Running (Wo)Man

This morning was my 3rd run of the week, which means I have a break until Sunday.

Running is going pretty darn well. I mean, it hurts - right now my right calf is very sore -but I feel so happy and calm and relaxed after running outside (I am such a hippy!) that I completely understand the whole "runners euphoria" thing. I am really getting into this.

Next week will be a whole new adventure as we start the next segment of training and The Boyfriend will not be slowing himself down to keep pace with me. The Dude is just too tall for me to keep up with (at least until I lose some weight!) so I will be on my own starting Sunday.

Yesterday I did a 3 mile walk at lunch with L, and we saw Danny Bonaduce walking with a pack of people, trying very hard to get noticed.

Man, he is a short dude.

Running

So, The Boyfriend and I have decided to start running as a new form of exercise, and a new way for me to avoid the gym as much as possible.

We are doing the Couch to 5k Running Program, with out ultimate goal being able to run 3 miles, 3-4 times a week and lift weights at the gym 2 days a week.

Sunday was our first day and I am happy to report that all went as well as can be expected when you are not a runner (as I am). I am sore today, but I am sore in my stomach area mostly. Which is good because that is where I need a lot of work exercise-wise.

I will keep you updated as to how well I take to this. My father is a runner - he has completed 2 marathons and usually runs 6 miles a day.

Man I hope this running thing is genetic.

So Long, Farewell

Today is Kathy's last day at the office where I also work. I like to believe I am not the reason she is leaving, but who the hell knows, I can be difficult.

Kathy and I met doing extra work on the film "First Daughter." It was my first and only experience doing extra work, but that story is for a later time. It was nice to have someone normal to talk to (normal people were few and far between), and she helped me get through two TERRIBLE nights. The best part was when we realized that Kathy worked at the same place I was going to be interviewing with. So, again, she gave me pointers and was very friendly when I came for my interview.

That was 3 years ago and since I met Kathy she has been my friend, my confidante, my co-star, my co-producer, my co-worker. What else can you say about someone who forwards you obnoxious voice-mails from family members to laugh at? Or buys your Boyfriend a Chafing dish because you tell her that he wants one for his birthday and you won't buy it for him? I mean honestly, who WANTS a chafing dish?

So, even though I am sad that I won't be able to walk 2 feet and talk to her whenever I want to, I will still see her often. Whether she likes it or not.

This is a picture of us on set of our short film "The Social Club". I'm putting this one up because I like this picture of myself. See, difficult.


Photo by Rachel.

Happy Actual 33rd Birthday

So, as some of you may remember, The Boyfriend thought he was turning 33 last year and was pretty unhappy about it.
Well now there is no escaping it - this year HE IS 33! Go and let him know what an old man he is.

I mean, look at him, doesn't he look old?!




And don't I look pretty?!

Sorry, I just like that picture.

Happy birthday, Boyfriend. I hope you have an awesome day. Just try not to break your hip.

Knit

So, I finished my first ever non-scarf knitting project! It is a present, so I have to wait until J&T receive it before I can post any photo's.

In other news, I am knitting another scarf. This one is for the boyfriend. I'm sure he will appreciate it now that it has cooled down below 90 degrees around here.

So Now You're Back - From Outer Space

Hi there. As most of you already know we are back form our whirl-wind trip around the southern parts of the US.

It was amazing, fun, interesting, eye-opening and full of yummy food as we ate our way home.

And now I am back at work. Which wasn't as hard to come back to as I thought it would be. I guess mostly because I got a lot of hugs and "We missed you, if felt like you were gone for months!" which is nice to hear!

And I am back on the South Beach Diet to try and lose some of this car-trip weight I gained (partially due to discovering Waffle House. Have you eaten there? It's freaking AWESOME!) and mostly because I have about 6 months to my 30th Birthday and I am pretty much back to where I started. Oh well, I had a great time, I got to spend a ton of time with The Boyfriend, which is how I would spend everyday if I had the chance, I saw some really cool sights and I visited with my sister and her family.

If I could, I would head out on the road again tomorrow.

Apparently The Boyfriend + Al Franken books on cd + Lewis Black on cd + tons of candy and food make me a happy, happy person.

Who knew?

The Bags Are Packed

And I am anxiously awaiting the time to leave for the airport.

See you all in 2 weeks!

And Happy Early Birthday to my Bro.

The Final Countdown

Oh peoples, the impending "leaving for vacation" countdown rolls on. I guess we should get our luggage out and start thinking about packing. It's hard to figure out what to take on a trip that starts on the beaches of North Carolina (which are right now being pelted with rain) and ends with a road-trip through the hot-as-hell Texas/Arizona.

We just finished house/dog sitting for the family I babysit for. They just adopted a puppy that is just the cutest thing, but he's BIG and playful and requires a lot of attention. If the past 5 days taught me anything it's that I am not ready to be a pet owner or a mother. The constant vigilance is tiring.

T Minus 11 Days

Until The Boyfriend and I begin our roadtrip! I am literally counting the seconds until I have 2 glorious weeks away from work.

O Yeah!

So, I am just going to bypass the long and painful story of my trip to the post office this weekend with The Boyfriend (NEVER had I wanted to own a gun so badly in my life) and jump to the highlight of our experience which was when I realized that this guy was in line behind us.

That's right, Kid, of "Kid 'n Play" fame was standing in line behind me at the post office. Never have I wanted to interrupt a celebrity's day so much!

