Who needs sleep!

Last weekend I was in NYC visiting some of my favorite people :-)

It was so much fun! The only problem was that by last "weekend" I actually mean Sat. night. Quite literally. I did not get there until 5:30PM (thanks traffic)! And my bus back to Bean-town was at... 7:10AM!! My friend is currently living in a hotel (so glamorous!) and in typical NYC fashion there is a 24 diner right next door... except what makes it even BETTER is that there is an entrance from inside the hotel meaning fresh 24 hr. diner food without ever going outside!

We went to a Mexican restaurant that was delicious and we got some Margaritas to start off the night. Mine was Passion Fruit and AMAZING! The restaurant was fun with music playing loud enough that you felt like you could get up and dance, but not too loud that you couldn't talk!

Next we went back to the hotel and got tired (food plus a little alcohol = nap) but you can't sleep in NYC so we went to the diner for coffee :-)

Then it was time to get (or at least try to get) beautiful! Hair/makeup/wardrobe change and some wine before we were out the door to head to a bar/lounge type place. I guess the night was Mexican themed because the bar only served Mexican beer! So Corona with a lime it was :-) (for $8!!) small price to pay to enjoy the city. The inside had brick walls with candles in the walls and wax piled up and dripped down the sides. Very cool vibe.. I would attempt this decorating style at home, except my apartment would become a bonfire in seconds.

Got back to the hotel at 3:30? Straight to the diner for pancakes! I got chocolate chip and they were AMAZING three giant pancakes, but they were piled on top of each other and I cut right down.. so really it's only one right?

A nice little nap from 4:30-6:30? and off to the train. Seeing my friends was def. worth the lack of sleep... not like I sleep much anyway! We took pictures... I am not a huge picture post-er, but if you want pictures I will bring them on!

This weekend I am going home to see the fam, since it has been awhile and I need some good home cooking! (and the delicious treats I am too cheap to buy myself/ have no willpower to keep in my apartment).

New Addiction:
PB Twix bar... Literally a long thick Oreo cookie topped with a thick layer of PB and coated in milk chocolate!
I also tried the new Milky Way bar but cannot remember the name. The cookie in that badboy tastes like Astronaut Ice Cream. Never had space food? Its like an airy crunch weirdness.. not bad though!

7.5 Miler Update: I have strained a muscle in my foot and ignored it so my body started using weird muscles when I walk and stuff, which caused my ankle and calf to be ruined too. I was thinking about trying to start training a little early, but I met with a PT guy who said no running for at least a month? and I am supposed to foam roll every day?! It is hard enough to get me to the gym to work out, but I hate stretching (hence my injury) so I really wont be going to foam roll (ever done this? it feels like kneading a knot out KILLS). Might have to go buy one... apparently he said I need new sneakers too... I am NOT a runner I just like this one run because it gets me outside when the weather is nice. Now I have all these new investments! Fail. At least it is going to rain in lovely Boston for the next 2 weeks and I wouldn't even consider leaving my apartment anyway!

I hope you are experiencing some better weather/luck. If not.. chew on a Twix, but make it PB :-)

Blonder and Dumber

On January 24th I looked in the mirror and saw grossness. My stick striaght hair had out grown all the style, layer, angles, bangs and whatnot and my multitoned pretending to be natural highlights had grown out enough to show their true colors. I made the ultimate girl mistake... calling my hairdresser the day I needed the appointment. Fail.

On Feburary 27th when my appointment FINALLY came (he is not a celebrity stylist or anything just LOVES to take vacations and works at salons in various cities throughout the state so he has limited availability ALWAYS) I was very excited. I even turned down a chance to go to NYC with a friend because I knew I was too gross looking to be seen under those bright lights.

My hairdresser had run into my mom and sister. This is why I should not go to the same hair dresser as them. They have naturall darker hair than me and when you compare my natural color to my lightest highlight it looks dark, but my roots had grown in SO MUCH by the time my appointment got around you got to see my real root color. Definetly lighter than my sister and mom... which he pointed out... and was very excited... and an hour later I left the salon much too blonde. He apparently wanted to keep the natural look but I think he got confused because my hair might be lighter than the rest of the fam, but it is NOT blonde AT ALL. He said it was "dirty blonde". I used to say that but I am sticking with light brown with highlights.

