First, I'd like to say Happy belated New Year to all my Korean people out there! I forget about this every year until my mom reminds me the weekend before and gives me random food to celebrate. This year I got a bag of peanut M&Ms, a ton of rice cake treats and some spicy tofu thing.
Anywho…
This past week has been a strange week for me. I feel like I've encountered more random bad things than good. Without sounding too whiny (who am I kidding? That's what I do!), I realize that I have my health and nothing I'm about to complain about is really that awful… but it's my blog and I'll bitch if I want to. However, I'm going to try to balance out my complaints with something positive.
Glass half empty
My cleaning lady's schedule changed. What does this mean? She had to pick up a 9-5 job because most of her clients have cancelled their services with her therefore she can only clean in the evenings or the weekends. Unfortunately - this is when we're home and it is horribly uncomfortable to hang around your house when someone is cleaning it. So - we cancelled her services. Now we have to suck it up and super clean our house. I felt a little guilty about cancelling on her considering others have also cancelled but…
Glass half full
We are now saving $75 a month AND she pulled up in a BMW. She doesn't seem like she's hurting too too badly.
Glass half empty
I gained back a lot of my detox/cleanse diet weight. Although a lot is probably an exaggeration considering it was only 3-4 lbs. But it still kind of sucks.
Glass half full
It's Baltimore Restaurant Week this week so I've had the opportunity to eat at some fabulous restaurants. Friday night, The Mr and I had a date at Gertrude's (inside the Baltimore Museum of Art). Fantastic. I highly recommend it.
Saturday was a birthday dinner for one of my fave people, Geoff. I'd happily gain 3 lbs for him. I have plans to visit 2 other restaurants this week and am stoked.
Glass half empty
To balance out the gluttonous dining out, I finally went for a run outside on Saturday. It took me about an hour to get psyched up for it. I lounged around in my running gear for about an hour. I checked Facebook. I straightened up. Finally - I went. I was a little excited because it was sunny, I was using my Nike+ iPod thingamabob that I've only used one other time (it's supposed to be a good motivator for me for outdoor running) and I was getting serious about running outside.
Well, my Nike+ Ipod thingamabob wouldn't work. The connector wasn't connecting to the sensor and at this point, it was too frickin' cold for me to figure out why. Then about halfway through my run, I noticed a few snowflakes. The few snowflakes turned into more snowflakes and then at about mile 2.5, it was a BLIZZARD. I was blinded by snow. I quickly hopped in my car and drove home. An hour later? The sun was back out and people think I'm making up this whole freak blizzard thing since all evidence was gone.
Oh and my Nike+ iPod thingy? Yeah - it definitely worked at home. I didn't have it properly clicked into my shoe.
Glass half full
At least I managed to squeeze in a 2.5 mile run.
Glass half empty
I ordered a juicer from Amazon a couple of weeks ago. After my detox diet debaucle, I decided that I really wanted to try this whole juicing thing. I found a rather inexpensive juicer (compared to most of them) and ordered it.
I was stoked when it arrived but then…
It didn't frickin' work! Yarg!
Glass half full
I contacted the company and they responded immediately to apologize for the inconvenience and to say that they'd pay for the return shipping and issue me a full refund.
Glass half empty
Back to the juicer saga, there aren't any additional juicers left so the company can't send me a replacement juicer.
Glass half full
I technically didn't pay for it. I was awarded a gift card to Amazon so at least this isn't something I truly paid for. I think I'd probably be Incredible Hulk angry if that were the case.
Glass half empty
My spring graduate school semester started last night. I didn't think the semester started until Wednesday (I still have no idea why I thought this). A co-worker/classmate just happened to e-mail me yesterday morning asking if I had seen the syllabus. That is when I noticed I had class. I was definitely NOT in the mindset for class last night.
Glass half full
The professor is awesome! And the people are even more hilarious (mostly unintentional). This should be an interesting semester.
Glass half empty
I was going to work on my new blog over the weekend. Really - I was. That's why I didn't post anything last week aside from Monday's bit about Top 5. I was really committing to the switch. Well - when I went to buckle down and do it, the computer crashed. YARG!
Glass half full
The computer is back up. That's all I've got. Maybe I'll make the switch in Feb 1st?
How has everyone else been lately?
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Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Re-evaluating my Top 5
I know I should probably talk about this momentous day but let's be honest... everyone and their mothers are talking about the inauguration. I don't think we need another blog post reflecting on this occasion.
Instead - I'll talk about something completely frivolous and ridiculous. My celebrity Top 5. Don't pretend you don't have one. I think Ross Gellar even laminated his list.
Over the years, my Top 5 has kind of shifted between the same celebrities:
Jake Gyllenhaal
Jude Law
Matthew McConaughey
Justin Timberlake
David Beckham
I usually always fall back on the celebrities above. There are some celebs that I will always love though like Keanu Reeves (thanks for the reminder, Willikat!), Robert Downey, Jr, Andrew McCarthey (only AM from the 80s though) and some others.
However, I've decided that it is time to revamp my list. While I still hold a special place in my heart (and pants) for the men above, my taste is shifting...
I bring to you, my new list:
Paul Rudd
He's cute and hilarious. I've always been soft on him since Clueless! The Mr said he's really short but his hio says he's 5'9". That's about my height. I can live with that... I'll just wear flats!
Jason Segal
Ever since How I Met Your Mother has started, I have fallen for Jason Segal. Adorable and hilarious! Freaks and Geeks was fantastic (and is very much missed) but he has really made "How I Met Your Mother" one of the best shows on TV right now. And I love him for it.
Neil Patrick Harris
Clearly "How I Met Your Mother" is one of my favorite shows. Adding NPH to my list is tough only because he's gay (so clearly I'm barking up the wrong tree) but how can you not love him? I was actually ridiculously upset that our DVR jacked up our recording of SNL! I didn't see anything from it. Yarg!
Zachary Levi
I f'n love Chuck. Love it. And seriously - his whole cute, funny always messing things up but somehow things work out for the best just melts my heart.
Okay - coming up with one more is proving difficult but I'm seeing a trend of extreme hotness being replaced with hilarity.
I told The Mr he should feel good and not at all threatened about the fact that I'm not drooling over really really ridiculously good looking men with ridiculously hot bodies (although I wouldn't complain if presented with one) and that I just find funny to be sexy. His response? "So are you saying I'm not funny?"
Who tops your list?
Instead - I'll talk about something completely frivolous and ridiculous. My celebrity Top 5. Don't pretend you don't have one. I think Ross Gellar even laminated his list.
Over the years, my Top 5 has kind of shifted between the same celebrities:
Jake Gyllenhaal
Jude Law
Matthew McConaughey
Justin Timberlake
David Beckham
I usually always fall back on the celebrities above. There are some celebs that I will always love though like Keanu Reeves (thanks for the reminder, Willikat!), Robert Downey, Jr, Andrew McCarthey (only AM from the 80s though) and some others.
However, I've decided that it is time to revamp my list. While I still hold a special place in my heart (and pants) for the men above, my taste is shifting...
I bring to you, my new list:
Paul Rudd
He's cute and hilarious. I've always been soft on him since Clueless! The Mr said he's really short but his hio says he's 5'9". That's about my height. I can live with that... I'll just wear flats!
Jason Segal
Ever since How I Met Your Mother has started, I have fallen for Jason Segal. Adorable and hilarious! Freaks and Geeks was fantastic (and is very much missed) but he has really made "How I Met Your Mother" one of the best shows on TV right now. And I love him for it.
Neil Patrick Harris
Clearly "How I Met Your Mother" is one of my favorite shows. Adding NPH to my list is tough only because he's gay (so clearly I'm barking up the wrong tree) but how can you not love him? I was actually ridiculously upset that our DVR jacked up our recording of SNL! I didn't see anything from it. Yarg!
Zachary Levi
I f'n love Chuck. Love it. And seriously - his whole cute, funny always messing things up but somehow things work out for the best just melts my heart.
Okay - coming up with one more is proving difficult but I'm seeing a trend of extreme hotness being replaced with hilarity.
I told The Mr he should feel good and not at all threatened about the fact that I'm not drooling over really really ridiculously good looking men with ridiculously hot bodies (although I wouldn't complain if presented with one) and that I just find funny to be sexy. His response? "So are you saying I'm not funny?"
Who tops your list?
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Random Blurb about Heroin
I'm falling back into that whole, "I don't know what to blog about" phase in my life again. I feel that there is too much going on or nothing worth blogging about. It's tough - I try to keep this blog light and somewhat humorous but am not feeling very funny about anything as of late.
Actually - I take that back. I find this to be hilarious but unfortunately can't afford to go. Well, I could afford to go but really? Not worth the money. However the idea of singing karaoke with Jordan Knight is not something you can really put a price tag on.
I go through the day with a lot of random stuff happening to me and am always struck with the idea of, "I should totally blog about that" but essentially end up forgetting what I was going to write about and when I do remember, so much time has passed that it doesn't seem worth it anymore.
But I will blog about heroine because I remembered my thought of "great blog topic!" from my drive home yesterday.
So I live in Baltimore city. Big city = heroin junkies. This isn't news. I am, however, shocked from time to time by the number of heroin junkies I see on a daily basis and at what time they're high.
I live next door to a junkie. Actually - I live next door to an alcoholic (who apparently knows kung fu and carries a gun with him. His words, not mine… but you'll understand why I never correct him when he calls me Britney). The alcy's roomie is a junkie. A very nice junkie, but a junkie. The Mr and I have come home on several occasions to see junkie roomie on the front porch with his eyes half open just kind of rocking back and forth.
