If you couldn't tell by the post title, I am so EXCITED!!!!
I don't have anything pretty to post, but I will tell you the source of my excitement.
We had a photo shoot with Katie Day today.
I bought a vintage (50! year old) dress from Decades.
My new workout DVD arrived yesterday.
Chris and I discovered the delicacy of hot chocolate + cake batter ice cream.
I make the best grilled cheese sandwich in the world.
I changed the layout & styling of my website.
Nyquil & Dayquil exist.
We finally bought a panini press.
What a great list.
2.09.2010
too much excitement for words
2.04.2010
smaller, part two
Feeling smaller is not always a good thing.
Today, I feel small.
Not important.
Overlooked.
Insignificant.
Forgotten
Left out.
Ignored.
Is it better to work hard for the whole, or to work hard for yourself?
Is it selfish to give your all for your own benefit when you know the same effort for any other cause would go unnoticed?
Either way, I'm not working hard enough.
I'm tired of feeling insignificant.
I'm tired of wasting energy.
smaller
When you're tall, you weigh a lot. Maybe not a lot, but definitely more than your shorter acquaintances. And then, sometimes, you gain weight. Maybe because your four Christmas dinners were especially delicious in 2008, or because you got married (what's the correlation with that?), or because school is busy and you eat out more than you should. In any case, sometimes you gain weight. But when you're tall, five or ten pounds doesn't make much of a difference to anyone who you know--except for yourself. We are all our own greatest critics; even someone who "doesn't care what anyone else thinks," will critique themselves.
Alas, I gained five or ten pounds (ten. pounds.) since Chris and I got married--no, just since the 2008 holiday season. If you go back a little further, to Fall 2006, you'll find that I gained seventeen pounds. But who cares? The point is that one of my resolutions for 2010 was to exercise thirty minutes each day. I haven't been perfect at it, but I've done a lot better than I would have expected! Let's see... there have been 35 days this year; times 30 minutes, equals 1050 minutes (17.5 hours). I am behind by 441 minutes (7.5 hours). BUT I have exercised for 10 hours this year. And, I have results to report!
Since January 1st I have lost 4 pounds, and 1 inch from my waist (which is a stupid measurement to have--my waist is the smallest part of me!)
Go me! Who knew that a little exercise could make such a difference??
K. I'm done. :)
2.03.2010
a mouthful
Graham Cracker Cream Cheese Frosting Covered Key Lime Cake with Raspberry Mascarpone Mousse Filling
Yep, you read it right. One thing you may or may not know about me is this: I love longer than necessary titles or descriptions that leave a "was-that-a-run-on-sentence-or-was-it-not-?" taste in your mouth.
For example:
+Chris and I love the card game Monopoly Deal (thanks Terriann!). Sometimes we hold "championship" games. The winner carries the title of:::
"Ultimate Supreme Grand Championship Title And Belt-Holder of the Worldwide Federation of Monopoly Deal"
+I love Sufjan Stevens and the long track titles on his Illinois album:::
"The Black Hawk War, or, How to Demolish an Entire Civilization and Still Feel Good About Yourself in the Morning, or, We Apologize for the Inconvenience but You're Going to Have to Leave Now, or, I Have Fought the Big Knives and Will Continue to Fight Them until They Are off Our Lands!"
and
"To the Workers of the Rockford River Valley Region, I Have an Idea Concerning Your Predicament, and It Involves Shoe String, a Lavender Garland, and Twelve Strong Women"
and
"A Conjunction of Drones Simulating the Way in Which Sufjan Stevens Has an Existential Crisis in the Great Godfrey Maze"
and
"Out of Egypt, into the Great Laugh of Mankind, and I Shake the Dirt from My Sandals as I Run"
So how could I not love a baked good entitled "Graham Cracker Cream Cheese Frosting Covered Key Lime Cake with Raspberry Mascarpone Mousse Filling"? Really? I must make this cake!
2.02.2010
my ten
Just realized I forgot to include the slip n slide photo. Oh well.
They'll probably throw a fit about them being all collage-y.
Sigh.