It normally looks so perfect. I am too blonde. Hopefully blondes do have more fun.

For some more failures... I let me phone go for a swim in the toilet on Friday night. It is suprisingly coming back to life... slowly. Sadly this is not the first time I have done this. I do not recommend putting your cell in your back jeans pocket. Lil guy slips right out when you go to pee!

I also do not recommend clicking to download random spyware. It could not be spyware. It COULD be a VIRUS. So misleading. Now my laptop is slipping into a cyber abyss. Stupid people who have nothign else to do with their time but create these tricky things. "O I know! Let's get all the overly cautious people and have them THINK they are protecting their precious files but INSTEAD we will kill them!"

To end on a positive note... Blonde or Brunette, Cell phone or no cell phone I AM going to NYC this weekend :-)

What to wear...?

Sweet nothings

I have been trying to plan this event that is finally going down tonight. We have 4 guest speakers planned and I went out to buy them thank you gifts last night and placed a $60 pizza order for the audience (because if they don't care about the panelists at least they will come for the pizza).

I got super stressed suddenly because I checked my e-mail when I got home ($120 later) and saw a lovely message from a peer saying "So I am ordering a bunch of varieties of pizzas and sodas and I bought the presenters scarves".

Seriously? We are going to spend a bajillion dollars on pizza and go super cheap on the gifts? This is how men approach a budget? ARGH! Not to mention I had already said I would take over the gifts and refreshments!

So I flipped out and said some very mean things to Mr. A... he was telling me some story about work and I said something along the lines of "What is your problem? Grow up, who cares? This job is not supposed to be forever. Move on!"

Ouch. It hurt just to write it.

He got really quiet and said sorry, he didn't mean to catch me at a bad time (picture the really hurt, quiet, "I just got shot down" voice). I Instantly felt awful. I explained i had just opened a really annoying e-mail and I didn't mean to let it out on him. He had me explain what had happened, and then he said:

"Ok. So here is what we should do. Both of you cancel the pizza orders. I will go out, buy dough, tomato sauce, cheese, even some meat variety and make you 6 pizzas for about $40 for materials. You get more pizzas for less, and the money you save can go towards the gifts."

Awwww. After me being a bitch, he still wants to help and calm me down AND is understanding <3
I of course did not make him be a pizza man, but as I have ALWAYS said, it is the thought in the small daily gestures that counts :-)

And you thought my heart was made of coal! Well I guess this post proves more that HIS heart isn't made of coal. I am still the mean one. Hm, at least we balance each other! :-P

Ew sry. No more sappiness.

Adult Diaper?

I have decided that there is something very wrong with me. I pee more than the pregnant lady that sits near me. I am so thirsty all the time. I drink water/coffee/water/tea REPEAT!

I am also very tired, because I wake up 20 million times a night to pee! This prevents REM which equals a bad night of sleep. This also has created a rash on my hands from washing so much and now using lotion! (how my work has mouthwash in the bathroom but no lotion I will not understand)

I even had to leave a meeting to pee... and I had just gone before it started!
But ENOUGH about my bladder... or lack of...

My first question today is: What is the proper length of morning for a break-up?
I have heard ratios such as 1/3 of the length of the relationship.
I have heard a standard 2 weeks.

My next question is: Where did my roommate meet the nicest friends of all time?
We are receiving "Keep your chin up" chocolate gift baskets... "You deserve better than him" cookie jars (filled)... apparently an edible arrangement is on the way?

Now if only the girl who went through the break-up (a month ago) was eating all of it! Nope her silly roommate... ME... gets it ALL. Which is lovely for my love of all things delicious... but I am starting to feel bad hogging all the YUM / my hips are starting to hog all the fabric on my jeans (minor exaggeration... but it FEELS that way :-P) I am thinking I am just going to accept my chocolate hibernation because that AWFUL VDAY is coming up and chocolate is the only good part!

