Saturday was suppose to be the day we were all off the hook I hear. Shockingly, the world did not end at 6pm. Just before that time on Saturday night I was in dress rehearsal for the dance recital for the studio I teach at. The girls were all talking about the impending disaster, so I told them when they ran that last number to dance like it was the last time they were ever going to dance again.
Man were they pissed when they had to run it another time...
My quality television viewing of Kathy Lee and Hoda this morning confirmed my view that even though I didn't think the world was ending on Saturday, it is something that makes you stop and take stock of your life a little bit and think what you do with your time. It also a time to say ohh...S&*%...the world didn't end...now what.
1. I need to get back to the gym. TODAY. I have become ridiculously sedentary since starting school...turns out cellulite is NOT in season this summer...you know, these trends are always changing...I was apparently expecting jiggly thighs to be really IN this year...
2. I need to clean my room. Badly. It just has not been a priority...MFC told me my room looked like I was a hoarder. I think that may be a bad sign.
3. Speaking of hoarders....I KINDA want to be one of those women on 'Extreme Couponing'...It is like super organized hoarding. However, I don't want to have a basement stockpile of diet coke and hamburger helper....I want to just figure out how to buy fruits and veggies and good food for $2. Seriously...these people are insane!! Just watch it once. You will thank me.
4. I am still dying to get into the delivery room of one of my friends giving birth. The closest I came was sitting all day with a good friend of mine hoping that the shear exhaustion of labor would wear her down, she is my most modest friend...she just told me the other day that if she didn't have to have an emergency C-section she was going to let me stay...A week from Friday she is having her second child via scheduled c-section...I'm wondering if that is enough time to learn how to perform the surgery?
5. OK. I just did some research. I guess I cannot deliver her child...If you are looking for me I am taking a much needed break. I will be found singing at the top of my lungs in my house (mostly when my roommate is at work), sweating my jiggly bits off on the treadmill, enjoying my stupidly high maintenance coffee while reading magazines that tell me the same thing with different words and pictures every month...
Monday, May 23, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Side notes..
As expected since going back to school writing on my blog has taken a back seat in terms of priorities these days. I just realized I haven't posted since April 8th! I think about it..I've had some great ideas! However, until I can put that chip in my brain that automatically downloads thoughts to my laptop...well then I guess that doesn't do any of us any good now does it? Or, maybe it does all of us a LOT of good. As my boyfriend said to me after one of my remarks this weekend 'You know baby...you don't have to share EVERY thought that goes through your mind with me'... naturally I responded with 'Umm...do you KNOW me?'. I got in the short line when they were passing out verbal boundaries.
Which leads me to this month. I'm thinking I'll just do a little recap of life, in case you are interested..If you aren't interested..well, then it begs the question why are you reading?
So I give you my life in a nutshell:
When I started back in grad school a girl I know from high school remarked on Facebook that around Wednesday of every week I would start to question the cleanliness of socks...She was right. I didn't think that would happen at all. I figured, if I am home studying most of the time, how could I not do laundry. Turns out..very easily.
My roommate is a saint. No. Really. Every week I would start out clean. As the week progressed, my school work trail would take over my desk in the dining room, the dining room table, the coffee table in the living-room, the couch, the living-room floor. I often left myself no time to wash my lunch or dinner dishes before dashing to class. Much to my protest, she usually did them. I would have hated me. She still smiles when she sees me. Yeah, best roommate ever.
I have been a staple at my boyfriend's house. His brother whom he lives with is also a saint. He has put up with my multiple bags, my food in their cupboards and fridge, and my mug in various stages of distress probably more than he has cared to. I thanked him by peer pressuring him to run a 5k.
My friends are saints. Most of them I haven't talked to in weeks..This is not good. After an MTEL yesterday I showed up at a 30th surprise party 3/12 hours late...I made it an hour and a half before I had to bow out to pass out on the couch. It isn't pretty.
I now consider Special K protein bars a balanced lunch, breakfast, dinner...whatever.
I went semi-comatose at a 2 year old's birthday party.