Anywho - I was driving home and saw a young lady just strolling down the street, stumbling all over the place, same look on her face as my neighbor and all I could think was, "wow - it's only 4:30pm and it's freezing outside. No thank you." Clearly I am not meant for junkie-dom because I doubt cravings have timeframes and weather limits.
My big question is - how did they get there? I mean - you hear reports that weed is the gateway drug and to that I say, "shenanigans!" because that's a load of crap. I don't see how smoking leads to stabbing yourself with a needle. Call me crazy…
But really - at what point does it seem like a good idea to try it? I mean - didn't we all grow up with afterschool specials, D.A.R.E. and Law & Order? I can understand cocaine because its portrayal is generally that of glamourous and high-powered people. I can even understand meth just because Stephanie Tanner and Fergie were meth addicts.
But heroin?
I don't even like getting my finger pricked for a blood test and that is getting done by a medical professional in a sterile environment. I can't imagine letting junkie Jim in his dazed state poke a dirty needle into my arm under a bridge in Baltimore.
**UPDATE** Only proving even more that I am so NOT a junkie - I realized I spelled heroin incorrectly the first time!
Actually - I take that back. I find this to be hilarious but unfortunately can't afford to go. Well, I could afford to go but really? Not worth the money. However the idea of singing karaoke with Jordan Knight is not something you can really put a price tag on.
I go through the day with a lot of random stuff happening to me and am always struck with the idea of, "I should totally blog about that" but essentially end up forgetting what I was going to write about and when I do remember, so much time has passed that it doesn't seem worth it anymore.
But I will blog about heroine because I remembered my thought of "great blog topic!" from my drive home yesterday.
So I live in Baltimore city. Big city = heroin junkies. This isn't news. I am, however, shocked from time to time by the number of heroin junkies I see on a daily basis and at what time they're high.
I live next door to a junkie. Actually - I live next door to an alcoholic (who apparently knows kung fu and carries a gun with him. His words, not mine… but you'll understand why I never correct him when he calls me Britney). The alcy's roomie is a junkie. A very nice junkie, but a junkie. The Mr and I have come home on several occasions to see junkie roomie on the front porch with his eyes half open just kind of rocking back and forth.
Anywho - I was driving home and saw a young lady just strolling down the street, stumbling all over the place, same look on her face as my neighbor and all I could think was, "wow - it's only 4:30pm and it's freezing outside. No thank you." Clearly I am not meant for junkie-dom because I doubt cravings have timeframes and weather limits.
My big question is - how did they get there? I mean - you hear reports that weed is the gateway drug and to that I say, "shenanigans!" because that's a load of crap. I don't see how smoking leads to stabbing yourself with a needle. Call me crazy…
But really - at what point does it seem like a good idea to try it? I mean - didn't we all grow up with afterschool specials, D.A.R.E. and Law & Order? I can understand cocaine because its portrayal is generally that of glamourous and high-powered people. I can even understand meth just because Stephanie Tanner and Fergie were meth addicts.
But heroin?
I don't even like getting my finger pricked for a blood test and that is getting done by a medical professional in a sterile environment. I can't imagine letting junkie Jim in his dazed state poke a dirty needle into my arm under a bridge in Baltimore.
**UPDATE** Only proving even more that I am so NOT a junkie - I realized I spelled heroin incorrectly the first time!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
A to Z about Me
A. Attached or single? Attached.
B. Best friend? Oh geez - I'd be a jerk if I didn't say The Mr! It's tough though - obviously he's my BF because he's my husband. I feel like I have quite a few pals I consider my besties (and yes, I just said besties).
C. Cake or pie? Cake - anything with chocolate.
D. Day of choice? Saturday. I get to sleep late (although I usually don't) and I don't have to worry about working the next day!
E. Essential item? Clothes? I'm pretty sure it's illegal to walk around naked in public. Or food because without it, I'd die.
F. Favorite color? Blue? Red? It really depends on my mood.
G. Gummy bears or worms? Bears - Haribo Gold ones!
H. Hometown? I always trip up on this question. Is hometown where I was born? Where I spent most of my life? Or is it where I'm living now? I'll just answer all 3: Fort Benning, Georgia… Glen Burnie, Maryland (don't judge me)… Baltimore, Maryland.
I. Favorite indulgence? Sweets! I'm a dessert food junkie and my dentist can attest to that.
J. January or July? July - it's my birthday month and I hate cold weather.
K. Kids? I'd like to think that someday we'll have some but honestly, kids scare the crap out of me. My mom keeps telling me that I'll get over that once I actually have one (is she pressuring me or what?)
L. Life isn't complete without? Fun! So often we get stuck in ruts with school, work, responsibilities… it's nice to be able to find something humorous and fun in there. Even if the fun is just farting under the blankets so your partner gags, we all still need it!
M. Marriage date? April 28
N. Number of brothers and sisters? One half brother and 2 half sisters. My dad spread his seed all over. Gah-ross.
O. Oranges or apples? Both. I'm a vegetarian - I accept nearly all fruits and veggies… I have to or I'll starve
P. Phobias? I don't even know where to begin. Serial Killers, Clowns (because they could be serial killers), heights, death (by the hands of a serial killer), the dark (because serial killers hide in the dark sometimes), power outtages (because a serial killer probably killed my power). Do you see a trend here?
Q. Quotes? I feel like I should say something intelligent here but I can't think of any. All that I can think of are movie quotes or song lyrics…
"I like to picture Jesus in a tuxedo T-Shirt because it says I want to be formal, but I'm here to party" from Talladega Nights (because that's how I like to think of Jesus too)
Sorry - that's the best I can do right now.
R. Reasons to smile? I just farted and The Mr has no idea, I accomplished something that I thought I couldn't do, my family drives me bonkers (to the point where all I can do is laugh), seeing acts of kindness to animals, finding a super cute pair of shoes and seeing that they aren't made of leather, the story of this dog, purchasing a dress that is 2 sizes smaller than I'd normally wear (and have it fit perfectly!)… I could go on and on.
S. Season of choice? Fall! It's the perfect temperature.
T. Tag 5 people. I'm not forcing anyone to do it. I took this from Willikat's blog!
U. Unknown fact about me? I can fit my fist in my mouth. Actually - I think a lot of people know that. It's a fun party trick! I'm a pretty open book and can't keep my mouth shut about anything. I tend to divulge too much information all the time. I even confessed to my manager yesterday that I wasn't planning on taking a shower before coming to the office this morning (I had to be here at 3 am). I just can't stop myself from chatting…
V. Vegetable? Just about all of them. See "O". I'm a vegetarian - I need to like vegetables or I'll starve to death. It's weird how I went from hating them as a child to absolutely loving them (especially brussel sprouts!).
W. Worst habit? Gossiping. I'm a chatty person. I can't help it. And sometimes I don't know if what I'm saying constitutes gossip or chatter. I just talk. A lot. I'm trying to reign it in.
X. X-ray or ultrasound? Well ultrasound generally means babies so give me an X-ray!
Y. Your favorite foods? Um… I *love* to eat. I love food (vegetarian) - I love trying new food, I love falling back on my comfort foods (pizza, anyone?), I love eating at restaurants with good friends. It's tough to say what my favorite food really is. Don't box me in!
Z. Zodiac sign? Cancer… but sometimes a Leo. It depends on where you look. I'm on the cusp. And both totally fit my personality.
B. Best friend? Oh geez - I'd be a jerk if I didn't say The Mr! It's tough though - obviously he's my BF because he's my husband. I feel like I have quite a few pals I consider my besties (and yes, I just said besties).
C. Cake or pie? Cake - anything with chocolate.
D. Day of choice? Saturday. I get to sleep late (although I usually don't) and I don't have to worry about working the next day!
E. Essential item? Clothes? I'm pretty sure it's illegal to walk around naked in public. Or food because without it, I'd die.
F. Favorite color? Blue? Red? It really depends on my mood.
G. Gummy bears or worms? Bears - Haribo Gold ones!
H. Hometown? I always trip up on this question. Is hometown where I was born? Where I spent most of my life? Or is it where I'm living now? I'll just answer all 3: Fort Benning, Georgia… Glen Burnie, Maryland (don't judge me)… Baltimore, Maryland.
I. Favorite indulgence? Sweets! I'm a dessert food junkie and my dentist can attest to that.
J. January or July? July - it's my birthday month and I hate cold weather.
K. Kids? I'd like to think that someday we'll have some but honestly, kids scare the crap out of me. My mom keeps telling me that I'll get over that once I actually have one (is she pressuring me or what?)
L. Life isn't complete without? Fun! So often we get stuck in ruts with school, work, responsibilities… it's nice to be able to find something humorous and fun in there. Even if the fun is just farting under the blankets so your partner gags, we all still need it!
M. Marriage date? April 28
N. Number of brothers and sisters? One half brother and 2 half sisters. My dad spread his seed all over. Gah-ross.
O. Oranges or apples? Both. I'm a vegetarian - I accept nearly all fruits and veggies… I have to or I'll starve
P. Phobias? I don't even know where to begin. Serial Killers, Clowns (because they could be serial killers), heights, death (by the hands of a serial killer), the dark (because serial killers hide in the dark sometimes), power outtages (because a serial killer probably killed my power). Do you see a trend here?
Q. Quotes? I feel like I should say something intelligent here but I can't think of any. All that I can think of are movie quotes or song lyrics…
"I like to picture Jesus in a tuxedo T-Shirt because it says I want to be formal, but I'm here to party" from Talladega Nights (because that's how I like to think of Jesus too)
Sorry - that's the best I can do right now.