My feelings about VDAY have not changed. I just appreciate the surprise teddy bear for no reason other than he was thinking of me more than forced celebration because of this random day. I admire those who are naturally sweet enough to love VDAY though :-) I just cannot make a big event of it... some chocolate, champagne and a movie night in is good enough for me! OR last year we had an ANTI VDAY Beruit Tournament. Now that is fun! What is your love/hate relationship with VDAY like?

Well.. Cheers! I am off to drink more champagne water and eat more chocolate fruit!

P.S. EVERYONE (whether you hate VDAY or love it) GO SEE THIS 2.12.10!

Was lost- then found- and now lost again

I have been so mentally busy! The new unexpected roomie made herself at home (I am saying this in a nice way not a b!tch get outta my space way... you never know with typing). We are quite the happy team, even though we did not know each other existed pre-move-in, things have worked out very well. She buys double stuffed oreos and shares (and I owe her a new pack because of my usual weekend binge).

Also my ex-roomie, but still bestie came from the Big Apple to visit my modest homely city... that's right MY city... YOU MOVED... you know who you are :-P
We had a fun visit full of catching up, mainly around food. You know when you read those magazines and they tell you to bond with a run instead of a meal? Never going to happen. Hey friend, it has been awhile, why don't we lace up and chat? I would break my face trying to pay attention to her juicy life stories AND keeping my left foot from tripping my right. Maybe I should take "Ability to multitask" off my resume?

Anyway! So Big Apple (that's your name now) and I socialized at a couple different friends' apartments, but we settled in for an earlyish night of snacks and The Pregnancy Pact, because sometimes 18 pregnant teens is more interesting than beer. We went out for b-fest in the morning and I was lucky enough to spill my plate of ketchup with a side of omelet all over my jeans. I then had the brilliant idea of flicking the ketchup off me.. and onto everyone else. Like I said, I am pretty bright.

After a nice weekend, I expected a pretty smooth week to follow. Nope. I have already gone to pick up a package, that was opened during transit with its contents stolen. I also got to walk to the train yesterday in what felt like a tropical storm, with winds so strong that my umbrella became more work than caring for a newborn baby. And when I finally made it home, I found two GIANT beastly "women" being shown my apartment when I received no notice. Technically 4 people should be living in it, and right now there are only two of us, but these "girls" are division 1 college basketball players. I am 5 ft. 2 in. on a tall day, so I am not joking when I say that they will not fit on my couch or chairs or at the kitchen table.

That was yesterday. Today my outfit is cuter, you may say I am shallow, but I will put positive energy anyway I can into the universe right now! I am off to channel some good thoughts. My diet was pure sugar yesterday, so maybe I will be less irritable today with good thoughts, good clothes, and good food. Wish me luck!

No longer alone!

Last Monday after the amazing Celtics game (we lost but it was close.. A for effort guys) I come home to a suitcase... in my living room. Next to the suitcase? A PERSON!

But nobody was moving in anymore right? NOPE wrong! Apparently she was living with her boyfriend of 2.5 years and they broke up, so she needed somewhere to live, fast. She is actually very nice and we have a lot in common, so besides the initial shock, I am very happy :-)

Anyway, I had a nice relaxing weekend and even saw Obama yesterday! He came into Boston to support the Democratic party running for the MA seat in Senate. I tend to be Republican, but Obama is a celebrity so I stood outside and froze to death to catch a glimpse of the man. I have to figure out what why I am voting on Tuesday because apparently "every vote counts" this time... except don't they tell us that every time? The news did sounds pretty convincing last night, so it is time to do a little political research!

This week is the Jersey Shore season finale! This is a show I tried SO HARD not to watch! But it is like a train wreck and you cannot turn it off! At least it is over after this week and I do not need to see "The Situation" cause more problems and all that gel... come on guys lay off the hair products :-P

I also am very excited for The Pregnancy Pact on Lifetime. It is the movie based on the 18 high school girls that got pregnant on purpose! Very sad, but I am intrigued into WHY they thought that was a good idea!

I have realized that grocery shopping before a long weekend is a really bad idea, because all I do is sit around and eat all my new food until there is none left! Off to watch All About Aniston on Lifetime and finish what is left in my cabinets... Maybe if all the crap is gone, I can actually try to eat well tomorrow!

