Sunday, November 30, 2008
It's been a while since I had a spa visit. I have a few random days off this month, and would like to fill at least one of them with a visit to a spa. Any spa would be fine. It doesn't have to be my favorite one.
I am interested in having something different done. Not necessarily a massage or facial or acupuncture.
Anyone have any ideas?
Please them in the comments section. Merci!
Provencal Chicken with Veggies.
Easy and yummy. It only took an hour. And The Husband loved it. Of course, since the dish had green olives in it, I knew he would love it. I threw in some instant basmati brown rice to round out the dish.
I got up, dressed, grocery shopped, went to the bookstore, hit brunch with two fellow bloggers (Yummy Mummy and Legally Brunette), then found myself in a cab headed to Mass General... Right after brunch, as I was headed to go do some more shopping, my left ear canal closed up. (A side effect from the cold/flu.) So I needed someone at the walk-in clinic to clear it out for me.
Once I got to the hospital, the clinic was dead. There was only one other person there besides me. So my wait was only a few minutes... And while I was "waiting," I was able to get through one article in the most recent issue of Town and Country on how to pack everything you need for a five-day trip into a carry-on.
To me, that idea seems impossible. But yet, I was intrigued, as I would love to avoid checking a full-sized suitcase for my flight to Australia next month. But how do I get clothing and essentials for 10 days into a carry-on?
I am still skeptical that I would be able to do it, but here is what the author of the article wrote that she packs in her carry-on:
- Three pairs of pants.
- Five pairs of underwear.
- Three cashmere cardigans.
- Three tops.
- Two pairs of shoes (one dressy, one casual).
- Two scarves.
- Minimal jewelry, in a small bag.
- Two blazers.
- Two skirts.
- One dress.
- Gym clothes.
Here is what goes in her tote bag:
- Toiletries bag. (Following the 3-1-1 rule.)
- Hair brush.
- Jeans or wrinkle-resistant pants.
- Trench coat.
- A top.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
I had my Mum drive me to the local drugstore to pick up an airplane carry-on friendly, yet very effective, over-the-counter medication combination...
- Zicam Gel Swabs
- Every four hours, I swabbed my nose with the Zicam.
- Prior to my flight, drank some of the Theraflu.
- Every few hours, I popped a Cold-Eeze.
- On my layover in Dallas, I order chicken for dinner... Upping my protein intake.
I should have begun using the Zicam and downing products with Zinc in them a few days after the flu shot. Then maybe I wouldn't have gotten sick in the first place. But I think this cocktail worked well at the start of the symptoms.
The scarf I started on the flight out to Arizona last Monday is done. I finished it up on the Dallas-Boston leg of my trip back home yesterday.
Not bad. No dropped stitches. I still would have preferred more of a "champagne" color, rather than the "cork" color I ended up with... But this was all the yarn store had for me to use. So I "made do."
It's 85 inches long, and 5 inches wide. The yarn was the Jo Sharp Alpaca Kid Lustre blend. I used three balls, which was plenty for the scarf.
But while at home this week, my Mum was telling me about one product that was advertised on TV that she had and loved... The Ped Egg.
When I go and get pedicures, I never let them razor my foot. I used to. But I don't really trust most people working at salons with a razor against my skin. (Even though they get the heels of my feet so soft with it.) But I was willing to give the Ped Egg a try, since it was me in control of the tiny grater being applied to the bottom of my foot. And to my surprise... It worked!
Yep! Believe it or not, this foot grated actually got the back of my heels a lot softer. And it didn't hurt while using it. I was a little intimidated when I first started using it, but then I got a little more aggressive with the pressure... And I could see and feel the different on the bottom of my feet.
I will definitely be picking one up this week for my own use here at home.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Not sure what the symptoms are? Here you go:
- Sore throat (check)
- Headache (check)
- Tiredness (check)
- Runny/Stuff Nose (check)
- Body Aches (check)
- Loss of Appetite (check)
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
I do like coconut cream pie though. And pumpkin pie. And apple pie. Strawberry pie, sometimes. And of course... pecan pie.
So, for American Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow, I made (today) chocolate pecan pie.
And it turned out beautifully!
Yum! Can't wait to try it tomorrow.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
The Husband and I decided to go and see it today. The action sequences were fantastic. And I do think Daniel Craig is the best Bond I have ever seen. But the plot of the film? It blew.
And there weren't even any decent sex scenes in the film to make up for the lack of plot. So the film really sucked.
Don't waste your time.
Monday, November 24, 2008
The flights from Boston and Chicago were very good. I have to commend a certain airline who I had a bad run-in with two years ago... They delivered two efficient and excellent flights for me today.
And on top of the good flights, my Dad - who picked us up from the airport in Tucson, stopped by Taco Bell for me on the way home. It was a good way to start the trip.
Now it's evening...
And I am still up... Despite it being about 11pm Boston-time. I'm not tired yet. I'll sleep tomorrow. That's what vacation is for.
Here is how far I had gotten by the time I flew from Boston to Chicago...
And here is how far I had gotten by the time I arrived to my parents house about an hour South of Tucson...