R. Reasons to smile? I just farted and The Mr has no idea, I accomplished something that I thought I couldn't do, my family drives me bonkers (to the point where all I can do is laugh), seeing acts of kindness to animals, finding a super cute pair of shoes and seeing that they aren't made of leather, the story of this dog, purchasing a dress that is 2 sizes smaller than I'd normally wear (and have it fit perfectly!)… I could go on and on.
S. Season of choice? Fall! It's the perfect temperature.
T. Tag 5 people. I'm not forcing anyone to do it. I took this from Willikat's blog!
U. Unknown fact about me? I can fit my fist in my mouth. Actually - I think a lot of people know that. It's a fun party trick! I'm a pretty open book and can't keep my mouth shut about anything. I tend to divulge too much information all the time. I even confessed to my manager yesterday that I wasn't planning on taking a shower before coming to the office this morning (I had to be here at 3 am). I just can't stop myself from chatting…
V. Vegetable? Just about all of them. See "O". I'm a vegetarian - I need to like vegetables or I'll starve to death. It's weird how I went from hating them as a child to absolutely loving them (especially brussel sprouts!).
W. Worst habit? Gossiping. I'm a chatty person. I can't help it. And sometimes I don't know if what I'm saying constitutes gossip or chatter. I just talk. A lot. I'm trying to reign it in.
X. X-ray or ultrasound? Well ultrasound generally means babies so give me an X-ray!
Y. Your favorite foods? Um… I *love* to eat. I love food (vegetarian) - I love trying new food, I love falling back on my comfort foods (pizza, anyone?), I love eating at restaurants with good friends. It's tough to say what my favorite food really is. Don't box me in!
Z. Zodiac sign? Cancer… but sometimes a Leo. It depends on where you look. I'm on the cusp. And both totally fit my personality.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Heart... Melting...
I saw this picture on MSNBC the other day and had to share it with you all:
Fire and Rescur Capt. Scott Thompson of Lincoln, Neb., rescues a dog from a burned house on Wednesday, Nov. 12. Everyone from the home escaped safely.
I'm such a nerd. I totally got choked up. Look at that dog's face!
And whoo hoo - I'm off of work for the rest of the week. I'll probably spend tomorrow doing super cool things like my e-commerce project and uploading pictures of me and my pals from high school (since I need to blog about my upcoming reunion).
Fire and Rescur Capt. Scott Thompson of Lincoln, Neb., rescues a dog from a burned house on Wednesday, Nov. 12. Everyone from the home escaped safely.
I'm such a nerd. I totally got choked up. Look at that dog's face!
And whoo hoo - I'm off of work for the rest of the week. I'll probably spend tomorrow doing super cool things like my e-commerce project and uploading pictures of me and my pals from high school (since I need to blog about my upcoming reunion).
Friday, October 17, 2008
Insert Clever Blog Title Here
I am not off to a good start this morning.
I've already begun panicking about this triathlon and it's 10 months away. What did I get myself into? I've been pouring over tons of triathlon training guides online (Thanks, Kyla!) and question if I can even do this.
I'm mostly just scared of swimming... oh the swimming... in a dirty lake. Although I think paddling around in the dirty Inner Harbor water has prepped me for dirty water in general but lakes freak me out. I don't know what it is. Lakes are SCARY.
On top of that, in my fog this morning - I totally rammed into a car parked behind me on my street. I'm not sure why. I totally spaced out and thought nobody was behind me. I set off their car alarm. I'm afraid to go home. I checked to make sure no damage was done to their car or mine (there wasn't any) but still... you never know what crazies live on my street. I mean, there was that time when it was pouring down rain at 2am and some dude spent an HOUR screaming to his significant other to let him in and that he wasn't going anywhere...
But I digress.
I'm just happy that it's Friday. I'm so exhausted! I just want to sleeeeep... a deep wonderful sleep. I don't have an fantastic plans this weekend and I really need to get cracking on my school projects. Fun fun! On an unrelated note, please enjoy this video. I almost peed my pants. Okay - that's an exaggeration but I definitely snorted/laughed:
Happy Friday!
I've already begun panicking about this triathlon and it's 10 months away. What did I get myself into? I've been pouring over tons of triathlon training guides online (Thanks, Kyla!) and question if I can even do this.
I'm mostly just scared of swimming... oh the swimming... in a dirty lake. Although I think paddling around in the dirty Inner Harbor water has prepped me for dirty water in general but lakes freak me out. I don't know what it is. Lakes are SCARY.
On top of that, in my fog this morning - I totally rammed into a car parked behind me on my street. I'm not sure why. I totally spaced out and thought nobody was behind me. I set off their car alarm. I'm afraid to go home. I checked to make sure no damage was done to their car or mine (there wasn't any) but still... you never know what crazies live on my street. I mean, there was that time when it was pouring down rain at 2am and some dude spent an HOUR screaming to his significant other to let him in and that he wasn't going anywhere...
But I digress.
I'm just happy that it's Friday. I'm so exhausted! I just want to sleeeeep... a deep wonderful sleep. I don't have an fantastic plans this weekend and I really need to get cracking on my school projects. Fun fun! On an unrelated note, please enjoy this video. I almost peed my pants. Okay - that's an exaggeration but I definitely snorted/laughed:
Happy Friday!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Some Reasons Why I'm Not Ready for Babies
Sunday was quite a hectic day for me. The Mr had to commit the full day to studying so I had to pick up the weekend errand slack that included: laundry, grocery shopping, dinner preparation, lunch for the week preparation and other miscellaneous shopping.
I was feeling a bit scatterbrained that day but the events that unfolded just proved to me why I'm in no way shape or form ready to be a parent. Unless it's a parent of a teenager in which case I'd just learn to accept their emo fashion and whiny music. Unless of course my child ends up being a nerd… and then I'd just have to pry them away from the world of Warcraft or Everquest. But I digress…
I hate grocery shopping when the market is packed. Whole Foods was packed on Sunday. I really just wanted to get the hell out of there but I realized, "Oh no! I forgot to bring my pack of reusable grocery bags!" I'm trying very hard to stick to this reusable bag thing. I always carry one in my purse. I looked at THAT bag, my groceries and then my purse. I shoved everything that wouldn't fit into the reusable bag into my purse. It was very tres chic to have a bunch of bananas hanging out of my purse.
As I struggled up the stairs to the parking garage, I tripped (up the stairs) and fell. I have a pretty nasty bruise on my shin, not to mention the bruise to my ego since a man was standing right behind me.
Reason I'm not ready for a baby? What if I was holding a baby in one of those uber stylish baby slings? I would have crushed my baby! Not to mention the fact that I was already struggling with 2 bags full of groceries. How would I balance that and a kid? You're not allowed to leave babies in cars, right? Man - how do parents do it?
So, I ran all of the other miscellaneous errands and it was time for dinner. I made another fabulous dish from the Veganomicon (I've been slacking on my dinner posts): Pumpkin baked ziti with caramelized onions and sage crumb topping.
As I was thinly slicing the onions, slowly and carefully I might add… the knife slipped on the onion and… I cut 2 of my fingers pretty badly. Although I've been showing some folks my wound this morning and they told me I'm a baby.
After I bled all over the cutting board, The Mr ran upstairs to grab some bandaids. I squealed when I put my cut under the water to rinse it off and cringed when The Mr tried to investigate just how bad the cut truly was. He bandaged me up and I continued on my way.
Because I was in such a state of panic and pain, I fucked up the sage crumb topping.
Regardless, it seemed the bleeding had stopped until I started doing dishes. I bled through the bandaid. As this was happening and I saw my life flash before my eyes, I ran to The Mr who was chatting with his folks and screamed, "I'm bleeeeeeeeeeding! Help me!"
The Mr poured rubbing alcohol on it and I kicked the sink base and the floor a few times but I survived.
Another reason I'm not ready for a baby? I can't even handle my own fucking cut… can you imagine if my child had cut themselves? Ha! I'd be passed out on the floor.
Also the pain of a cut to my finger was close to unbearable, I don't even want to think about having my vagina tear to my butthole.
Btw - if a piece of skin falls into my baked ziti and I eat it (unknowingly) - does it mean I'm no longer a vegetarian?
I was feeling a bit scatterbrained that day but the events that unfolded just proved to me why I'm in no way shape or form ready to be a parent. Unless it's a parent of a teenager in which case I'd just learn to accept their emo fashion and whiny music. Unless of course my child ends up being a nerd… and then I'd just have to pry them away from the world of Warcraft or Everquest. But I digress…
I hate grocery shopping when the market is packed. Whole Foods was packed on Sunday. I really just wanted to get the hell out of there but I realized, "Oh no! I forgot to bring my pack of reusable grocery bags!" I'm trying very hard to stick to this reusable bag thing. I always carry one in my purse. I looked at THAT bag, my groceries and then my purse. I shoved everything that wouldn't fit into the reusable bag into my purse. It was very tres chic to have a bunch of bananas hanging out of my purse.
As I struggled up the stairs to the parking garage, I tripped (up the stairs) and fell. I have a pretty nasty bruise on my shin, not to mention the bruise to my ego since a man was standing right behind me.
Reason I'm not ready for a baby? What if I was holding a baby in one of those uber stylish baby slings? I would have crushed my baby! Not to mention the fact that I was already struggling with 2 bags full of groceries. How would I balance that and a kid? You're not allowed to leave babies in cars, right? Man - how do parents do it?
So, I ran all of the other miscellaneous errands and it was time for dinner. I made another fabulous dish from the Veganomicon (I've been slacking on my dinner posts): Pumpkin baked ziti with caramelized onions and sage crumb topping.