Lessons Learned

Several bad things happened yesterday... let's count down.

#5: I drank coffee. It only made me feel a little sick, but the worst part was that I lost my month long coffee virginity to a luke warm cup of burnt hazelnut. Not the dreamy creamy steamy hazelnut the Green Mountain Coffee description promised. I settled like Britney with KFed. Coffee Whore.

#4: I took the wrong meds... WHOOPS! This was a biggie. I am supposed to take... are you reeady?
- 1 pill every morning for my stomach
- 1 antibiotic pill for my lack of wisdom teeth every 4 hours
- 2 pain pills every 2-3..er... I mean 4-6 hours so my face doesn't hurt me as much as it's killing all those poor soals in my office that have to look at it
- 1 controller of birth at night... because labor sounds painful (except I always fail at remembering this one so who knows? :-P haha... not/really not funny)
So how did I mess this up? Instead of my antibiotics I was taking some random pill prescribed to me in 2004! For I have no idea what! After my second pill of the day I got bored and read the label... was very eye opening. Instantly felt naucious, but because I refuse to throw up ever, I sat with a fist over my mouth as pale as Anne Hathaway until my body gave up and relaxed. Luckily I looked it up and nothing dangerous would happen if I combined it with all the other pills mentioned above. FEUF!

#3: I listed to a song called "LOL :-)" (LOL Smiley Face... yes that is the same of the song not just me smiling at you) It is a fabulous tune that my younger sister with terrible taste in music put on my iPod. I am now in love with it, and I should not be. It is stuck in my head... A little excerpt so you do not youTube it and never get it out of your head like myself:
"Go to my page and follow, if you got a body like a Coke bottle.
Shorty sending twit pics sayin come and get this
LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face"

#2: I got in this horrible habit of not being able to go to sleep until I have had 2 bowls of ice cream, and 8-10 cookies. Last night I did coconut ice cream, coconut macaroons, and chocolate chip cookies. I have gained 5 lbs in 1 week exactly. That is unhealthy America. Do not imitate.

#1: By far the worst thing I did yesterday was watch a Dateline special on that girl "Jaycee" that was kidnapped by a couple on her way to the bus, and kept in the backyard in tents for 18 years!? Raped, tortured, and brainwashed. Gave birth to 2 girls and raised them in the backyard. That awful story combined with these strong pain meds gave me the weirdest dreams. I kept imagining the two little daughters were knocking at my window crying for help or that the kidnapper was on my ceiling spiderman style watching me sleep. Really freaky stuff. Dateline and pain killers DO NOT MIX.

Well everyone says mistakes are good if you learn from them right? So I woke up today much smarter and have already done some good things :-)

1) Some J@CK@$$ getting onto the train today yelled at me for rushing to catch the T that was about to leave... umm hello? Don't be jealous if your slow suburban ass can't rush to the train like my quick city slick behind!

He yells: HEY LADY! We are all trying to make the train! (In a husky def. smoker voice... bet that lack of lung capacity doesn't help you move faster MISTER)

I respond by saying nothing and getting my ass on the train, but once I realize I have made it I was so proud and I turned with a huge smile and said: Would you like me to hold it for you? :-) :-) And I stood in the doorway so it wouldn't close and leave the last string of stragglers behind. HA!

2) I got French Vanilla coffee today and it is delectable!

Tonight I am off to Newport, Rhode Island. Home of the mansions. All the girls from high school get together every year and we do a little swap nothing expensive because it is ALL the girls, not just the really close group I had in high school of maybe 4... but more like 20 girls. One of the girls now lives in some fancy place in Newport and offered to hoast this year, should be fun :-)

If I do not write again, becuase this is a long post which may take several days to read :-P ...Eat, Drink, and Be Merry! Happy Holidays/Merry Christmas

Chubby Cheeked

I got my wisdom teeth out! I am starting to feel rather jolly and catch onto the Christmas spirit since my face is as chubby as Mr. Claus!