I'm a third of the way done. Excellent progress!
This baby will be totally done by the time I get back to Boston.
I'm such a sucker for a cute puppy.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
"I will only allow myself to take in 50 Pumpkin Spice Lattes this season. Once I hit that limit, I will have no more this season."
This afternoon, it was too cold for me to walk to Bikram. I made it down the steps of my brownstone... Across the street... One block down to Starbucks... And decided to go in there instead of to Bikram.
I had my yoga clothes and bag all in hand. But it was just too cold to walk any further. And I thought to myself, "Wouldn't you rather just grab a Pumpkin Spice Latte, warm up and walk back home?"
And, of course, that is what I chose!
But, it wasn't till I got home to add this afternoon's PSL to my running count that I realized that it was my 50th of the season.
So no more!
But hey, at least I made it to the week of Thanksgiving!
I went out today to run some errands and decided to hit Saks just to see what was on sale. I went in expecting to not be satisfied with what was available... But I was surprised. I found the Tory Burch Cranberry Patent Leather Croc Reva flats on sale... For $100 off!
But... Now I have purchased THREE of the options I gave Someone for Christmas gift ideas.
I dreamed that I was at a big stone mansion. I was there to join a sorority. (Though I don't know why I would do such a thing. I was not a fan of sorority-life in university. I was in one for three years and then quit.) And I was walking around the house and saw a bunch of puppies in a room. They were all cute and sweet. And then in one of the other rooms was a little panda. He was cuddling up to my leg. He lifted his feet in the air while he was rolling around before me, and I noticed his pads on his paws were heart-shaped.
That's all I recall about the dream. Here's what the dream dictionary says about each of these elements...
To see a mansion in your dream, symbolizes your greatest potential and growth.
To see a panda in your dream, suggests that you are having difficulties coming to a compromise in a waking situation. You need to find a middle ground so that all parties involved will be satisfied. Alternatively, it is symbolic of your own childlike qualities or something that is cuddly.
Consider the saying "the heart of the matter" which implies that you may need to get down to the core of a situation before proceeding.
To see an animal paw in your dream, suggests that you need to trust your intuition and animal instincts.
To see a puppy in your dream, symbolizes your playfulness and carefree nature. It also represents a blossoming friendship or that your friendships will grow stronger.
To see a litter of newborn puppies in your dream, is indicative of the amount of time that an idea has been developing or will take to develop. Look to the number of puppies to give you that approximate amount of time.To dream that you are joining or in a sorority, signifies personal growth and social changes that you are experiencing in your life. You need to expand your awareness and knowledge.
I have no idea what to take away from this dream.
Every time a free flu shot is offered through my place of employment, I always get one. And every time I get one, I always get sick a few weeks later.
So why do I keep getting them? This is what The Husband asks me each time...
"I am getting a flu shot tomorrow at work," I sez to him.
"Why the hell are you doing that?" he demands to know.
"Because it's free," I justify.
"But you always get sick, and we're about to be traveling," he sez.
"Yeah," I agree with him. "But it's like when they make my drink wrong at Starbucks... They give me both the correct drink and the one they made wrong. And I end up drinking some of both if I can't get anyone to take the wrong one."
"It's free, so why not take advantage of it?"
Funny enough, though... I almost decided against getting one at the last second. The nurse who came by our office to give them to us was really late. And when she showed up, we were all a little scared of her. She was an elderly nurse. And I offered to be the first one to get the shot.
I walk into the room, which has glass windows so everyone can see into it. She makes me sign some paperwork and a sheet for her records...
"No, I am not pregnant. No I am not allergic to eggs or chickens. No I have never had a bad reaction to a flu shot before." (Other than catching the flu.)
She begins to shove her chubby fingers, covered in huge rings, into latex gloves. She gets one hand in, and she starts putting the other glove on... Then her cell phone rings. She answers it and grumbles something in it. Apparently, it was her boss. She hangs up after the conversation. Then she speaks to me...
"That was my boss," she said, annoyed. "She was calling to see where I was. I don't know what she was complaining about though. I am only 30 minutes late today."
"She is perpetually late?" I ask myself. "If she's careless with medical appointments, do I really trust her enough to inject me properly?"
"Come here darling," she beckons me. "Which arm do you want it in?"
I pause for a second. I look out the window to one of the girls in the office who had taken one look at the nurse and decided, "Yeah, I am not going to get one after all."
I bravely tell the nurse I get them in my left arm, since I use my right arm to write.
She swabs my arm, and then punches it with needle. She clamps down and pushes the vaccine into my flesh. She pulls the needle out, and wipes down the area.
A stream of blood starts trickling out of the teeny-tiny hole in my muscle. I wait for her to wipe it down again and give me a Band-aid.
She does nothing.
"Can I get a Band-aid for this, please?" I ask.
"Oh!" she says, crustily at me. "You want a Band-aid?"
"Um, please?" I ask her.
She slaps one on. It was bit difficult for her to peel back the edges of the Band-aid because her fingers didn't seem nimble enough to do it.
So far, I am fine. But who knows whether or not I will get sick in the next few days.
