spinach

When did I get into cooking myself fabulous weekend breakfasts? I lived in GA for a year and my uncle used to do it; back then I never understood, but I ate the benefits. I'm nowhere near as dedicated a chef as he is, but a breakfast of eggs, sausage, spinach, 1% milk, and coffee was delicious. Now I'm waiting for it to digest so I can go on a quick run - this week is supposed to be rainy so I want to get the run in while I can.

I eat it straight from the bowl.

while convalescing of course

I thought I had the worst day of work ever yesterday - one of my proposers didn't get to propose, we had to call 911 because of a medical emergency right outside my office, and I made a stupid math error 2 weeks ago that BH just caught that afternoon. I don't like messing up. I don't like watching people throw up in a trash can while I stand around feeling helpless and get them water and a wet paper towel for their forehead. I need first aid training.

I'm a mess.

By 4:30 I was tired of life so I left work, went to the grocery store, went home, and went to sleep at 8pm. But then my period started today so I realize it was all exacerbated by PMS-ing. My trouble with PMS-ing is that I never realize I'm doing it until the MS-ing actually starts. I had to make an emergency run to Kmart b/c I was not prepared at all and there were super long lines - who legit grocery shops in Kmart at 12:30 in the afternoon on a Friday? I wanted to cry. I literally had to talk myself out of crying. Don't worry - I am laughing at myself now. While convalescing of course. Blah!

I skipped running, but did a half hour of beginner sun yoga. My arms hurt from downward facing dog.  Tomorrow is CK's 27th birthday and her plan is to have all the girls go shopping in Hampden, a really cute neighborhood I used to walk around in college with MW. So I bought a present and of course you must look your best while out with a bunch of girls you never met before. Challenge accepted.

Bring your A-game, chicas.

There is a tiny spider in my sissy's car creating webs behind my back. I am trying to kill it by leaving the windows shut tight so it dies from overheating.

the stairs dun Dun DUN

Second day in a row of running. Yesterday it rained so we did a stair workout: jog around the building (0.65mi), then go inside and run/hop up 11 flights of stairs. Repeat to your heart's content. I always wanted to be built thin so all clothes look good on me, but I am built with actual muscles. So 11 flights of stairs isn't that bad. Yeah, I get tired by the 9th flight, but confession - I don't really have to push myself, so I recover quickly. Anyway, today was sunny so I went running with a couple girls and wow were my calves sore-the backs. Must Google ways to stretch calves. But my thighs are perfectly fine. Told you I have muscles.

Today we ran a mile to warm up, stretched, ran another mile, then did lunges and sprints. This was only possible b/c it was just me and LA (M left us when we stopped to stretch). If the rest of the running group had been there it wouldn't have happened; like M, they have an irrational aversion to stretching, and I have never seen them sprint. I sprint faster than the avg girl b/c I'm not really built for long distance. What endurance I have comes from sheer orneriness by mile 3. Even my high school guidance counselor said I was stubborn. My way - no highway option.

I see you trying to find a road out of this ish but it ain't happening. ;-P

Getting bored with business casual. How to dress professionally and still have fun dressing? This is an unexpected aspect of college that I miss. These days I live for casual Friday.

I finally understand the difference between highways and parkways, and I love that most of my commute to work is spent on the parkway. I love trees.

take you far away

Years ago, MW gave me a Marc Jacobs dress she found on clearance at Loehmanns. It looked horrible on me. So I just kind of kept it. Then in January, I got the idea to cut off the top and keep the full skirt for summer. I wore it to work today, but it poured so I had to wear rain boots. I swear I looked like little house on the prairie. Worth it. It's a pale cotton and somehow I managed to attract lipstick and chocolate stains throughout the course of the day. Will those come out with my home dry cleaning kit?

Came home, took out my contacts, changed into my nightclothes, and slept. Two hours later, I'm wearing my glasses, and so glad I had that nap. I didn't even try to meet with the running group today - too tired. The only downside is that when I woke up, I felt slightly sick and weak from lack of food, prompting me to make pasta with cheese and eat Haagen-Dazs afterwards. There goes my plan to sleep my way through losing that last 10 pounds.

This song is stuck in my head!

I discovered the Snip tool on my computer, and now I am unstoppable. How did I never noticed it before?

New drama crack is called Nine:Nine Time Travels. I now love Lee Jin-wook (until the show is over).
New country song find is "Cruise" by Florida Georgia Line
New pop radio find is "Troublemaker" by Olly Murs

wow i drove this weekend

I drove home Friday night after work. It takes 2 hours to get there - up 95 for the first hour and then back country for the second hour. I can't express how much I love my parents. And my siblings. And the family that lives near my parents. And Darcy, or dog. That's why I didn't mind when I moved back home for a couple years to do grad school. My US society tells me I should mind, but if anything I was more ashamed that I didn't mind when I was living at home. Plus home is rural, and I love the woods. I love to be outside in spring, summer, and fall. I'll even take winter in a pinch.

I treated BG to lunch, and we caught up during and afterwards. There is nothing like girlfriends. Okay, except sisters. She still works with Bud. Get this - I was ravenous when we sat down at the table to order. And then she said that the regular hook ups were happening at work and I lost my appetite. A sudden sick jab to my stomach and it was just gone. It must have showed on my face because she skimmed right along to another topic.

Why? It's been almost a year. I'm going to be messed up during/after the grad party in a month. I prefer to trick my mind into thinking all my exes are living happily ever after somewhere and I will never see or hear of them again. Or crappily ever after. I don't care as long as I never see or hear of them again. But life's not like that.

My youngest sissy came back from Japan! She is so good for souvenirs. She brought back multiple presents for everyone. I totally was not expecting that. I'm now the proud owner of GD socks. I squealed. So sad to leave her and drive back down to my apartment.

The GD's are in the middle. Fantastic Baby.

I read Dubus's The Garden of Last Days and didn't realize it was about the last days before 9/11 until I had 20 pages left in the 535 page book. That is a true testament to my powers to not observe something because 9/11 is clearly pasted all over the back cover. When I realized it was about 9/11, I was disappointed because the topic has been done to death, but I did learn, and I liked the writing style.