As I was thinly slicing the onions, slowly and carefully I might add… the knife slipped on the onion and… I cut 2 of my fingers pretty badly. Although I've been showing some folks my wound this morning and they told me I'm a baby.
After I bled all over the cutting board, The Mr ran upstairs to grab some bandaids. I squealed when I put my cut under the water to rinse it off and cringed when The Mr tried to investigate just how bad the cut truly was. He bandaged me up and I continued on my way.
Because I was in such a state of panic and pain, I fucked up the sage crumb topping.
Regardless, it seemed the bleeding had stopped until I started doing dishes. I bled through the bandaid. As this was happening and I saw my life flash before my eyes, I ran to The Mr who was chatting with his folks and screamed, "I'm bleeeeeeeeeeding! Help me!"
The Mr poured rubbing alcohol on it and I kicked the sink base and the floor a few times but I survived.
Another reason I'm not ready for a baby? I can't even handle my own fucking cut… can you imagine if my child had cut themselves? Ha! I'd be passed out on the floor.
Also the pain of a cut to my finger was close to unbearable, I don't even want to think about having my vagina tear to my butthole.
Btw - if a piece of skin falls into my baked ziti and I eat it (unknowingly) - does it mean I'm no longer a vegetarian?
Thursday, September 4, 2008
When I Grow Up
I had a funny conversation with some co-workers about what we wanted to be when we were little kids.
Did you ever think you'd end up where you are now as an adult?
In elementary school, I wanted to be a veterinarian. Didn't every little kid want to be one? I'm not quite sure why I wanted to be one considering I didn't really grow up with pets. This dream was crushed after...
... my first cat Snowball attacked me. My parents promptly gave Satan Snowball away. I only got to hang with Snowball for like a week.
... my mom gave away my first dog. She was a miniature schnauzer named Sweetiepie. My parents let me name her. Sweetiepie was great. She would dig under our backyard fence and terrorize my neighbor's evil dog. I like to think she was looking out for me. My mom, however, got tired of being the sole caretaker of my dog (I was 7, what do you expect?) so she gave her away. I think I'm still traumatized from that.
... my pet hamster, Teddy, bit me everytime I tried to pick him up.
I wasn't very good with animals. It was time to find a new profession.
In middle school, I updated my dream job to lawyer. Why? I found out that they made a lot of money (generally speaking). This quickly went away when I realized that I hated speaking in front of crowds (I was painfully shy). I wasn't aware that all lawyers weren't litigation lawyers.
In high school, I had no aspirations really. I spent the first half just hoping to not have to work. After taking a psychology course, I wanted to be a clinical psychologist and work in a mental hospital. I think a part of me would still enjoy that.
Then college came. I took a bunch of psych courses (I actually have a minor in psych) but after realizing how much I hated school... I knew I wouldn't pursue a PhD, therefore, I wouldn't be much use in the psych field. My dad encouraged me to go into IT instead. This was during the big internet boom so it made sense.
About a year before graduation, the internet bubble burst. I was lucky to even get a job!
And here I am. I wonder if my 7 year old self would look at me and say, "What the hell happened to you? This is NOTHING like you said you wanted to be."
Did you ever think you'd end up where you are now as an adult?
In elementary school, I wanted to be a veterinarian. Didn't every little kid want to be one? I'm not quite sure why I wanted to be one considering I didn't really grow up with pets. This dream was crushed after...
... my first cat Snowball attacked me. My parents promptly gave Satan Snowball away. I only got to hang with Snowball for like a week.
... my mom gave away my first dog. She was a miniature schnauzer named Sweetiepie. My parents let me name her. Sweetiepie was great. She would dig under our backyard fence and terrorize my neighbor's evil dog. I like to think she was looking out for me. My mom, however, got tired of being the sole caretaker of my dog (I was 7, what do you expect?) so she gave her away. I think I'm still traumatized from that.
... my pet hamster, Teddy, bit me everytime I tried to pick him up.
I wasn't very good with animals. It was time to find a new profession.
In middle school, I updated my dream job to lawyer. Why? I found out that they made a lot of money (generally speaking). This quickly went away when I realized that I hated speaking in front of crowds (I was painfully shy). I wasn't aware that all lawyers weren't litigation lawyers.
In high school, I had no aspirations really. I spent the first half just hoping to not have to work. After taking a psychology course, I wanted to be a clinical psychologist and work in a mental hospital. I think a part of me would still enjoy that.
Then college came. I took a bunch of psych courses (I actually have a minor in psych) but after realizing how much I hated school... I knew I wouldn't pursue a PhD, therefore, I wouldn't be much use in the psych field. My dad encouraged me to go into IT instead. This was during the big internet boom so it made sense.
About a year before graduation, the internet bubble burst. I was lucky to even get a job!
And here I am. I wonder if my 7 year old self would look at me and say, "What the hell happened to you? This is NOTHING like you said you wanted to be."
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Why...
... is it that everytime things CAN go wrong, they always DO go wrong? Work is killing me right now.
... does asparagus make your pee smell so bad?
... can guys lose weight so easily but if I eat a damn candy bar, I am guaranteed to gain weight? The Mr has lost 4 lbs since starting law school. I've gained 4 lbs. Is weight gain through osmosis possible?
... can't I gain weight in my boobs? Hello, god? Can you hear me? It's me, a flat-chested 28 year old blogger.
... can't I get motivated to do anything truly productive? I am so exhausted lately.
... is everyone getting married? I love all my friends but this is out of control! I am moving when people start having babies.
... are there separate shoes for running verses cross-training? It would just be so much easier (and less expensive) if I had all the great qualities in one frickin' shoe.
... did the nail technician rip a chunk of my toenail off this evening? I get that I have slightly ingrown toenails... no need for nail pulling. Ouch!
... hasn't my father-in-law played the Nintendo DS + Brain Age we purchased for him for his birthday? He's a gadget guy! If he doesn't want it, I'll totally take it off of his hands. Is that tacky?
... does the Nikon point and shoot suck so badly? Don't buy a Nikon Coolpix camera.
... Am I so farty?
... can't I decide between getting my eyebrows threaded before Ronny & Zach's wedding or just tweezing them myself?
... am I out of good blog material?
... does asparagus make your pee smell so bad?
... can guys lose weight so easily but if I eat a damn candy bar, I am guaranteed to gain weight? The Mr has lost 4 lbs since starting law school. I've gained 4 lbs. Is weight gain through osmosis possible?
... can't I gain weight in my boobs? Hello, god? Can you hear me? It's me, a flat-chested 28 year old blogger.
... can't I get motivated to do anything truly productive? I am so exhausted lately.
... is everyone getting married? I love all my friends but this is out of control! I am moving when people start having babies.
... are there separate shoes for running verses cross-training? It would just be so much easier (and less expensive) if I had all the great qualities in one frickin' shoe.
... did the nail technician rip a chunk of my toenail off this evening? I get that I have slightly ingrown toenails... no need for nail pulling. Ouch!
... hasn't my father-in-law played the Nintendo DS + Brain Age we purchased for him for his birthday? He's a gadget guy! If he doesn't want it, I'll totally take it off of his hands. Is that tacky?
... does the Nikon point and shoot suck so badly? Don't buy a Nikon Coolpix camera.
... Am I so farty?
... can't I decide between getting my eyebrows threaded before Ronny & Zach's wedding or just tweezing them myself?
... am I out of good blog material?
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Not Feeling It
Sorry all - I'm just not feeling this whole blogging thing right now. For some reason, I am constantly exhausted. Work is stressing me out, school has started and I doubt anyone wants to read me complain endlessly (although I do a lot of that, huh?).
I do want to share that I bowled my all-time high score in duckpin this weekend.
First I want to point out that I was a jackass bowling in a dress. I'm not sure what I was thinking but this just proves my whole being tired thing. I was too tired to change out of my dress.
119, bitches! I don't think I'll ever get that score ever again but it was awesome.
Further photographic evidence of my amazing game.
I just blogged about duckpin bowling. How sad. I hope your weekend was much more exciting than mine!
I do want to share that I bowled my all-time high score in duckpin this weekend.
First I want to point out that I was a jackass bowling in a dress. I'm not sure what I was thinking but this just proves my whole being tired thing. I was too tired to change out of my dress.
119, bitches! I don't think I'll ever get that score ever again but it was awesome.
Further photographic evidence of my amazing game.
I just blogged about duckpin bowling. How sad. I hope your weekend was much more exciting than mine!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Sparkle Hands!
I mentioned the other day that I was one of 8 people (out of a group of 25) selected to do some choreographed dance at the race event next week.
We've been having "rehearsals" and I've never met a group of MORE uncoordinated people in my life! It's hard to keep a straight face or get anything done when someone can't clap or 2-step to a beat. A disco beat.
With that, I leave you with a routine I think would guarantee us a win!
Sorry for the short post... I think I'm still recovering from the crazy weekend I just survived.
We've been having "rehearsals" and I've never met a group of MORE uncoordinated people in my life! It's hard to keep a straight face or get anything done when someone can't clap or 2-step to a beat. A disco beat.
With that, I leave you with a routine I think would guarantee us a win!
Sorry for the short post... I think I'm still recovering from the crazy weekend I just survived.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Things that annoy me at the office
I know that I tried to make Tuesdays all about my cooking endeavors but Gerard told me that it's boring. Ouch. Actually - I think my blog has been lacking oomph lately and my blog stats are confirming that the readers think so too. I just haven't been feeling it so I hope my regular readers hang tight!
Anywho - I'll just do a quick snippet of what I made. The Mr wanted something with cauliflower and I was a little pooped from all of the family crap we had to do that day so I went with a dish I've made before. I made Penne Con Cavolofiore (sans the cheese). It's a pretty simple dish to make and it's very good.