Friday, November 21, 2008
I just got back from seeing Twilight with The Grammar Vandal and one of her friends. We three loved it!
I must say though... If you didn't read the first book and see the movie, you probably won't like it. It could easily not make sense to you. But...
If you did read the book, you will be very happy.
But I will say this, "THE SEXUAL TENSION IS AWESOME. I LOVE EDWARD CULLEN!"
So my questions to you ladies is, "Does anyone else ever have really, really, really bad ovulation pain?"
TMI? Yeah, I don't care. It's my fertile time of the month and I am in total pain... As usual. I am like clock work with it too...
Every 28 or 29 days, one side of my lower back aches with pain. (Depending on which side I am ovulating from, duh.) And I always think the same thing when I feel it, "Ugh! I am having lower back pain!"
Then I eventually look at a calender and realize what time of the month it is. (And I make sure to buy an extra box of condoms.)
Really though... I have always seen this as a great way to know when to... er.. be careful, or not. A "blessing in disguise."
Does anyone else get this type of pain? It's always on opposite sides, and it's in my lower back, just above my butt.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Someone is somewhat opposed to buying me a new iPod, because Someone now thinks they are crap products... Since I am ready to move on to my fifth one in five years. (So I may have to buy that one for myself.)
So here are a few additional things to choose from this season:
Marc by Marc Jacobs Skeleton Watch
Yup... Still craving this.
That's all I got.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
I know you said it was "okay" and that it totally "didn't hurt"... But I am sorry I kept kicking your ass when we were boxing today.
When I was throwing my punches and kicks in the session, I was imagining you were this jack ass I know who I want to smack the shite out of on a daily basis. (No, certainly not The Husband!) And I got a little carried away and spastic.
Again, my apologies.
After checking online for days... The wallet I wanted for Christmas is now on sale at Cole Haan. Not only was marked down from $175 to $120... But till the end of the month, I can get an additional 30% off of it by using a special promo code.
Hmm... Only $88, including free shipping. I may just have to spring for this! I'll give it some thought for the next day or two...
I ordered it! It was too good a deal to pass up! From $175 to $88? I would be insane not to have gotten it.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
I like taking random vacation days during the week. It makes the work week fly by. Tomorrow I will do the following:
- Train with Shane
- Maybe a PranaVayu yoga class (depends on my energy after Bikram and boxing)
- Sort out clothes and get rid of things I don't wear anymore
- Finish laundry
- Give self a pedicure
- Take self out for dinner
- Begin preliminary packing for trip home next week
- Make energizing trail mix*
*Mix walnuts, almonds, pumpkin seeds, sunflower seeds (shelled), dried cranberries and dried pineapple together.
Everybody by Madonna.
This is very early Madonna. This is one of the songs that helped her get noticed. It's not nearly as well known as some of her other songs. But it's a good song. And even better... Is the style she's pushing in the release's photo...
It's over 25 years later, and I am loving her look. I think I must start rocking the bendy-plastic bracelets again... Piles and piles of bracelets on top of each other. Just as I did when I was, like 6... And playing "dress-up."
A few weeks back, I received a Starbucks Gold Card out of the blue in my mailbox.
I already had a regular Starbucks Card with money on it, and it was registered on their website so that I could take advantage of the free WiFi at the stores. So I was curious as to why I would need a new card. Especially one that had a $25 annual fee attached to it.
After reading, I discovered it was a lot like my Barnes and Noble membership card. I pay $25 a year, and I get 10% off of every purchase I make.
Now, of course it makes sense to pay for the membership at Barnes and Noble, as I buy a lot of books and a TON of magazines. So I make back the $25 in savings pretty quickly... And then a ton more. But I had to ask myself...
"Do I make enough purchases from Starbucks to warrant spending $25 to get 10% off every purchase?"
So I did the math...
- I visit Starbucks at LEAST five times a week.
- I spend, on average, $4.25 each time I go there.
- $4.25 multiplied by 5 equals $21.25
- $21.25 multiplied by 52 (weeks) equals $1,105
- 10% of $1,105 is $110.05
- $110.05 minus the $25 card fee is $85.05
So for me, it is totally worth it the investment in the card. Plus, I get free soy milk when I use the card, rather then having to pay the extra fee to have my drink made with it. So there is an additional savings right there.
Bottom line: If you go every day to Starbucks, it likely is worth the investment in the membership card.
Plus, it's a pretty cool-looking card.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Now, I like Vivienne Westwood. But I just do not know where one could really use a dress this shiny, other than New Year's Eve.
This dress would never pass the Chico-nomics questionnaire. Not in a million, billion, trillion, quadrillion, quintillion years! Especially not when it costs over $1200!
I only have another four years before I have to get it renewed. But as of today, I only have 12 stamps in it.
Now, before you get all "Why are you disappointed with only 12 stamps! That's more than most people!"... Please let me explain.
Or rather... Allow me to breakout the countries I have visited...
- Canada: 3 (stamps)
- Turks & Caicos: 3 (stamps)
- London: 2 (stamps)
- Baja (Mexico): 1 (stamp)
- Rome: 2 (stamps)
- Paris: 1 (stamp)
And then there's Canada.