Except I didn't know his real name. And I realized that my gushing over him would sound something like this "Oh man, you are Kid from Kid 'n Play! I loved you when I was like 12!" and that just sounds mean. Plus, he seemed like a nice guy, goofing around with what I assume was his daughter while waiting in line.

Congrats Bro!

Just found out this morning that my older brother was promoted to Chief of the Fire Department in the town where I grew up.

Congrats Brother! I am so freaking proud of you I can't even explain.

It has been a life-long dream of his to be a firefighter and let me tell you, he kicks ass at it.
When I was in high school he used to let me go on smaller calls with him if they were close to the house. I have even watched him single-handedly put out a small brush fire by himself.

So, you probably get the point of this post already. My brother rocks. I couldn't be prouder of him.

Shout out to Sherry

I just called AT&T to ask a question about my bill. I kind of knew the answer, but it definitely needed to be double checked.

Anyhoo the person helping me, Sherry, was super nice and very quick to get to the bottom of my billing question, also supplying me with the answer I was pretty sure I was going to get going into this call.

Imagine my surprise when, at the end of everything, she thanked me for being so nice when I called and told me I was the nicest caller she had had all day.

I seriously blushed.

I informed her that I, too have worked in a call center and in customer service so I understand the trials and tribulations of the job.

Hmmm

What is it about an upcoming trip that makes you spend lots of money?

What is it about Mondays that makes people let a little too much of the crazy out? I have a co-worker who constantly lets people know that today is the worst day of their life. I have a hard time understanding this.

I mean, I have bad days. Lots of them. But they usually aren't that bad.

I would be more apt to exclaim that today is the most "meh" day of my life than anything else.
I think I will begin all conversations from now on my letting people know that "TODAY IS THE MOST MEH DAY OF MY LIFE."

I think it will be fun.

Two Posts!

One Day!

Also - 2 things I have just learned:

1. I really really really need to have money to travel. Travel outside of the country money. And soon.

2. It's a very long, boring day when I can't pick up the phone and call The Boyfriend whenever I feel like it.

OTC

I had acupuncture for the first time last weekend. It freakin rocks. I felt so tired and yet so energized afterwards. They put 19 needles in me and they were so excited that it was my first time, they kept telling me I was handling it well. I spent most of Saturday feeling pretty rough, but when I woke up Sunday morning I felt AMAZING. I had energy. I didn't have a headache. I am completely addicted.
Migraines run in my family. So do allergies. I was lucky enough to inherit both. At least mine aren't as bad as my Grandmothers. She would be in the hospital for 3 days with a migraine. With the pollen count the highest it's been in years, I have not been having a good spring. And med's just weren't helping. I can't tell you the last time I didn't have a headache. When I found out my Grandmother used to go to Canada to get accupuncture, that sealed the deal for me. I have wanted to try it for years. I am so sorry I waited that long.

The Boyfriend is working as a P.A. for the a few days in Malibu. While the money is nice, it sucks not having dinner waiting for me when I get home. Or breakfast made for me in the morning.
Yes, I am spoiled.

That's all for now. I know it doesn't seem like much, but there are more things going on. Like roadtrips to plan.

If you had one night in Nashville, where would you go?

This is Getting Comical

Today, I wore jeans as it is Friday and therefore "casual day" at work.

Today I wore my new green t-shirt that I was complimented on!

Today, my jeans have finally decided to shuffle their mortal coil and get a whole in the upper thigh area, rendering them useless.

Today The Boyfriend met me for lunch and forgot to bring another pair of jeans, that I had requested so that I don't get in trouble for my inappropriate jeans at work. He has avoided being in trouble for this by being VERY sorry that he forgot them, as well as the fact that my thighs rubbing together seems to hide the whole for now.

Today, I wore underwear, which was apparently a blessing in disguise. Also, I am starting to feel better so instead of breaking into tears over this, I can laugh at it instead!

Great

Now I am sick. This is just awesome. And I know exactly where this sickness came from thanks to the extremely sick co-worker who hacked all over everyone for over a week.

Argh.

I am someone who has sever allergies and yet rarely gets really sick. Since I am used to daily headaches and sneezing and other allergy type stuff, I just don't know how to deal with this type of thing. Why do colds and such make me all emotional and weepy?

Good grief.

Um, hi

I haven't been writing because anything that is going on in my life right now seems to be a fight. I am really sick of pretty much everything and would just like to run away.

Happy Birthday to Me!

So, today is my 29th birthday. What I love most about today is that all last week when people would ask he how old I was turning, I would say 29 and their immediate response was telling me what a baby I still am (in a nice way, I just realized that could sound like everyone was being really mean).

Today has started out pretty awesome. I got to skip the gym, The Boyfriend made me an omelet, Lisa made this awesome blueberry concoction complete with Vanilla Ice Cream and Julie and Angela brought me donuts, complete with SEVERAL choices for maple since they know that maple bars are my favorite!

And it's not over! I am going to Chili's for lunch with Vicki and out to dinner tonight! Good lord, can you tell I like to celebrate with food?! And how nice that all my friends know this about me and keep me supplied with sugar all day!

My Dad called me from work at 7 am this morning and my Mom called me later and sang Happy Birthday to me.
Like I said, it's been an awesome morning.

Last week was another story. Last week I just wanted to stomp around and hate everyone. But this week, this week I think everything is good.

I am happy. And full. And 29.

Next week I will be cutting me hair off again. This is becoming a yearly tradition for me!

Such Sweetness

Said to me yesterday morning, by The Boyfriend as we exited Albertsons:

"I want to carry the bags. If you get hit by a car, the donuts will get all squished."

True love, people. True love.