Besides having chipmunk cheeks... (and a double chin why does getting teeth pulled make your neck fat?) I have also officially determined that for the month of July I will be in Central Europe! Main locations will be Prague, Budapest, and Vienna! I am very excited!

Now that both of my procedures are done, I have to go back to work on Monday, so it looks like Sunday is my main day for Christmas shopping! Hopefully the malls wont be crazy, but who am I kidding? They will be.

Things I want:
- A cookbook so I don't get lazy and live off of canned soup for dinner
(should include lunches to-go so that I am not buying lunch everyday at work)
- A pair of nude/blush pumps
- A new pair of tall black boots (mine are all worn out... all 3 pairs)

Not all that exciting, but necessary :-)
Presents I still have to buy:
- Mr. A
- Mr. A's Mom (funny how I only get his mom a gift, not his dad)
- My lovely mother
- My moody sister (I do not understand high school kids these days)
- My suddenly health concious father (after 50 my parents really started changing it up with working out and eating better)

Any gift ideas for either myself or others? I will be checking the sales online all day since I had to drag my puffy faced self into work. AND as a reward for coming into work on the most popular week to take off ever... I am about to take my first sip of coffee since my ulcer. Wish me luck!

Decaf Please

Since I last visited blog land, I have been dealing with the repercussions of my ulcer. Medication and doctors appointments... I have an endoscopy on Tuesday to find out what is wrong with me. They are putting me to sleep from 2:30PM-5:30PM while they stick a tube with a camera down my throat and look inside my stomach and pull biopsies to test my stomach wall.

The worst part about the endoscopy? It was a rushed appointment, so they had to "hard block" the time AKA making room for me when there wasn't any... which puts me at 2:30 which means I cannot eat ALL DAY until I get out at 5:30 all drugged up. The worst part about my ulcer? I have not had coffee since it happened! Yup, almost two weeks ago I had my final cup (not forever, just for now). Thankfully, the withdrawal headaches have stopped, and I have started slowing back into it by drinking caffinated tea, but I miss my warm black cup of heavenly coffee in all the assortment of flavors that Green Mountain, Starbucks, and Dunkin Donuts have to offer!

I did manage to sneak into Crate & Barrel to get some Christmas shopping started. That store is so festive :-) I also heard Ann Taylor calling my name with 40% any full priced item in store today! I got a $48 super soft cardigan for $28! WIN.

All I really want for Christmas... is a cup of coffee AND to be drinking it next to/ in a fireplace. Boston is 25 degrees today! That is Fahrenheit NOT Celsius!

I thought I was in labor...

... I was actually having my very first ulcer!

How exciting! Apparently my body did not like the truckload of garbage I fed it over Thanksgiving, because Monday night my lovely roommates accompanied me to the emergency room AKA the ER... except George Clooney-less.

I got a doctor pretty close to Clooney (as close as a non god species can get) his name is John Jesus...no lie. How reassuring is a name like that? With a smile like his... I knew everything would be alright :-)

Tests I endured include (but are not limited to):
- Blood samples
- Urine sample
- Blood Pressue
- Tempurature checks
- Two exams in the nether regins that I will not name
- Chest X-Ray
- Ultrasound of every organ between my heart and my hips: rather interesting actually! I never took anatomy so it was nice knowing where my pancreas and gall bladder are (not that I remember)
- An IV WITH pain meds :-)... John was so considerate

It all started with dinner. A delicous dinner I was enjoying sitting on the couch, relaxing after work. I started feeling weird pains coming from my stomach, but I thought maybe it was all those chocolate squares and peanut butter cookies. So I ignored it and finished my dinner. Stomach pains got really sharp. I started getting a little weirded out, so I googled. Never google a pain. Google will tell you, you are dying. Every. Time.

I layed in bed for a little, but I was curled in a ball because the pain was getting worse and worse. I called my doctor who asked a bunch of questions including, could you be pregnant? I instantly reached under my bed and took my handy dandy emergency preggers test. Negative. Called back and she said I need to go to the ER because of all the organs in a stomach it could be nothing or it could be serious.

8 hours later I leave the hospital feeling better, tired, got a prescription for stomach meds, AND an appointment with a Gasternologist (or however you spell stomach doctor).