Aaaanywho… onto the blog topic.
What I'm going to complain about is not necessarily unique to MY office. I'm pretty sure these things happen all over whether you work in a cube farm or any other corporation.
It's annoying when…
1) People don't say "good morning" or "hello" or even smile when you say "good morning" or "hello" or SMILE. Would it kill you to show some form of politeness? I'm not expecting a greeting of Charles Nelson Reilly proportions but an acknowledgement would be nice.
2) People take the elevators up one floor. Seriously? One floor? Walking up one flight of stairs is really that tough? I make exceptions for a few people (those that are preggers, disabled, injured or even those that aren't familiar with this building and don't know where the stairs are located) but for the rest of 'em? What the fuck, people. Exercise is good for you. Save a tree and walk up the stairs.
3) People talk on their cell phones in the bathroom stalls. That's just gross. Really really gross. Like ridiculously gross.
4) People hold conversations in the bathroom. Some of us have stage fright, thanks and listening to you chatter on about your kid's soccer game isn't helping.
5) People don't hold the door open for me when I'm clearly less than 5 steps behind them.
6) People hold the door open for me when I'm walking up the stairwell and am clearly too far behind them therefore making me feel like I need to run up the stairs so as to not waste their time. Yes, I get that this is a bit contradictory to #5 but there is an unspoken cut-off point for holding a door open for someone.
7) People complain about the weather and gas prices. If I have to hear one more person bitch about how much it costs them to drive their mammoth SUV to and from work, I will NOT hold the door open for them anymore! Do you really not have anything else to talk about with another person?
8) People who make a big fuss when I wear glasses or my hair down to work. One woman even went so far as to tell me she didn't even recognize me because of my hair and glasses. Are you kidding? I felt like I was in that scene from Not Another Teen Movie when they pick Janie for the bet. No, no, no, no, anyone but her! Not... Janie Briggs! Guys, she's got glasses and a ponytail! Aw, look at that, she's got paint on her overalls, what is that? Guys, there's no way she could be prom queen!
9) Smokers don't move away from the front door. My office building doesn't really have a good designated smoking area but it's kind of common courtesy to just move away from the door where everyone needs to enter the building. I don't need your lung cancer or stinky smoke attaching to my clothing.
10) People still have mullets. I mean, really. This isn't a Nascar sporting event. We are a professional corporation. I think this should be a part of the dress code. If I can't wear my uber cute thong dress sandals, then you can't have a mullet.
What annoys you at the office?
Anywho - I'll just do a quick snippet of what I made. The Mr wanted something with cauliflower and I was a little pooped from all of the family crap we had to do that day so I went with a dish I've made before. I made Penne Con Cavolofiore (sans the cheese). It's a pretty simple dish to make and it's very good.
Aaaanywho… onto the blog topic.
What I'm going to complain about is not necessarily unique to MY office. I'm pretty sure these things happen all over whether you work in a cube farm or any other corporation.
It's annoying when…
1) People don't say "good morning" or "hello" or even smile when you say "good morning" or "hello" or SMILE. Would it kill you to show some form of politeness? I'm not expecting a greeting of Charles Nelson Reilly proportions but an acknowledgement would be nice.
2) People take the elevators up one floor. Seriously? One floor? Walking up one flight of stairs is really that tough? I make exceptions for a few people (those that are preggers, disabled, injured or even those that aren't familiar with this building and don't know where the stairs are located) but for the rest of 'em? What the fuck, people. Exercise is good for you. Save a tree and walk up the stairs.
3) People talk on their cell phones in the bathroom stalls. That's just gross. Really really gross. Like ridiculously gross.
4) People hold conversations in the bathroom. Some of us have stage fright, thanks and listening to you chatter on about your kid's soccer game isn't helping.
5) People don't hold the door open for me when I'm clearly less than 5 steps behind them.
6) People hold the door open for me when I'm walking up the stairwell and am clearly too far behind them therefore making me feel like I need to run up the stairs so as to not waste their time. Yes, I get that this is a bit contradictory to #5 but there is an unspoken cut-off point for holding a door open for someone.
7) People complain about the weather and gas prices. If I have to hear one more person bitch about how much it costs them to drive their mammoth SUV to and from work, I will NOT hold the door open for them anymore! Do you really not have anything else to talk about with another person?
8) People who make a big fuss when I wear glasses or my hair down to work. One woman even went so far as to tell me she didn't even recognize me because of my hair and glasses. Are you kidding? I felt like I was in that scene from Not Another Teen Movie when they pick Janie for the bet. No, no, no, no, anyone but her! Not... Janie Briggs! Guys, she's got glasses and a ponytail! Aw, look at that, she's got paint on her overalls, what is that? Guys, there's no way she could be prom queen!
9) Smokers don't move away from the front door. My office building doesn't really have a good designated smoking area but it's kind of common courtesy to just move away from the door where everyone needs to enter the building. I don't need your lung cancer or stinky smoke attaching to my clothing.
10) People still have mullets. I mean, really. This isn't a Nascar sporting event. We are a professional corporation. I think this should be a part of the dress code. If I can't wear my uber cute thong dress sandals, then you can't have a mullet.
What annoys you at the office?
Friday, July 18, 2008
Random Friday Babbly Blah
I had a post all ready to go yesterday evening. I had typed out a rant about my career and colleagues and babbly blah but decided that it was probably in my best interest to not post it. Strangely, the mere act of typing it out was quite therapeutic.
So I'm pretty stoked today because we're leaving for the Outer Banks, NC tomorrow! Whoo hoo! I've never been down there before (and I'm pretty sure I'm the only person in Maryland that hasn't been there) and we're staying in a town (Duck!) that has dog-friendly beaches. We are vacationing with our dogs!
Oh and I guess it wouldn't hurt to mention that my birthday is on Tuesday. Beach + relaxing + dogs + NO WORK + my hubby + some pals = a fabulous birthday week.
I desperately need a break from work and life in general. I'm a little bummed that the weather forecast is calling for rain EVERY DAY that we're down at the beach. Hopefully that's just a fluke.
Lately I feel like I've been moving at 100 mph but yet am not accomplishing shit. I had all these grand plans for things I was going to do this summer:
- finish my wedding scrapbook
- start practicing my Rosetta Stone - Korean program
- start photo blog and take more pictures
- train for a 10k run
and... I haven't really done any of that. I started 2 pages of the scrapbook, uploaded the Rosetta Stone program to my desktop, opened the photo blog and bought new running shoes. That's as far as I've gotten with any of it and the summer is almost over! I can't seem to get motivated.
Maybe this upcoming vacation will energize me? Let's hope. I hate feeling like a waste of space and that's just what I've become. I even took a half day from work to accomplish a ton of stuff before we leave for the beach.
Let's see - I went to the liquor store and picked up some booze (for the bloody marys and margaritas we'll be drinking) and purchased something to keep the dogs leashed near us at the beach. Oh and I went to the mall and had some impulse buys (2 dresses, a shirt, a necklace and some flip-flops). And that's it. Ugh. I need a nap!
I don't think the beachhouse has wifi but I'll try to post something here and there while I'm gone. In the meantime, here are some pics from Ronny's bridal shower:
Here are the favors I made. I designed the little tags in PowerPoint (because I don't know how to use Illustrator or whatever fancy schmancy program all the fab DIYers use) and the other side contains a cutesy drink recipe for a drink called, "Sealed with a Kiss".
See - the wine glasses are filled with Hershey Kisses. Did you just gag a little from cuteness overload?
This is probably only 35% of all of the gifts Ronny received. Her registry was nearly bought out completely. And this was just her shower!
One of her bridesmaid made a joke about her being barefoot and pregnant... and gave her some sassy undies AND CANDY NIPPLE TASSLES. Genius! I think Ronny actually blushed (and this girl does not embarrass easily).
I hope everyone has a great weekend!
So I'm pretty stoked today because we're leaving for the Outer Banks, NC tomorrow! Whoo hoo! I've never been down there before (and I'm pretty sure I'm the only person in Maryland that hasn't been there) and we're staying in a town (Duck!) that has dog-friendly beaches. We are vacationing with our dogs!
Oh and I guess it wouldn't hurt to mention that my birthday is on Tuesday. Beach + relaxing + dogs + NO WORK + my hubby + some pals = a fabulous birthday week.
I desperately need a break from work and life in general. I'm a little bummed that the weather forecast is calling for rain EVERY DAY that we're down at the beach. Hopefully that's just a fluke.
Lately I feel like I've been moving at 100 mph but yet am not accomplishing shit. I had all these grand plans for things I was going to do this summer:
- finish my wedding scrapbook
- start practicing my Rosetta Stone - Korean program
- start photo blog and take more pictures
- train for a 10k run
and... I haven't really done any of that. I started 2 pages of the scrapbook, uploaded the Rosetta Stone program to my desktop, opened the photo blog and bought new running shoes. That's as far as I've gotten with any of it and the summer is almost over! I can't seem to get motivated.
Maybe this upcoming vacation will energize me? Let's hope. I hate feeling like a waste of space and that's just what I've become. I even took a half day from work to accomplish a ton of stuff before we leave for the beach.
Let's see - I went to the liquor store and picked up some booze (for the bloody marys and margaritas we'll be drinking) and purchased something to keep the dogs leashed near us at the beach. Oh and I went to the mall and had some impulse buys (2 dresses, a shirt, a necklace and some flip-flops). And that's it. Ugh. I need a nap!
