Though I vowed to do nothing but love these puppies, I have made myself useful and done a few mid-day check-ins and enouraged them to do their business out-of-doors. And played some soccer. Lola is barely bigger than the ball and Obi matches it. It’s a little confusing.
My blog is hosted on WordPress and you can see what types of searches people make that lead them here. Usually, it’s just my name or my named spelled wrong… until today: God bless the person who Googled, “can you overdose on pork?” and then clicked on the first link. I wonder how much pork… [Read more…]
My friend Dana’s raves about Stieg Larsson’s Millennium series prompted me to picked up the first book (The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo) in the airport on my way back from Denver. I’ve been slowly devouring it ever since, knowing that I would hit a point where it would be impossible for me to put it… [Read more…]
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I’m 30,000 feet up in the air, blogging. How neat is that? I frickin’ love Alaska Airlines. Their bag fee is only $15 for your first bag. The check in process at Sea-Tac is easy to navigate and super fast. They still give you a tiny bag of trail mix to eat. They have in-flight… [Read more…]
Absolutely not one single interesting thing has happened to me this week – in large part because I haven’t left the house in days (the last remnants of disgusting snot are still clinging to me and tissues), plus I seem to be ON CALL for Joanna’s ever-changing wedding festivity plans throughout the day. Trying to… [Read more…]
I’m writing this from a couch in Brooklyn, where I’ve spent the last six nights trying to sleep through the heat, humidity and noise that appear on my list of reasons NOT to consider moving to NYC… which is actually a surprisingly short list because this city is so amazing. Now that I know that… [Read more…]
We tried to get Cherry to go in to labor by singing “Hit Me Baby One More Time”. It didn’t work. Love karaoke @ Bush Gardens.
For once in my life, I’m actually prepared for Charissa to come visit. In the past (back in the days when I was gainfully employed), her visits would always coincide with traumatic life chaos. My dishes were ALWAYS dirty, my laundry was always strewn about, I had a million things to do and I often… [Read more…]
It’s funny. The days that I say to myself, “I’ll just take it easy” are the days that I get my butt kicked. The days that I say to myself, “I’m GOING FOR IT” end up being the days when I can barely balance on one leg. I was so horrible yesterday that I couldn’t… [Read more…]
I just don’t feel like I’m making any progress. I still can’t survive through “standing head to knee” pose, which means I’m still far from being able to kick my foot out at all. Triangle pose is killing me, and though my left arm is a bit more comfortable underneath my body during the Locust… [Read more…]
From Drop Box The purpose of the NYC trip was to attend my very first EPIP board meeting in Tarrytown, NY. I had been consumed with travel anxiety around the logistics, since there was a train ride out of the city involved. Thank GOODNESS my friend and colleague felt the same way (or at least… [Read more…]
First of all, my sleep schedule is totally and completely out of whack. Since last Tuesday when I drank coffee after 3pm and couldn’t sleep, to Wednesday when I stayed up all night and got on a plane at 6am, to traveling to the East Coast and suffering through the time difference was rough… [Read more…]
One: I’m going to be super upset if Positive Mattributes ends up with some kind of book deal or movie script before me. Two: did I, or did I not coin the phrase, “hot goss”? I did, didn’t I? I did! Three: make my roommate’s boyfriend stop talking to me.
I was just begging Justin Timberlake to come out with some new music, and lo and behold, Timbaland delivers this: I think this means there are good things to come.
Yesterday it occurred to me that what I’ve been thinking of as “becoming a better person” might actually just be “super single behavior”. Take my Saturday, for example. Instead of celebrating Zoey and Kelli’s birthdays, I spent the entire day preparing for a 4:30 Bikram yoga class. My prep involved drinking 2.5 liters of water,… [Read more…]
I am sitting on the couch, debating just how much time I should allow myself to get ready before meeting a bunch of people at the Unicorn and then at Havana. And I’m thinking about how proud I am for suddenly getting super involved in a whole bunch of different things. Here’s what I’m up… [Read more…]
I’m disappointed by how few of my friends are familiar with Bye Bye Birdie. That, plus The Sound of Music, The Parent Trap, The Point, and all the Disney classics were the staples of my upbringing. So the point is, I bought this super soft neon-ish green slouchy sweater yesterday because of the sweater Anne… [Read more…]
I’m getting more paranoid in my old age. Not about anything that perhaps I SHOULD be worrying about (car, job, $$), but instead I find myself worrying about really stupid stuff. Like meat. I’ve spent hours agonizing about meat and fish. Why? I don’t know. There’s no good reason, but suddenly I’m SUPER concerned about… [Read more…]
Every so often, Elizabeth’s family adopts me for an afternoon- like yesterday, for example. It’s one of the best kinds of Sunday Fundays… just wait and see. Concerned that boredom might set in, I accepted an invitation to go thrift store shopping with Eliz and her mom. No, that’s not a mom joke. I really… [Read more…]
July 16, 2010
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