Too bad John Jesus will no longer be taking care of me...

Doctor's Update

So many things happened at the doctors!

1) I convinced her to give me anti-anxiety pills for when I fly! Normally I shake the whole flight... I even am sore the next day as if I had been working out. PATHETIC! Now I get to pop a lil pill which will bring instant ZEN to my body for 4-6 hours :-) I also was advised to take one on a day I have literally nothing to do so I can see how my body reacts. How fun! A day of zen for no reason whatsoever!

2) The following conversation:
DOC: Are you still with the same guy?
ME: Yes
DOC: Do you wear a seatbelt?
ME: Not always... (Wondering why the doctor is speaking in child code)
DOC: **Shakes head**
ME: Well see it has really only been the one guy for six whole years so...
DOC: **Smiles/Laughs** OH! haha Sorry! I changed subjects and I didn't tell you.
ME: O! Real seatbelts? Yes. It is the first thing I put on when I get in a car! **Face SO red**
(Now really? What did you think she meant?)

3) They took my blood. Apparently, they are not convinced I am getting enough nutrients. Seems like I am either eating pure CRAP all day, or there's something wrong with me and my body isn't absorbing anything. This is not the best news... BUT they took my blood :-) So with every problem, comes a solution! I will find out next week the latest what my lazy body has done to itself AND I have officially been prescribed 1-2 TUMS a day as a calcium supplement. Strong bones.. here I come!

4) The nurse who took my blood decided to go on a fishing expedition after already sticking me with the needle! Not the funest experience. It took her literally 3 minutes (I timed her) to decide which vein to poke... after all that debating she picked one that was too skinny so she had to have the needle JUST RIGHT (Goldylocks style) to get it to work. This apparently requires her to spin the needle around my arm hoping to run into a blood supply. Thanks nurse. When she finished she says, "Wow I really made my paycheck on that one!" Hmm... Exactly what are you egtting paid? Because if that was quality why do I have a bruise the size of my fingernail where you inserted a teeeny tiny needle?

5) To end on a good note... I have 20/20 vision :-) All these years of staring at a computer screen hasn't gotten to me yet! Woohoo! (Except ever since Halloween I have been secretly wishing I needed glasses, but I guess that will come with time anyway).

Good things that have happened today:

1) I have discovered a new guilty pleasure... Fur vests (Check out Express! So soft! I would get it in brown.
2) I got a free T-shirt at work! Free T-shirts stop me from buying real workout clothes... so I may look homeless at the gym, but I will look fab. everywhere else I go!

This is how long it took me to recover from last weekend...

I have been delaying this post because I have pictures to go with it, BUT once I get into next week I will feel weird writing about this week so I will just update the post with pics when I get a chance!

Night #1
Last Friday I was an artsy nerd, and it was great! I put paint on my face, hair, and shirt. Then I had my suspenders with shorts, high socks, and red heels. The best part was my glasses :-) I know I will regreat saying this one day, but I really wish I needed glasses.
If you want to think about chaos, picture this night. My friends and I were all dressed up in our costumes and it started to rain, so we didn't want to walk over to the party and ruin our awesome getups. Bummed that we were staying in a group of us started taking shots, which led to more shots, and more. I then discovered that my chaser was actually a MIXED DRINK. Fabulous. So by the time the rain stopped, I was feeling pretty good and we walked over to a party. O! But I forgot to mention my friend has vistors: 2 guy friends and 1 girl were up from home. So at the party, the girl visting LEAVES with a RANDOM guy in a city she DOES NOT KNOW! Best part? Her phone DIES! So we all wake up the next morning and pull a Hangover moment... Where's Lisa? She doesn't know our numbers... FAIL. Somehow afternoon rolls around, and she shows up in our apartment lobby! She had to wake up, realize she was in some guy's bed (covered in blue paint from his costume), wake him up, get him to DRIVE her back INTO BOSTON. Yup. He lived outside the city. Talk about terrible safety skills.