The number of passport stamps is very misleading. I have been to Canada way more than three times in the past six years. I would put it at about 12 times, at least, in the past six years. It's just that when we fly to visit The Husband's parents in Canadian wine country, we fly to Buffalo, and then cross the border by car. In which case, they don't stamp your passport. So a bit of my stamps have been for really "non-vacation" purposes. Almost half of them, in fact.
So clearly, I have four years to get another 13 stamps, before the passport expires. That's my goal people. I wasnt a total of 25 country stamps in my passport when it expires in July 2012. I will be adding another stamp in December for the brother-in-law's wedding in Australia (which The Husband and I are counting as our "perpetual honeymoon" for this year.) But beyond that, I intend to knock a few more trips out of the way in the next three and a half years.
Where else would I like to go? Let's see...
- Costa Rica
- Mexico (again - maybe somewhere other than Cabo though)
- Turks & Caicos (we've found our special place... so we will probably go there at least three more times before the passport expires)
- Ireland (I'm a Mexican-Irish girl... I should visit the other motherland.)
- Iceland (It's the land of Fire and Ice!)
- Argentina (Kate has me thinking...)
- Rome (Eek! I know... I've been there twice already. But I love it!)
- Berlin (I spent a few years of my childhood living in Western Germany. I should really explore the other part of the country.)
- Spain (Vicky Cristina Barcelona has inspired me.)
- Greece (I originally wanted to go for my honeymoon. The Husband didn't want to go in the Summertime.)
I was really proud of the scarf. And I hated that I had lost it. But I think I am ready to knit myself a new one. So this weekend, I am going to the local yarn store and picking up some new cashmere yarn to knit one while I am in Arizona next week for American Thanksgiving.
I ordered some lovely lavender yarn earlier this year off of Etsy... But when it came, it was much thinner than I had expected... And you can't really knit anything with it. (I still have it and am trying to figure out what to do with it... Since I can't knit anyone a scarf with it!)
Thank goodness you can still bring knitting needles on board planes still. It's a long flight from Boston to Arizona.
I am merely "short," and not "petite."
While out at Jean Therapy, getting my new jeans fitted to be hemmed, I was told that I had a 31-inch inseam. But being 5'4" tall, that is a longer inseam than usual. Usually it's around 29 to 30 inches for people of this height.
"I guess this solves the reason why I have such a hard time with Standing-Head-to-Knee pose in yoga," I decided. "My legs are long, and my torso/arms is short."
(Yeah! That's it! It couldn't be because I am not ready to kick out yet! It's because my body is deformed!)
If I had wanted to wear my new jeans with heels, I wouldn't have had them hemmed at all... For they would have fit well with all my heels. But since all I wear are flats, it was safest to hem with those in mind.
Three cheers for chicks with long(er than usual) legs! Chicks who are oddly shaped!
The taste... Yuck! It was okay in small doses... But it certainly wasn't something I craved on a regular basis. So I decided I didn't need that much culture!
But then, after reading so much about it, I decided to give Greek yogurt a try. And it's so good!
Greek yogurt, from what I have read, is "strained yogurt." It's more concentrated and less runny, like traditional yogurt. So there's more protein per serving in it than traditional yogurt. And it's easier to digest it if you have problems with most dairy products.
I think it's creamy and yummy.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
So, dear someone, here is a list of things for you to choose from for me for Christmas (though feel free to not use this list too):
Anthropologie Stained Glass Necklace
Ohh! Pretty! Especially in green or grey!
Office 2008 for Mac
It's time to upgrade. It would be lovely to be able to open spreadsheets and documents from everyone else who has upgraded.
Let's see... I got my first iPod in 2003... Followed 11 months later by the iPod Mini, because the first one stopped working. Then I moved on to the first generation of the iPod Nano, because the Mini was dropped on a walk home from work one day. Then, over two years later, the Nano stopped importing stuff and I got the iPod Touch. Now, the Touch has been damaged by a water spill... And will randomly start turning itself off. Oh, and it doesn't pick up the wireless connection at all. So, a new Nano would be very useful. (In Red or Orange!) I think five Nanos in five years is pretty good.
Tory Burch Reva Cranberry Ballet Flats
Yum! So delish!
Cole Haan Genevieve Wallet
I need a new wallet. The Furla one I picked up in Rome has taken a lot of abuse in the past few months.
I think all of these are solid potential gift ideas for someone to choose from for me.
It's been in the high 50s the past few days... Which has been warm enough for me to go without my heavier coat. I've been mostly wearing blazers with scarves. Though that is about to change with the temps dropping to the high 30s (yes, you read that right) later this week.
So colder Fall/early Winter is just around the corner, people. And because Autumn is almost gone, I decided to snap some photos of the last of Fall.
But with the way my body operates, I probably should be. But my cravings definitely include dairy items and red meat.
While I was out grocery shopping today, I saw a bag of Gluten-free chocolate chips in the Health Foods aisle. At first, I thought they were carob chips... Which taste nasty, in my opinion.