I don't think the beachhouse has wifi but I'll try to post something here and there while I'm gone. In the meantime, here are some pics from Ronny's bridal shower:
Here are the favors I made. I designed the little tags in PowerPoint (because I don't know how to use Illustrator or whatever fancy schmancy program all the fab DIYers use) and the other side contains a cutesy drink recipe for a drink called, "Sealed with a Kiss".
See - the wine glasses are filled with Hershey Kisses. Did you just gag a little from cuteness overload?
This is probably only 35% of all of the gifts Ronny received. Her registry was nearly bought out completely. And this was just her shower!
One of her bridesmaid made a joke about her being barefoot and pregnant... and gave her some sassy undies AND CANDY NIPPLE TASSLES. Genius! I think Ronny actually blushed (and this girl does not embarrass easily).
I hope everyone has a great weekend!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Random Stuff on a Monday
There is just so many small things to write about that I don't really have one primary focus for this post. So you get random stuff on a Monday.
- I pass this truck on the way home from work about once or twice a month. And it irritates the crap out of me:
(Click to enlarge it) It says "Men's Ladie's Children's". "Ladie's"? Really? I mean, when you're getting a professional sign made or even a sign for your professional car - wouldn't you ensure that everything was correct?
Oh and I don't recommend trying to snap a picture of a moving vehicle while you're driving. Not a smart idea.
- There is a woman in the office who fills up a gigantic thermos (seriously - it's like the size of a Big Gulp on steroids) with ice from the ice machine and then uses the practically boiling hot water tap to fill her thermos. huh? Is she going for "luke warm" water? Couldn't she just use the normal tap? Can someone explain this to me?
- If one more person asks me to not blog about something, I'm going to start posting their picture, full name, address, phone number and social security number. I don't blog about everything, people! And it's not like I work for the NY Times or anything. Sheesh.
- The Mr and I are going to start a photo blog to keep us on task with our expensive hobby. We're trying to think up a good name. Any suggestions? The Mr suggested "Overexposed" to which I replied that it sounded like a porn site. Btw - it IS a porn site.
- I learned that when tequila says "100 percent puro de agave" it means its a good tequila. Apparently it indicates that no other sugars have been added (100% agave juice!) and that's a good thing.
- I learned that drinking fancy tequila and an orange liqueur that's a higher quality than triple sec (and a much higher proof) really really gets you drunk after about 3 glasses.
- I hate sweating profusely when I'm just sitting. That's just not right. I was sweating profusely when I was skimming my parents' pool on Sunday and while I wasn't exerting too much energy, at least I was moving. I was just sitting in Megan's backyard on Saturday and sweating. My dress was soaked. It was disgusting. I felt disgusting. So I drank a few glasses of margaritas to feel better about myself.
- I now think that Marshall has been put on this planet to do something amazing since he walked away from a car accident that left his car sitting on it's side with nothing more than a scratch. Maybe he's a superhero?
- I'm not good at dealing with people under stress. When the news broke about Marshall's accident, I assumed he and Megan were having a hectic morning filled with ambulances and emergency room visits. I didn't want to bother them to see if they were okay. We drove by their house and noticed their front door was open and the Mr wanted to pop in just to see how he was. I was uncomfortable with this because I didn't want to annoy them so I sat in the car like a jackass. I eventually came to my senses and learned that Marshall is a superhero but still.
This goes for deaths as well. A lot of folks at work will attend a co-worker's family member's funeral and I find that odd. I just think that is overstepping my boundaries because I don't think I'd want any of my co-workers to see me upset at the funeral of my loved one. But that's just me, apparently.
- I hung out with friends at the park on the muggiest day ever! We were all supposed to play bocce ball but I couldn't bring myself to move. I took my camera out to get some more practice with the new lens. Here are some pictures:
What can I say? I love dogs (and Ronny!).
- It made me sad that we couldn't bring our dogs to hang out with everyone on Saturday because Emily is a little aggressive with big dogs. It made me feel like a bad dog owner for having a socially inept dog. The Mr pointed out that it made us GOOD dog owners for recognizing that our dogs aren't good at socializing with other dogs.
- Speaking of dogs, a dog peed on The Mr's foot. haha!
- Continuing with the dog talk, I was so engrossed with the computer yesterday afternoon that I failed to notice my own dog pooping on the floor. I smelled it and definitely thought one of them just farted. Nope.
- I pass this truck on the way home from work about once or twice a month. And it irritates the crap out of me:
(Click to enlarge it) It says "Men's Ladie's Children's". "Ladie's"? Really? I mean, when you're getting a professional sign made or even a sign for your professional car - wouldn't you ensure that everything was correct?
Oh and I don't recommend trying to snap a picture of a moving vehicle while you're driving. Not a smart idea.
- There is a woman in the office who fills up a gigantic thermos (seriously - it's like the size of a Big Gulp on steroids) with ice from the ice machine and then uses the practically boiling hot water tap to fill her thermos. huh? Is she going for "luke warm" water? Couldn't she just use the normal tap? Can someone explain this to me?
- If one more person asks me to not blog about something, I'm going to start posting their picture, full name, address, phone number and social security number. I don't blog about everything, people! And it's not like I work for the NY Times or anything. Sheesh.
- The Mr and I are going to start a photo blog to keep us on task with our expensive hobby. We're trying to think up a good name. Any suggestions? The Mr suggested "Overexposed" to which I replied that it sounded like a porn site. Btw - it IS a porn site.
- I learned that when tequila says "100 percent puro de agave" it means its a good tequila. Apparently it indicates that no other sugars have been added (100% agave juice!) and that's a good thing.
- I learned that drinking fancy tequila and an orange liqueur that's a higher quality than triple sec (and a much higher proof) really really gets you drunk after about 3 glasses.
- I hate sweating profusely when I'm just sitting. That's just not right. I was sweating profusely when I was skimming my parents' pool on Sunday and while I wasn't exerting too much energy, at least I was moving. I was just sitting in Megan's backyard on Saturday and sweating. My dress was soaked. It was disgusting. I felt disgusting. So I drank a few glasses of margaritas to feel better about myself.
- I now think that Marshall has been put on this planet to do something amazing since he walked away from a car accident that left his car sitting on it's side with nothing more than a scratch. Maybe he's a superhero?
- I'm not good at dealing with people under stress. When the news broke about Marshall's accident, I assumed he and Megan were having a hectic morning filled with ambulances and emergency room visits. I didn't want to bother them to see if they were okay. We drove by their house and noticed their front door was open and the Mr wanted to pop in just to see how he was. I was uncomfortable with this because I didn't want to annoy them so I sat in the car like a jackass. I eventually came to my senses and learned that Marshall is a superhero but still.
This goes for deaths as well. A lot of folks at work will attend a co-worker's family member's funeral and I find that odd. I just think that is overstepping my boundaries because I don't think I'd want any of my co-workers to see me upset at the funeral of my loved one. But that's just me, apparently.
- I hung out with friends at the park on the muggiest day ever! We were all supposed to play bocce ball but I couldn't bring myself to move. I took my camera out to get some more practice with the new lens. Here are some pictures:
What can I say? I love dogs (and Ronny!).
- It made me sad that we couldn't bring our dogs to hang out with everyone on Saturday because Emily is a little aggressive with big dogs. It made me feel like a bad dog owner for having a socially inept dog. The Mr pointed out that it made us GOOD dog owners for recognizing that our dogs aren't good at socializing with other dogs.
- Speaking of dogs, a dog peed on The Mr's foot. haha!
- Continuing with the dog talk, I was so engrossed with the computer yesterday afternoon that I failed to notice my own dog pooping on the floor. I smelled it and definitely thought one of them just farted. Nope.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Now That We're Back from Mexico...
I forgot to mention a few things in my last post.
First, I have to share this picture with everyone:
See my feet at the bottom? Most mornings, The Mr and I would get up early, eat breakfast and then secure 2 very sweet spots by the pool. Our chairs were by the pool but faced out onto the beach and ocean. Very good spots.
On this particular day, The Mr was sleeping in his chair and I was reading. I noticed one of these fine folks walking up to the railing to overlook the beach. Sure, no prob. Take a pic and leave. But then the whole family decided to walk over and hang out for about a half hour. Um... hello? You're blocking my view, a-holes. I didn't just pick this spot because the chair was open. I picked a supreme spot. Maybe if you had dragged your ass out of bed early enough, you too could have had a supreme spot.
While I wanted to shout, "move out of the way, jerks!", I just snapped this picture instead. Because really - who wants a view of this?
Aaaanywho - last Thursday while The Mr and I were catching up on some DVR'ed shows, he turned to me and said, "Now that we're back from Mexico, I can tell you this story." Um, what?
Apparently 2 days before we arrived at our hotel, 2 tourists were shot right in their hotel room. OUR hotel. Um.... what?!?! The man was shot and killed while his girlfriend was shot in the foot. This is why, The Mr said, that the hotel seemed a little empty the day we arrived. Most of the guests had checked out early because of the shooting.
You can read the article here.
Crazy, right? He said he didn't tell me because he knew I'd freak out and it was too late to cancel the trip. He knows me very well.
First, I have to share this picture with everyone:
See my feet at the bottom? Most mornings, The Mr and I would get up early, eat breakfast and then secure 2 very sweet spots by the pool. Our chairs were by the pool but faced out onto the beach and ocean. Very good spots.
On this particular day, The Mr was sleeping in his chair and I was reading. I noticed one of these fine folks walking up to the railing to overlook the beach. Sure, no prob. Take a pic and leave. But then the whole family decided to walk over and hang out for about a half hour. Um... hello? You're blocking my view, a-holes. I didn't just pick this spot because the chair was open. I picked a supreme spot. Maybe if you had dragged your ass out of bed early enough, you too could have had a supreme spot.