Night#2
On Sat. I was preggers Giselle and Mr. A was up so he was Tom Brady. I quite enjoyed being fake pregnant because a fake baby bump is very convient for the following things:
-Cup holder
-Crowd clearer
-Getting horror looks when you take a sip out of your drink
-Making your hips look smaller
-Letting you get beer bloated and not caring!
I would highly recommed stuffing a stuffed animal under a stretchy tight black dress and wearing some great heels next time you are out. Great fun.

I thought I would get some extra sleep because of daylight savings, but NOPE! The fire alarm goes off in our apartment at 5 AM (I got in bed at 4/4:30ish). Mr. A is not use to my fire alarm and though it was the TV... so as I was bundling up and putting on shoes he was turning on and off the TV and getting very annoyed... until I explained we had to evacuate the building. Once we were all outside, the fire department and police came... 40 min later they decide it will take a long time to clean up, so we are escorted to the lobby of another building... everyone passes out on chairs, benches, the floor. Around 7:30 we are finally let back into the building... so much for getting an extra hour of sleep!

This weekend is my roommates birthday! Hopefully it is lots of fun, and slightly less crazy!

Tis the season!

I am nearing the end of another crazy week!

The good news:
I am done interviewing :-)

I have 2 job offers to decide between, both with start dates in January :-) :-)


I bought my Halloween costume!
- For those of you who live in the city, it is near impossible to find an inexpensive costume store. DO NOT FRET. iParty graciously rented space on Boylston Street for the season! I bought black suspenders, artsy/dork glasses with clear lenses a black frame and jewels on the winged out ends of the frame, and a black bowtie! I am channeling Laney Boggs from She's All That- The Freddie Prince Jr. and Paul Walker old school movie :-) I am going to be an artsy-nerd by wearing my fab. glasses, my hair in a messy up do with pencils sticking out (paint brushes cost too much sry), a white t-shirt with paint stains tucked into a pair of my black shorts with the suspenders attached, the black bowtie around my neck, and a pair of black sparkly knee highs with some pair of shoes (undetermined because I want to be cute and have heels on but thats not very dorky... maybe my red heels because they are fun?)... To get my accessories all I spent was $15! In downtown Boston! Wonderful.

The bad news:
I consumed a billion calories in peanut butter, crasins, and chocolate chips last night. Once I started, I could not stop. I also consumed 1/3 of an Apple Tart my roommate made, along with a regular day of eating (which is alot for me anyway) AND I am totally skipping working out today. Too sluggish from all my eating last night :-P

I have two exams in my classes and I have been so distracted by real life I have not prepared properly (or at all).

Fall Flavors

In an attempt to avoid work, I am planning out some recipes I want to try out. Because I am one of the worst cooks in the whole world... I will post about my experience making each of these so you can al get a good laugh out of my failure :-P

Roasted Butternut Squash and Shallot Soup
5 stars

Brown Sugar-Glazed Sweet Potato Wedges
4 stars

Caramelized Black Bean "Butter"
3 stars

Cranberry Walnut Tabouleh
5 stars

Spiced Apple-Pecan Oatmeal
Not Rated

YUMMY! Right? Oh... I love Fall. Just writing this post made me so hungry! I got up to go look around my apartment for a snack and had my coffee in my hand. I sat back down at my computer and ate my snack before I realized my coffee was missing. I searched all over my apartment... the tables, the floor, the microwave. Where did I find it? Sitting on the shelf inside my food pantry. Poor cup of Pumpkin Spice Coffee was lost for so long I had to reheat it! I am too young to be acting so old and spacey :-/

Another addiction

Dear Oats & Chocolate Fiber One Bars,

Please leave me alone.

Your chocolatey goodness is delicious and nutrious... but only when used sparingly. Everytime I buy a box, you are gone in a couple days. I can't stop myself.

Your new ads along the T are tourture. After seeing them everywhere, I have to go home and have one! Please stop stalking me!

Your label should say...
Beware: Too delicious to try.

Sincerely,

Your Biggest (figuratively and soon to be literally) Fan

Goodbye!

5 pounds! They have got to go. Now I am not normally the type to step on a scale... BUT I did and then I did again... and the number kept going up.