I flipped the package over and read the ingredients... It was chocolate, not carob. And that's when I saw a recipe for Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Cookies. I saw that I already had most of the ingredients at home, so I picked up the chocolate chips and came home to make them.
These are vegan cookies... There are no eggs, dairy or even wheat in them.
1 cup of Red Mills Gluten-Free Flour
1 cup of sugar
1/2 tsp salt
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp vanilla extract
2 tbsp f canola oil
1/3 cup of almond butter
1/3 cup of soy milk
1/2 cup of chocolate chips
1/2 cup chopped walnuts
1 cup rolled oats
Whisk the sugar, soy milk, almond butter, vanilla and canola oil together. Mix the dry ingredients together in a separate bowl. Then, combine the dry ingredients in with the wet ones, and add in the chocolate chips and the walnuts. Scoop and bake on lined cookie sheets at 425 degrees for about 9 minutes.
I think they turned out pretty good...
The group he is standing with is the Arizona State University Men's & Women's Track teams. I doubt there is any meaning behind the "gang sign" than "W" standing for "George 'W'. Bush."
But it's still pretty funny to see the Prez throwing down signs!
Saturday, November 15, 2008
I think it could be a combination of things that are bringing them down...
- Family stuff.
- The economy.
- The election.
- Things at work.
- Relationship issues.
- World politics.
- Health issues.
So, while I don't exactly have any solid advice to give any of these people in their "blue" time... I thought I would list out the things that help ease me out of a funk. And I hope others will comment and add to the list...
- New fashion magazine
- The Sunday Styles Section from the NY Times - in newspaper form, not online.
- Pumpkin Spice Latte (Perfect for Seasonal Affective Disorder - SAD)
- Writing in the Public Library
- A long walk on a sunny day - even if it's cold.
- Madonna - In person, or on your iPod. (I'm listening to Ray of Light right now.)
And if all else fails... As I learned today, "stressed" backwards spells "desserts." But I only encourage sweets in small doses. (A whole pint of Phish Food should be plenty small enough.)
I've had a lot of clouded energy the past few weeks. And let's face it... When it rains, it really pours. But how have I been facing and reacting to the negativity? With more negativity.
- "Oh! That's shit idea! What a dumbass mother fucker!"
- "You think I am lazy because I didn't vote? Well you're a stupid bitch for leaving nasty anonymous comments on my blog!"
- "This is going to be a waste of my time. Why even bother?"
Could I go a whole day not thinking anything negative? I bet I could. And I will try tomorrow. Let's see where it takes me, mood-wise.
The prescription to get the day started? Healthy blueberry oatmeal pancakes (drowned in syrup) and some magazines!
I woke up craving pancakes. And oatmeal cookies. So I decided to make pancakes with blueberries to get the best of both worlds.
3/4 cup of oatmeal
3/4 cup of oat flour
1 cup of soy milk (though you can use regular, if you don't like "bean juice")
1 tsp of baking powder
1/4 tsp of salt
1/2 cup of blueberries
3 egg whites
1 whole egg
Mix everything together, except the blueberries. Once the mixture is combined, fold in the blueberries. Then just cook on the stove top.
There are really filling, though. I put four small ones on my plate... And I was only able to get through almost three. Oatmeal does that to you.
Friday, November 14, 2008
And, as usual, the involved me having to go to the bathroom in my dreams... And not being able to find a toilet I was happy enough to go in.
Dreams about going to the bathroom (which I have a LOT) are all about releasing something. Usually negative emotions. And often, when I have these dreams, I can't find a toilet with enough privacy to go.
Typically, there's something wrong with the door. Either part of it is missing, so I am not alone. Or, like last night, it's a translucent shower curtain... And I am not comfortable enough to go with only that as a barrier.
But also, last night, I had a dream about marriage. Well, in particular, I had a dream that a co-worker with was getting re-married. They are currently married in real life. (Happily, it very much seems.) But in the dream, at work, we were all saying, "Oh wow! 'So-and-So' is getting remarried. Wow!"
I remembered this clearly when I woke up this morning. So I looked up what it meant to dream of marriage... And it said that it represented "transition."
Hmm... This person better not be looking for another job!
I look forward to tonight's dreams...
It was a LOONG week people. Really, it was. It was long, loaded with meetings, tasks, questions, frustrations, more meetings, more frustrations... But the week ended nicely.
- It ended nicely because of the following:
- It was payday today. Woohoo!
- I actually had some fun in my meetings today. (If you knew what kind of meetings these were, you would understand why I was dreading them originally... And was pleasantly surprised with how they actually went.)
- Drinks with Frogger and Bail at The Marliave.
Then next week?
Hopefully less hectic. Though, The Husband is away on business for a few days next week. And I hate staying in this apartment by myself. It's too big, and there are too many large windows just off the bedroom.
I know, right? Super-duper reason to be excited... Jeans for 30% off! Even better, I was allowed to invite another person with me, so I invited The Grammar Vandal.
We both walked away with some cute things. I believe the Vandal got two pairs of jeans and a cute top. But me?