One week I wore the same outfit to school everyday. It wasn't until the third day of class that I noticed there was a HOLE in the arm pit of my sweater. Yeah, I noticed THAT one after raising my hand to answer a question...The first day I wore it I had given a presentation. Awesome.
So, I was also advised to go back to caffeine. I refuse to do it. I stopped for a decaf fancy latte at Starbucks last Tuesday. For some reason I had a really upset stomach on the way home, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to make it home...if you know what I'm saying...
The next day the same girl helped me. She looked at me with a somber look...'Did you get in trouble yesterday?'
Me: 'Um...in what way?'
Her: 'Well...I looked in the machine yesterday and realized someone put regular beans in the decaf side...I was pressing decaf all day giving it to people..I remember you because you double checked and I assured you it was decaf..I am SO sorry'
Me: 'Wow! No, I didn't even notice, I have been so exhausted you probably did me a favor!'
Her: 'Well, you don't need to pay for your coffee today'
Then I remembered my unfortunate stomach..ohhh lady...I PAID for that coffee..trust me on that one!
So, now aside from working at my part time job and dance recital madness I am school/ test free until June 1st. Today after I taught I drove home. Since then I have moved from the living-room chair to the couch. I watched a movie suited for a 17 year old girl. I have yet to shower. It feels soo good.
Ahhh.
Which leads me to this month. I'm thinking I'll just do a little recap of life, in case you are interested..If you aren't interested..well, then it begs the question why are you reading?
So I give you my life in a nutshell:
When I started back in grad school a girl I know from high school remarked on Facebook that around Wednesday of every week I would start to question the cleanliness of socks...She was right. I didn't think that would happen at all. I figured, if I am home studying most of the time, how could I not do laundry. Turns out..very easily.
My roommate is a saint. No. Really. Every week I would start out clean. As the week progressed, my school work trail would take over my desk in the dining room, the dining room table, the coffee table in the living-room, the couch, the living-room floor. I often left myself no time to wash my lunch or dinner dishes before dashing to class. Much to my protest, she usually did them. I would have hated me. She still smiles when she sees me. Yeah, best roommate ever.
I have been a staple at my boyfriend's house. His brother whom he lives with is also a saint. He has put up with my multiple bags, my food in their cupboards and fridge, and my mug in various stages of distress probably more than he has cared to. I thanked him by peer pressuring him to run a 5k.
My friends are saints. Most of them I haven't talked to in weeks..This is not good. After an MTEL yesterday I showed up at a 30th surprise party 3/12 hours late...I made it an hour and a half before I had to bow out to pass out on the couch. It isn't pretty.
I now consider Special K protein bars a balanced lunch, breakfast, dinner...whatever.
I went semi-comatose at a 2 year old's birthday party.
One week I wore the same outfit to school everyday. It wasn't until the third day of class that I noticed there was a HOLE in the arm pit of my sweater. Yeah, I noticed THAT one after raising my hand to answer a question...The first day I wore it I had given a presentation. Awesome.
So, I was also advised to go back to caffeine. I refuse to do it. I stopped for a decaf fancy latte at Starbucks last Tuesday. For some reason I had a really upset stomach on the way home, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to make it home...if you know what I'm saying...
The next day the same girl helped me. She looked at me with a somber look...'Did you get in trouble yesterday?'
Me: 'Um...in what way?'
Her: 'Well...I looked in the machine yesterday and realized someone put regular beans in the decaf side...I was pressing decaf all day giving it to people..I remember you because you double checked and I assured you it was decaf..I am SO sorry'
Me: 'Wow! No, I didn't even notice, I have been so exhausted you probably did me a favor!'
Her: 'Well, you don't need to pay for your coffee today'
Then I remembered my unfortunate stomach..ohhh lady...I PAID for that coffee..trust me on that one!
So, now aside from working at my part time job and dance recital madness I am school/ test free until June 1st. Today after I taught I drove home. Since then I have moved from the living-room chair to the couch. I watched a movie suited for a 17 year old girl. I have yet to shower. It feels soo good.
Ahhh.
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