See my problem is I like/LOVE food. I can't stop eating. Even as I am typing this I am eating. Luckily I have a fast metabolism, but it can't work miracles! For now I have decided to stop eating after 9 PM on weekdays. Hopefully this is all it takes. I don't even pretend I will be following any limits on weekends.

Here's to eating all day long... until 9!

P.S. Thanks to those who gave advice. I will not be contacting Mrs. Officer with any life tips, but I do want to be prepared for when she calls asking what to do. I have seen good and bad divorces. Hopefully this is some lame attention attempt from a lonely bitter neighbor, but if not, I hope they think about the kids... (wow me caring about kids!)

... I guess I am not the Tin Man :-) (is that the one that wanted a heart?)

True Story

A woman I know... let's call her Mrs. Officer... recieved a letter in the mail a week ago that said "You should stop talking about other people's families. Maybe your life isn't perfect either". Mrs. Officer came over crying saying how cruel the world was.

Apparently these people are still in high school because instead of letting it go (my advice) she calls the mother of her daughter's enemy and says "It's not my fault your 14 year old is having sex. Maybe you should control your family and worry less about mine." To which Mrs. Enemy says "You need help. I worry about you."

Two days later, Mrs. Officer recieves another letter "If you don't know what I mean maybe you should ask your husband's mistress." Gues who gets the mail and reads the letter? Mrs. Officer's 14 year old daughter. Now the daughter hates her dad, there is no proof it is/isn't true. Mr. Officer's response was "Ignore it". How does one react to that? Is it a grown up high school game? Or is it true...

Theory one: My father thinks it is the daughter's enemy writing the letters.
Theory two: My mother thinks it is the mistres writing the letters.
Theory three: Mr. Officer thinks it is Mrs. Enemy writing the letters.

I (for once) have no opinion. Help me. What advice do I give? What do you think is going on? I need your theories!

Locked Up

I went home for the weekend to see my cousin who is visiting from South America.

The first night we hosted a Margarita night/ jewlery party (and earned $400 in jewlery credit!)

The second night we had a family night and played monopoly (I won) and I went to the basement to go to bed (my cousin got my old room) and I saw a grey/black thing fly/run past the stairs. I screamed and closed the door. My cousin opened the door trying to act macho oo yea I got this. Opens the door, screams, and closes the door. A bat was flying at him! Yup. We had a bat in our basement!!!

I had to sleep on the couch on the middle floor. In the morning, my dad googled how to catch a bat, got a box, saw the bat hanging upside down on our curtain (EW!) and trapped it in the box and released it outside.

I go back to Boston the next day, and my family woke up early Sunday to go to Worcester State for a Field Hockey tournament. My cousin stayed home to sleep. He was sleeping in the basement because it was cooler down there. I get a phone call from my mom around 6:30 PM. She accidentally locked my cousin in the basement ALL DAY LONG! No food no bathroom! Terrible.

I Got Lost

In my first attempt to find the boathouse for my veyr first rowing lesson, I got lost. Apparently all you need to do is "follow the river". But because I was way overconfident with my knowledge of the city, I took a "shortcut". Let's just say... I did not make it to class.


See the number 9? That's right. I walked/ran/jogged over 9 miles trying to find the place. I was nowhere near. See the water at the top of the map? That's where I should have started following the river. Good thing I had my "shortcut".

I made it there via car today though. Rowing is interesting... It was alot of learning terminology and now my head hurts..

Also the infamous Victoria's Secret orders have started rolling in. Somehow a back ordered item made it before the rest of the in-stock items?

My bloggy friend Allison has tagged me in an award!!! Stay tuned to see more about it!

Drunk Online Shopping

I have a problem. It is serious. I need help. I have ADOSD. Addictive Drunk Online Shopping Disorder. This is not a laughing matter. I am unemployeed.

I wake up to order shipment memos in my inbox and cannot recall placing the order in the first place! Sometimes I do not even know until I go to check my mail and I have a package!

This morning I work up to not 1... not 2... not 3... but 4!!! shipment emails! All of them from Victora's Secret! I guess I couldn't make up my mind because I had to place 4 seperate orders! Rediculous. Anybody know of a rehab I can go to?