Oh please! You know I walked away with some fantastic stuff!
I got four new pairs of jeans. One pair of Ravens (to replace one of the pairs I bought last Winter, and have since worn out).
One pair of Red Engine jeans, which are higher in the waist, but to my surprise, looked really good.
One pair of Pine IV denims...
And one pair of Pine IV corduroys...
This is why I like shopping at Jean Therapy... They force me to try on brands that are totally new to me. I had never even heard of Pine IV and Red Engine... But I loved both brands. I have never owned a pair of 7s, Citizens, Joe's, Rock & Republics, True Religions...
All of those are fine brands. But for me? I love wearing stuff others may not be wearing. And they have a great variety of things available at JT.
Oh yeah... And the service there is second to none.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
I am in Bikram tonight. We have just finished Rabbit pose and are moving into head-to-knee with stretching pose. As I am scooting my booty back while holding my toes and stretching forward, I feel something go "SNAP!" on top of my head.
My double-strength hair elastic had snapped.
And my hair was now loose and in my face. It was completely soaked from sweat, and now sticking to my cheeks.
This wouldn't be all that odd if I hadn't broken another elastic in the same fashion earlier this week. So, twice in one week?
I swear, if I wait more than 10 weeks between hair cuts, my hair begins to rebel severely. I haven't had it cut since mid-August. And I am not scheduled to have it cut again until the weekend before Thanksgiving.
How many more hair elastics will have to suffer because of my thick barbaric hair?????
I tend to do my own manicures and pedicures at home.
Usually about once a month, I would haul out the Chanel colors and paint my toes. I never bothered with my finger nails, because the color lasts a few hours and then starts to chip away. (I am bad at being graceful with my fingers.) But in the past few weeks, I have begin to put color on my nails pretty regularly. I found a way to get a little more mileage out of the color: laying on a primer first!
My favorite primer currently: The Sephora by OPI Nail Strengthener.
It makes a great base to lay colors on smoothly. And, it works nicely on it's own, without any color on top. Currently, my nails have a very nice sheen to then, with a softness of natural pink color.
They look very lady-like.
But, if I wanted to go all "punk-like" and pile on the deep blues or purples, this base would help keep the color on the nail.
I definitely recommend the new Sephora by OPI line. They have a ton of colors and nail treatments to choose from both online and in the store.
It was eerie seeing how dead the gym is during the day.
Today, we did our usual combination circuits. I am getting a little bit better at kicking with my left leg. (The hip is opening up some!) But on top of the circuits, we also did some moving combinations.
The Trainer put on special gloves for me to punch into, and had me do combinations that involved punches and kicks. Then I learned how to duck in a circular motion, and come out with a hard right kick to the glove. he also picked up a punching shield and held it to his chest why I charged hi with punches and kicks all around the boxing room.
At the end of the session, he made me check my heart monitor for the calorie count from the session. I burned 521 calories in the hour of boxing and resting. That's REALLY good.
I also checked the heart rate averages on it... My maximum heart rate got to 172 beats per minute... And I held an average of 142 beats per minute during the class. Those are both good.
At the end of the session, The Trainer asked me, "So, do you want to keep learning boxing circuits? Or do you want to learn to fight and move around the room?"
"I want to learn to fight!" I said.
He was happy to hear that.
But times have changed. And I began cutting back a few months ago. One reason was because I just don't like spending on disposable things as much in a bad economy. The other reason was to ween myself off such indulgences before I move to Canada. I mean, I may not have a job in Canada. And since I pay for these thing out of my own budget, I won't be able to afford them if I have no job. So it's just better to get used to not having them done professionally as often.
So, instead, I rely on face masks that I apply myself here at home. Fresh has a great selection of masks and treatments, as does Murad. These two manufacturers use organic ingredients, and they also smell very nice: fruity and floraly.
But have you ever created your own spa treatments out of food products in your kitchen, for a DIY spa experience? There was a piece in the NY Times Style section today about at-home spa treatments.
I haven't done this type of thing since about the age of 16, when I would coat my hair in mayonnaise, let it sit for an hour, and then wash it out. It would work too. I had always wanted to try beer as well, but I was not of age and my parents didn't keep beer in the house.
I am willing to try random things with my hair, including coating it in olive oil, which is one treatment from the NY Times article. But when it comes to my skin, I am particular. I would not try any of the treatments they suggest. I know it seems silly... I mean, what bad things could happen from smearing avocado on your face? But I prefer to use real products which have been studied and shown to improve certain conditions - like dryness and acne - than waste a piece of fruit.
I mean, I could make some really killer dishes with the avocado.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
What I wanted to say to that comment was, "Dude! I may not seem like it, but I am always focused!"
Frogger noticed today at work how quiet I was. When I get swamped with work stuff, like I am lately, I zone everyone and everything out. But I am always on top of things, even when I seem like I am dilly-dallying around. But work this week has been busy. And I am having to focus on many things at once, like:
- 2009 strategy stuff.
- Doing an analysis of the XXX XXXX XXXXXX XXXXXX.
