers included in that but I don't enjoy angry anything. Angry salads, angry streak, angry chicken, don't want to eat anything angry. I mean I assume the animals I consume weren't exactly thrilled when they were killed but I can deal with eating a sad hamburger or maybe a terrified one but I prefer my food to be complacent not pissed off.

25 things

2009-01-30T21:09:00.004-05:00

So there is this new thing going around Facebook, which is 25 random things about yourself, I decided to post it here. Its nothing ground breaking, some people's 25 things are very long but usually at work I am very busy so I like to put things in bullet points and this is the same kind of thing...I have nothing interesting to say on my blog, maybe after this weekend...I am going to da Pitts for what will essentially be a 10 yr high school reunion...

25. I like Rootbeer but hate rootbear flavored things
24. Cottage cheese makes me gag
23. I miss my Gramma Nancy every day
22. If I could go back in time I would go to medical school
21. I go into anaphylaxis if I get stung by a bee
20. ER smells, ha! Try working in a morgue for 4 years!
19. I once saw a man cut in half at the waist, I mean after it was done
18. I love Britney Spears music
17. When I was little I ran away from home for like 2 hours, I hid behind the washing machine with a peanut butter sandwich until I got bored
16. I used to drive a fire engine and an ambulance
15. I like to think I am like Tina Fey
14. I had my heart broken in Ireland
13. I have never loved anyone as much as I love my brother
12. I think Erin is my soul mate
11. I hate black jelly beans!
10. I won the spirt stick at cheerleading/dance camp, I still have it!
9. I want to be a mommy some day
8. I have disaster plans in place (terriosts, aliens, tidal waves, zomie attacks-I'm ready!)
7. Mike (my bf) is one of the best people I have ever met in my life
6. I could watch Family Guy non-stop for years
5. I don't like pie, except for pumpkin
4. I am obsessive about taking care of my skin (45 sunscreen, I don't mess around)
3. I don't have an appendix anymore
2. Mike became my boyfriend when I had my appendix out and he came to the hospital and saw me get a shot in my butt
1. I sleep 8-10 hours a night

Ooooo I thought of something!

2009-01-25T11:33:00.002-05:00

Okay so Mike and I met some friends at Tahiti in Dedham last night, the place is a total dive but they have loungy chairs and its awesome because like the cream of society is totally not there so we are so friggin good looking when we go there, it rocks! I mean if it gets to the point where I look like I fit in there, then I will need an intervention like on A&E, but if I do have to have an intervention I would prefer the lady intervention-er and not the guy one, he is weird.

So anywho, as we were sitting there at the Tahiti I gazed around at our fellow patrons, behind us was the weird dude who I yelled at on Christmas night. It was gross he was trying to flirt with these older ladies and he kept bumping into me with his chair so I finally at yelled at him to stop shoving me! Dude he has dyed black hair at the age of 70, you ain't foolin anyone homey.

Anywho...so I look over to the right and there was a younger girl with her father and who I deduced with my powers of deduction was her step-mother. She was like going to town mowing down on her fingers, it was gross and totally weird. And she kept doing it so I think she must have been on drugs or something or really hungry. It was nasty.

2009-01-25T10:24:00.002-05:00

I know I haven't been blogging a lot recently but when I blog I usually want to write something funny and I can't turn it on Dr. Gimpy!
Nothing has happened lately that is blog worthy, I get up, I go to work, 3 days a week I go to the gym and I eat and sleep at some point. I watch an awful lot of ESPN Sportscenter and read a book a week, lately I have been very boring. Eek. Like today for all of my awesome-ness I am going to go food shopping and possibly do my taxes. Crap. I am like totally on my way to adulthood however I refuse to act like one all the time! I am still in shock that people I went to high school with have like 6 year old children! Sometimes more then 1! I can't even fathom that, I mean its Sunday morning and its 11am and I haven't even gotten dressed yet and I am watching "Enchanted."