While I wanted to shout, "move out of the way, jerks!", I just snapped this picture instead. Because really - who wants a view of this?
Aaaanywho - last Thursday while The Mr and I were catching up on some DVR'ed shows, he turned to me and said, "Now that we're back from Mexico, I can tell you this story." Um, what?
Apparently 2 days before we arrived at our hotel, 2 tourists were shot right in their hotel room. OUR hotel. Um.... what?!?! The man was shot and killed while his girlfriend was shot in the foot. This is why, The Mr said, that the hotel seemed a little empty the day we arrived. Most of the guests had checked out early because of the shooting.
You can read the article here.
Crazy, right? He said he didn't tell me because he knew I'd freak out and it was too late to cancel the trip. He knows me very well.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Blurby Monday
There is so much randomness to talk about and every little blurb could probably be its own separate post but you know what? Today is my offical LAST day of the Sring semester from HELL and tomorrow morning I'll be on a flight to Los Cabos, Mexico. So I can't really think beyond little blurbs.
1. I didn't really write much about Mother's Day and this is not because I don't love my mom. I didn't have anything amazing to write up. We stopped by my parents' house in the morning to hang up the 3 enlarged framed photos from our wedding that we got my mom for Christmas and never got around to hanging. Whoops. While we were there, my mom pointed out 3 new screen doors for their ratty 20+ yr old porch that is barely hanging on by a nail and said to The Mr, "can you hang these up real quick? It should only take you 10 minutes." I love my mom and her unrealistic views of housework that she expects me and The Mr. to do.
2. I think my MIL might actually like me again. I might even venture to say that she... loves me? Things have been very cool between us since Christmas and I'm not sure what happened that gave her a change of heart. She went out of her way to make a veggie patty for me on Mother's Day while everyone dined on steak and she repeatedly brought up the idea of me having babies. She actually accepts me enough to produce offspring with her only son! All is well in the families again.
3. This makes me sad. According to the article, my honeymoon locale will be gone wiped out by global warming. The Mr. reminded me that we saw evidence of this when we were there last year. They were in the midst of modifying a beach bungalow because of the rising water. So sad!
4. According to this, my neighborhood is pretty walkable. I guess that's mostly true of my zip code, but I wouldn't necessarily walk everywhere from my house. I could walk everywhere but I like to avoid as many crackheads as possible in a given day. Either way - I almost fell out of my chair when I saw that the only movie theatre they listed was for the porn theatre. Nice. And it's a walkable distance!
5. I want this. It's cute, it helps me feel less guilty about my carbon footprint and my current umbrella has a giant hole in it.
6. Speaking of carbon footprints, does anyone watch Kimora: Life in the Fab Lane? Yeah yeah, lots of people can't stand Kimora Lee Simmons but I love her. She's completely ridiculous and she knows it. Aaanywho - the last episode focused on her trying to live more "green". She went to some eco-guru who calculated her carbon footprint. Apparently her footprint is about 27 tons a year. The average per person is 7 tons. Wow.
7. The Mr. is trying to convince me to let him get a Vespa.
8. I signed up for a bootcamp class in Patterson Park! I've always wanted to do something like this (it's on my 101 list) but the only class I knew of was out of the way. A gym by the park just started up this program. It's an 8 week course that meets 2/nights a week. This better kick my ass!
9. I've been playing kickball for 4 seasons now and this is the FIRST time we've made it to play-offs. I am the glue that keeps my team together. Okay not really... I broke my finger on one of those giant red kickballs when I was 8 years old and the trauma still hasn't left me. I flinch everytime someone throws a ball at me. Clearly, dodgeball is not in my future.
10. I had a very awkward run-in with my psycho ex-boyfriend. It always makes me laugh when I see him out and about because he's such a nerd about it! And it reminds me how lucky I am that The Mr is not such a tool. Seriously - what was I thinking?? We got to the bar and immediately he starts whispering to everyone about me. Even his little croney friend started whispering about me. I don't even know her! I wanted to scream, "Hi! Yes - I'm his ex. We went about about 5 years ago. And look! I'm married and have been for over a year now. I think it's time to let it go, guys."
11. I found out that my a-hole friends bet on when me and The Mr. will go home! It's always guaranteed, apparently, that we'll be the next couple to leave. Sadly - its true. We try to hold out so that we're not the first couple to poop out but we are always quick to leave once another couple falls. We're old.
12. And that reminded me about when we first started dating. We used to go out Thursday-Sunday. We'd stay up half the night just chatting or partying it up. Now we're in bed by 10pm. Awesome.
13. I will eventually post pictures of my nephew soon! We did another baby shoot and this time it was much more successful.
14. Aaand... that's it. What did everyone else get into this weekend?
1. I didn't really write much about Mother's Day and this is not because I don't love my mom. I didn't have anything amazing to write up. We stopped by my parents' house in the morning to hang up the 3 enlarged framed photos from our wedding that we got my mom for Christmas and never got around to hanging. Whoops. While we were there, my mom pointed out 3 new screen doors for their ratty 20+ yr old porch that is barely hanging on by a nail and said to The Mr, "can you hang these up real quick? It should only take you 10 minutes." I love my mom and her unrealistic views of housework that she expects me and The Mr. to do.
2. I think my MIL might actually like me again. I might even venture to say that she... loves me? Things have been very cool between us since Christmas and I'm not sure what happened that gave her a change of heart. She went out of her way to make a veggie patty for me on Mother's Day while everyone dined on steak and she repeatedly brought up the idea of me having babies. She actually accepts me enough to produce offspring with her only son! All is well in the families again.
3. This makes me sad. According to the article, my honeymoon locale will be gone wiped out by global warming. The Mr. reminded me that we saw evidence of this when we were there last year. They were in the midst of modifying a beach bungalow because of the rising water. So sad!
4. According to this, my neighborhood is pretty walkable. I guess that's mostly true of my zip code, but I wouldn't necessarily walk everywhere from my house. I could walk everywhere but I like to avoid as many crackheads as possible in a given day. Either way - I almost fell out of my chair when I saw that the only movie theatre they listed was for the porn theatre. Nice. And it's a walkable distance!
5. I want this. It's cute, it helps me feel less guilty about my carbon footprint and my current umbrella has a giant hole in it.
6. Speaking of carbon footprints, does anyone watch Kimora: Life in the Fab Lane? Yeah yeah, lots of people can't stand Kimora Lee Simmons but I love her. She's completely ridiculous and she knows it. Aaanywho - the last episode focused on her trying to live more "green". She went to some eco-guru who calculated her carbon footprint. Apparently her footprint is about 27 tons a year. The average per person is 7 tons. Wow.
7. The Mr. is trying to convince me to let him get a Vespa.
8. I signed up for a bootcamp class in Patterson Park! I've always wanted to do something like this (it's on my 101 list) but the only class I knew of was out of the way. A gym by the park just started up this program. It's an 8 week course that meets 2/nights a week. This better kick my ass!
9. I've been playing kickball for 4 seasons now and this is the FIRST time we've made it to play-offs. I am the glue that keeps my team together. Okay not really... I broke my finger on one of those giant red kickballs when I was 8 years old and the trauma still hasn't left me. I flinch everytime someone throws a ball at me. Clearly, dodgeball is not in my future.
10. I had a very awkward run-in with my psycho ex-boyfriend. It always makes me laugh when I see him out and about because he's such a nerd about it! And it reminds me how lucky I am that The Mr is not such a tool. Seriously - what was I thinking?? We got to the bar and immediately he starts whispering to everyone about me. Even his little croney friend started whispering about me. I don't even know her! I wanted to scream, "Hi! Yes - I'm his ex. We went about about 5 years ago. And look! I'm married and have been for over a year now. I think it's time to let it go, guys."
11. I found out that my a-hole friends bet on when me and The Mr. will go home! It's always guaranteed, apparently, that we'll be the next couple to leave. Sadly - its true. We try to hold out so that we're not the first couple to poop out but we are always quick to leave once another couple falls. We're old.
12. And that reminded me about when we first started dating. We used to go out Thursday-Sunday. We'd stay up half the night just chatting or partying it up. Now we're in bed by 10pm. Awesome.
13. I will eventually post pictures of my nephew soon! We did another baby shoot and this time it was much more successful.
14. Aaand... that's it. What did everyone else get into this weekend?
Friday, March 28, 2008
Who Knew I Was So White?
Mark sent me a link to Stuff White People Like awhile ago and seriously... its f'n hilarious.
Everyday this guy (a white guy) posts something that white people stereotypically like and sadly, its so true. Every post ends with a tip on how to connect with a white person over that particular item.
You can view the full list from #1 to its current number.
I've been going through this list slowly and realized that I am really fucking white. My mom may be appalled to know this - but I am no longer a halfie, a twinkie (now do you get my screen name?) a hapa (thanks Nanette for showing me a new word!)... I am mostly WHITE! Mom? You know the 9 months you carried me and the 36 hours of painful labor you endured to bring me into this world? Yeah... I hate to tell you but there are no traces of you in me whatsoever.
Out of the 92 items, I like (or really relate to) a whopping 54. Okay, so that number isn't ridiculously high but its still a lot for someone who loves to point out that she's the only minority around or give people a hard time for being insensitive to my culture (I'm generally joking when I do that... I'm not THAT sensitive).
Everyday this guy (a white guy) posts something that white people stereotypically like and sadly, its so true. Every post ends with a tip on how to connect with a white person over that particular item.
You can view the full list from #1 to its current number.