- Working out the XXX XXXXXXXX project scope with other people. And testing it to see if it will, in fact, XXX XX XXXXXX XX XXXXXX.
- Figuring out if it's crazy to XXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX.
- Making sure all the new people on the team meet with the HR Director while she is out here.
- Finalizing the details of the holiday party. (Definitely doing a Yankee Swap. Probably doing a food/clothing drive - per Bail's suggestion.)
- Putting together a Powerpoint with combined information on XXX XXXXXXXXXX and XXX XXXXX.
- Make sure Wednesday lunch gets ordered. (There never seems to be enough bacon pizza to satisfy people.)
- Answer IM questions from friends about SEO and PPC for their current jobs. (I don't mind the questions. And I am flattered people think enough to ask me.)
I probably seemed like I wasn't paying attention to the world around me, but I very much was. I am a "multi-tasker master!" Most people probably thought I was a zombie today.
- One Bikram class. (Had considered doing two just for the hell of it.)
- Drink Coffee. (I like coffee. Therefore, it must be scheduled in to my day.)
- Wrap Christmas gifts for family.
- Drink more coffee. (Yes, it needs to be scheduled!)
- Train with Shane. (Tomorrow is Boxing Day for me!)
- Clean home office. (I don't understand... All I do is sit at my desk and type. But it always ends up messy within hours of cleaning it!)
- Do some laundry.
- Make enchiladas for Friday night's dinner. (Enchiladas are basically a casserole. You can make days ahead of schedule and then just bake them the day of.)
Whenever there is a full moon, I seem to be much more sensitive. I let issues from other people and the media really wear on me easily during a full moon.
So, for example, today I feel very tired out. My mind is all over the place with a million thoughts, so much that I can't seem to quiet it down. I tend to have dreams about the subway and being back in university.
The full moon started last night... And here is what it looks like tonight...
I imagine I will have another odd night of sleep ahead of me.
Over at Gilt Groupe, there is a Marc by Marc Jacobs sale going on right now. And in the items available for purchase, I found this beauty of a dress...
It was originally $328, and it's now marked down to $134.
If you are not aware of this... THIS IS A VERY GOOD PRICE FOR THE PIECE!
But, since I am trying to be much better about my spending habits, I am restraining myself and not scooping it up right now. Even though I so very much want to!
The reality is, I have a ton of black dresses already. I do not need another one. Even though they have one available in my size... And it's at such a good price... I just do not need it.
Given the state of the economy, I would just feel guilty for buying it. Especially when I don't need it. Even though I have the money, could wear it tons of places, and for many seasons to come.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
So far, the only things I have planned for my day on Thursday are:
- 11am - Train at the gym with The Trainer (Moved this from Friday morning at 5:30am.)
- 7am or 6pm - Bikram (Haven't decided which class I will hit this day.)
I am open to all suggestions... Provided they be legal.
Have you noticed the new drinks on the menu at Starbucks in recent weeks? If not, please allow me to enlighten you. Here are the new offerings:
Gingersnap Latte - Espresso, gingerbread and milk. (It used to be called just a "Gingerbread Latte.) It also (now) has crystallized ginger sprinkled on top.
Espresso Truffle - Espresso, European cocoa and milk.
Peppermint Mocha Twist - Espresso, chocolate and peppermint flavor. (They just added the "twist" to it, but this one is an oldie from seasons past.)
Salted Caramel Hot Chocolate - Classic hot drinking chocolate with caramel and smoked salt.
Hazelnut Hot Chocolate - Classic hot drinking chocolate with hazelnut syrup in it.
All of these drinks, every single one of them, are a calorie fest. Talking about 300 calories a pop, just for a Tall cup.
Before you order them, you need to ask yourself, "Is it really worth it?"
And, should you find yourself drinking them just as a source of comfort, you should really be made aware that you could easily get the same sense of comfort from a few ounces of gin or a respectable-sized glass of red wine.
Monday, November 10, 2008
This is usually how my Mondays go.
I wake up at 5am. I got to the gym to meet The Trainer at 5:30am. Today we did lots of dead-lifts and squats... You know, things that work my ass. We also did things that made my triceps really sore. At one point, he had me squatting onto a bench with 25-pound weights in each hand. I had to squat all the way down onto the bench, sit, and then stand back up - with 50 pounds of extra weight in my hands.
My forearms were burning after that.
Then, I went to work, and had ridiculous computer problems for most of the day. Nearly the rest of my team has gotten new laptops at work... I haven't asked for one yet. And I don't plan to. Because if I do, then I will have to get the shit-astic Vista on it. And that's not how I roll.
So, instead, I begged the IT guy to figure out the problem... Which, of course, he did in like 15 minutes. (I was afraid to tell him about the problem because I was worried his solution would be to get me a new laptop.) The laptop is two years old now... But I am not ready to let go of it yet.
After the anger I built up at work from a super-duper slow computer that kept crashing on me... I decided to go Bikram. The class was packed tonight with nearly 40 people. But, despite the fullness, I had a great class. My arms are now really sore, as is my ass.
Now it is time for a bubble bath. And a design magazine. And Epsom salts.
Yes, I am enjoying the end of my day. And I didn't even have to have wine. Just a workout, yoga, and a bubble bath.
I was feeling all great and relaxed on Saturday, after what was a long and exhausting week... The, I realized that this week would be an even LONGER and EXHAUSTING week.
I have a lot going on this week, and I have a lot of things to deal with this week which could either go well, or be complete shit. What do I have this week?
... Meetings upon meetings upon meetings... More meetings... After work events... More meetings... Some training. (AHHHH! Eight hours of training on Friday!)
The light at the end of the tunnel is that Friday night is the Jean Therapy invitation-only b-day shopping party. (It's 4 years old!)
So at least the end of the week has some promise to it.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
I have committed to cooking dinner every Sunday night for The Husband and I. During the week, we are so busy, we don't get a chance to really have a proper dinner. (It usually ends up being frozen pasta with some cheese.) Then Saturday night is "date night" for us... So Sunday nights are the nights where we have an all-out home-cooked meal.
Tonight's meal was Grilled Tuscan Chicken and Roasted Acorn Squash.
Surprisingly, The Husband really liked the squash... Which is funny, because when we went grocery shopping yesterday, The Husband made fun of me when I picked the acorn squash up and threw it in our cart.
He went back for seconds and thirds on the squash.
The first conversation was last night, at dinner. The Husband and I went to Douzo for our favorite Spicy Tuna rolls. There were two girls sitting next to us. For the first (I kid you not) 25 minutes, they sat there looking at their menus, trying to decide which rolls to order. From the way they were talking, I figured they were going to order a ton of stuff.
"Ohh! How about the Boston roll? And the Philadelphia roll? Oh yum! The Back Bay roll..."
Then, when the waitress came back to check on them, they insisted that the restaurant must serve a Spring roll that doesn't come fried.
"You know," prompted one girl, "It's in a white wrapper, that's very light."
"Yes," agreed the waitress. "But that's a Vietnamese style of Spring roll. The one we have here is Japanese, and fried."
"No," said insisted the girl. "It's not fried... I've had it at other Japanese restaurants. It's a light wrapper, not fried?"
"That's Vietnamese style," the waitress informed her again.
This went for about three minutes. Eventually the girls gave up and went back to their menus.
"Oh! how about the Back Bay roll! Or the Boston roll? Oh! The Philadelphia roll!"
At this point, my thought was, "Just fucking order something!" The Husband and I were sitting about a foot from their table - as the spacing between some tables at Douzo is very intimate. We had already ordered, gotten through our appetizer, and were waiting for our sushi to arrive.
When our food did arrive, the two girls were ready to place their order. They ordered three rolls, to share. I don't think any of the special rolls they were getting excited about were what they ordered.
The Husband and I figured that the conversation would die down while eating. We figured they would talk a little quieter. But nope, we were wrong.
The one who was insane about the Spring roll picked up her cell phone, as it rang a tune. It was her husband.
"I will call you when I am on my way back. That way, if I die, you'll know quicker, because you'll be expecting me home," she said into the phone.
Then, when she got off the phone, the conversation turned to one of their friends who is getting a divorce.
"She asked his lawyers to draw up papers, and apparently she signed away her right to the house without knowing. He said he was justified in doing that because he didn't know about all this debt that she was in from shopping."
The Husband and I were pretty entertained and shocked at this point. But then it got better, when they were talking about another one of their friends...
"And ohmygod, she had to get a restraining order..."
The other conversation I heard, which had me highly amused, was this morning. I was on my two-block walk back from Starbucks. Another woman came out of the bodega next to Starbucks with her cell phone at her ear.
"I've had enough of you! You have been up on other girls, holding them and hanging on them. I am tired of supporting your tired self. You're dead weight! You have to leave me alone. I deserve better. I can have any man I want. I am through with you. I am too good for you."
She walked about 30 feet behind me for the two blocks, and I heard every word she said. I think anyone on the street would have heard what she was saying.
My only thought while overhearing her end of the conversation was, "You go girl!"
Saturday, November 08, 2008
On Friday and Saturday nights, from 9pm to midnight, they offer a dessert bar. It's an obscene amount to pay (like $25), but you get all these teeny-tiny, mini desserts made by their pastry chef.
I went tonight to meet Frogger, her mum, and some girl friends there. We had a nice comfy leather couch and a few chairs all to ourselves. And as soon as 9pm hit, Frogger and I pranced over to the buffet to get our decadent treats. (I ate light today, and did a yoga class to prepare for the treats.)
Tonight, I grabbed...
A mini cupcake, chocolate chop cookies, some macaroons, a small sliver of macadamia nut cake, a spoonful of bread pudding, chocolate covered strawberries and some sort of gingerbread flan.
Oh yeah... And a cupful of pure melted chocolate, for dipping the cookies.
I only got through a few of the cookies... One of the strawberries, a bit of the gingerbread, most of the bread pudding, and a bite of the macadamia but cake. The chocolate only got about three dips.
With the glass of pinot noir, I'd say it was about $40 well spent. I enjoyed it all.