I've been going through this list slowly and realized that I am really fucking white. My mom may be appalled to know this - but I am no longer a halfie, a twinkie (now do you get my screen name?) a hapa (thanks Nanette for showing me a new word!)... I am mostly WHITE! Mom? You know the 9 months you carried me and the 36 hours of painful labor you endured to bring me into this world? Yeah... I hate to tell you but there are no traces of you in me whatsoever.
Out of the 92 items, I like (or really relate to) a whopping 54. Okay, so that number isn't ridiculously high but its still a lot for someone who loves to point out that she's the only minority around or give people a hard time for being insensitive to my culture (I'm generally joking when I do that... I'm not THAT sensitive).
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Young Guns: The Musical
So I was driving to work the other day and heard a commercial for a musical coming through Baltimore: Lerner & Lowe's Camelot. And then they announced that it was starring...
Lou frickin' Diamond Phillips
Stage and film star, LOU DIAMOND PHILLIPS will wear the crown in this magnificent new production of Lerner and Loewe’s timeless masterpiece. Tony nominated for his Broadway performance in the KING AND I, Phillips takes on the role of King Arthur. The enchanted kingdom of CAMELOT, is a place where honor and chivalry reign. But can this idyllic land survive when Queen Guenevere falls in love with Sir Lancelot? The splendid, memorable score includes the romantic and haunting “If Ever I Would Leave You,” the captivating “How to Handle a Woman” and the majestic “Camelot.” Re-discover the grandeur of one of history’s greatest love stories.
I'm speechless. They played a clip of some song of him singing and I almost veered off the road.
First they bring back Molly Ringwald in Sweet Charity... now this? Who else is going to star in a traveling musical? Here are my suggestions (because I would so pay to see these guys):
Anthony Michael Hall
Andrew McCarthy
Michael Scheoffling I would soooooo see anything this guy is in! OMG JAKE RYAN!
And my suggestions for kick-ass musicals:
- Young Guns (seriously... it would be even better if they could bring back everyone from the original movie)
- Sixteen Candles
- Pretty in Pink
- The Breakfast Club
are you seeing a trend here?
What would you pay to see?
Lou frickin' Diamond Phillips
Stage and film star, LOU DIAMOND PHILLIPS will wear the crown in this magnificent new production of Lerner and Loewe’s timeless masterpiece. Tony nominated for his Broadway performance in the KING AND I, Phillips takes on the role of King Arthur. The enchanted kingdom of CAMELOT, is a place where honor and chivalry reign. But can this idyllic land survive when Queen Guenevere falls in love with Sir Lancelot? The splendid, memorable score includes the romantic and haunting “If Ever I Would Leave You,” the captivating “How to Handle a Woman” and the majestic “Camelot.” Re-discover the grandeur of one of history’s greatest love stories.
I'm speechless. They played a clip of some song of him singing and I almost veered off the road.
First they bring back Molly Ringwald in Sweet Charity... now this? Who else is going to star in a traveling musical? Here are my suggestions (because I would so pay to see these guys):
Anthony Michael Hall
Andrew McCarthy
Michael Scheoffling I would soooooo see anything this guy is in! OMG JAKE RYAN!
And my suggestions for kick-ass musicals:
- Young Guns (seriously... it would be even better if they could bring back everyone from the original movie)
- Sixteen Candles
- Pretty in Pink
- The Breakfast Club
are you seeing a trend here?
What would you pay to see?
Friday, March 14, 2008
Hot Local Band
I'm feeling a little sassy/fiesty today. I think its my sweater:
that's me trying to look nonchalant as a I take a photo of myself with my phone.
I wore this sweater for a co-worker who always compliments my pink skull scarf. I don't wear this sweater often to the office because its probably not the most professional of sweaters (although I added a collared shirt for prep appeal!).
Anywho - I guess this sweater combined with my distaste for my teammate in the team building exercise has left me feeling a little froggy.
1. I almost ran over my manager in the parking lot this morning. I didn't realize the little Honda speeding through the parking lot seemed out of control. I was trying to pass a Hotel Shuttle... a hotel that is located ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE OFFICE. These people couldn't walk? I noticed my manager who gave me a startled smile and a wave. He promptly came by my desk this morning to tell me he thought I was going to hit him (he laughed about it at least).
2. I'm trying out for our company's crew team and looked up every woman in our employee locator that's also trying out so that I could size up my competition. Results? I could probably beat up about 60% of the girls trying out. The others would easily break me in two. I'm pretty sure I won't make the cut... unless they test for steroids. Seriously - where did these ladies come from?!
3. In a random conversation with Ben, I said that someone really liked some cool local band called... The Lou Dobbs Project.
You didn't know he was in a speed metal band? Don't let his CNN personna fool you.
I meant to say (as Ben told me): Lloyd Dobler Effect.
I am SO cool and so with it. Isn't it obvious?
that's me trying to look nonchalant as a I take a photo of myself with my phone.
I wore this sweater for a co-worker who always compliments my pink skull scarf. I don't wear this sweater often to the office because its probably not the most professional of sweaters (although I added a collared shirt for prep appeal!).
Anywho - I guess this sweater combined with my distaste for my teammate in the team building exercise has left me feeling a little froggy.
1. I almost ran over my manager in the parking lot this morning. I didn't realize the little Honda speeding through the parking lot seemed out of control. I was trying to pass a Hotel Shuttle... a hotel that is located ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE OFFICE. These people couldn't walk? I noticed my manager who gave me a startled smile and a wave. He promptly came by my desk this morning to tell me he thought I was going to hit him (he laughed about it at least).
2. I'm trying out for our company's crew team and looked up every woman in our employee locator that's also trying out so that I could size up my competition. Results? I could probably beat up about 60% of the girls trying out. The others would easily break me in two. I'm pretty sure I won't make the cut... unless they test for steroids. Seriously - where did these ladies come from?!
3. In a random conversation with Ben, I said that someone really liked some cool local band called... The Lou Dobbs Project.
You didn't know he was in a speed metal band? Don't let his CNN personna fool you.
I meant to say (as Ben told me): Lloyd Dobler Effect.
I am SO cool and so with it. Isn't it obvious?
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Bring on the Consumerism!
Yesterday, The Mr and I watched Oprah. It was actually upon The Mr's insistence that we watch it because the commercial from the day before used the phrase, "Soccer mom by day... stripper by night" and he wanted to see it. Shocking.
I enjoy some Oprah every now and again so it wasn't tough to get me to watch it. Seriously - I love Dr. Oz. Does anyone else? He's such a fun guy. I wish he was my physician.
Anywho - the first half of the show was about this new movement called Freeganism.
Lisa Ling (I love her) did a story on some folks that practiced this lifestyle and followed them on "trash tours". It was INSANE. These people get food from dumpsters. It sounds awful but it was actually really fascinating. They pulled out a lot of perfectly good, unopened food. They were hitting up dumpsters outside of grocery stores, bakeries and restaurants. When I commented on this, The Mr turned to me and shouted, "NO!" (because I get easily swept up in this sort of thing... I hate waste!).
One of the people interviewed noted that the U.S. makes up about 5% of the world's population but consumes 30% of its resources. That's kind of crazy.
I'm not trying to get all political here (but seriously - I want to see what this trash tour is all about. Does anyone know anything about this that they wish to elaborate on?) - but the thing I found the funniest during this whole segment was that while these people were discussing how consumerism rules people's lives and blah blah blah, all I could think about was how much I loved Lisa's sweater, tunic and necklace combo (Where did she get these things? I want them!):
This was the only picture I could find. Purple and red are very cute together. Seriously - I want this outfit.
The whole "freegan" thing was totally lost on me because I am totally driven by consumerism. I like stuff. I like to buy stuff. I like owning stuff.
You can read a recap of the show here.
Would you do this?
I enjoy some Oprah every now and again so it wasn't tough to get me to watch it. Seriously - I love Dr. Oz. Does anyone else? He's such a fun guy. I wish he was my physician.
Anywho - the first half of the show was about this new movement called Freeganism.
Freeganism is an anti-consumerism lifestyle whereby people employ alternative living strategies based on "limited participation in the conventional economy and minimal consumption of resources. Freegans embrace community, generosity, social concern, freedom, cooperation, and sharing in opposition to a society based on materialism, moral apathy, competition, conformity, and greed."[1] The lifestyle involves salvaging discarded, unspoiled food from supermarket dumpsters that have passed their sell by date, but are still edible and nutritious. They salvage the food not because they are poor or homeless, but as a political statement
Lisa Ling (I love her) did a story on some folks that practiced this lifestyle and followed them on "trash tours". It was INSANE. These people get food from dumpsters. It sounds awful but it was actually really fascinating. They pulled out a lot of perfectly good, unopened food. They were hitting up dumpsters outside of grocery stores, bakeries and restaurants. When I commented on this, The Mr turned to me and shouted, "NO!" (because I get easily swept up in this sort of thing... I hate waste!).
One of the people interviewed noted that the U.S. makes up about 5% of the world's population but consumes 30% of its resources. That's kind of crazy.
I'm not trying to get all political here (but seriously - I want to see what this trash tour is all about. Does anyone know anything about this that they wish to elaborate on?) - but the thing I found the funniest during this whole segment was that while these people were discussing how consumerism rules people's lives and blah blah blah, all I could think about was how much I loved Lisa's sweater, tunic and necklace combo (Where did she get these things? I want them!):
This was the only picture I could find. Purple and red are very cute together. Seriously - I want this outfit.
The whole "freegan" thing was totally lost on me because I am totally driven by consumerism. I like stuff. I like to buy stuff. I like owning stuff.
You can read a recap of the show here.
Would you do this?
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