I learned something very important and profound today. You know that sinking feeling you get when you look at your checkbook balance and discover that no matter how much you scrimp and save, you’re never going to get ahead? For some unknown reason, I got that same feeling when I realized today that it’s “actually going to be okay.” Thanks to my tax return, this has been the first month since buying the house that I haven’t had to take money out of my savings to pay my bills. It’s crazy, but I’m somewhat confused and unwilling to believe that it’s going to be fine. Maybe I just need more time to process this. I mean, I haven’t felt “safe” since July. My nerves have kind of gotten used to the frenzied pace of bank-to-bank transfers. I’m not sure how to chill out.
I’ve been on a strange Joan Jett kick lately. Especially the song “Do you wanna touch me there (Oh Yeah).” It’s like crack to my ears. Ear crack. It makes me want to go run. Awesome.
I’ve also been on a gorgonzola kick… like, I’m craving mold. How weird is that? I wonder if it has anything to do with the new Joan Jett obsession?
Last night was our first match in the competitive volleyball league. We played at the Downtown YMCA, which was quite an experience. First off, let me just say that I HATE going into Downtown Pittsburgh. Really hate it. I avoid it at all costs. Second, I’m stubborn and I absolutely flat-out REFUSE to pay for parking unless I’m spending the entire day somewhere. What kind of parking is available downtown? Parking garages and metered parking. Aargh! Luckily, our game wasn’t until 8 and parking is free after 6 or so. Still, it took me a good 15 minutes to find a spot, nevermind the nearly half hour it took me to get there from Point Breeze. I am NOT thrilled with this arrangement. I don’t know what I’m going to do when we have games at 6 – I’ll have to leave work by 5 to be absolutely sure I get there in time (and I’ll have to pay for parking, at least a little bit of it).
Anyways, the game was GREAT!! We lost the first 2 games, but won the last one. And you know what? It might be heresy, but I’m kind of glad we lost. Don’t get me wrong – I don’t want us to lose all our games and I’m definitely not sabotaging us. What I mean is that I think our egos needed to be taken down a peg. I didn’t have any high expectations for this league – in fact, I was so nervous before our game yesterday that I literally couldn’t speak. One of my teammates showed up early to watch the other teams with me and I was the absolute worst conversationalist ever. However, once we started playing, everything changed. The game really wasn’t that much more difficult than our more challenging Rec league games. And the scores were ridiculously close – we went into extra points the first game and lost the 2nd only by 2 points (the minimum by which the games must be won). AND we played really well. Even I played really well for once – I was all over the court (in a good way), got all my serves in, was ready for anything, and I even got a hit in! I was so proud of our team that I sent a kind of emotional email to all my teammates after our game… I almost ended it by telling everyone I loved them, haha. It was a fantastic night, and I’m super excited for our next game!
As a result of a combo of my nervousness/tenseness last night and my high-energy game, I was EXHAUSTED last night. I haven’t been that tired in so long! I tried to read a chapter of my book before bed and it took all my strength to keep my eyes open. I fell asleep really quickly and really didn’t want to get up this morning – I was so comfy! But I hauled myself out of bed and managed to make it into work by 8:07 – for the second time this week! I’m trying really hard to come in earlier to work so that I can get out earlier and enjoy the sunshine and warmer weather. Trying to balance gym time with my desire to be outdoors is killing me! It’s like there’s never enough time in the day!
Ooh, and I’m potentially going to the PUMP/PSL happy hour tonight at Buffalo Blues! Yay! Hopefully if I go, I can be one of the first 100 through the door so I can get a free beer. Mmm, free!
I suppose I should get back to work. Have a great week everyone!
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3.24.2009
1.27.2009
i'm so tired, my mind is on the blink...
marzetti’s light slaw dressing is ATOMIC in my book.
when i was younger i spent my summer days at my great-grandma nana’s house since both my parents worked. my mom would drop me off and pick me up every day on her way to/from work. nana wasn’t big on going out for lunch (though she LOVED jamocha shakes from arby’s!), so we almost always had lunch at her house. she’d make grilled cheeses, ham and cheeses, fish sticks, sometimes a totino’s thin crust personal pizza, and sometimes even a michelina’s mac & cheese. any time we had sandwiches, fish sticks or fries, though, we’d always have marzetti’s as our condiment. i credit her with my obscene obsession with marzetti’s, my strange love of fish sticks, and the first bloom of my fascination with the French language. she passed away when i was 18 (so i guess 8 years ago… wow), but these things still linger within me. it’s weird, but sometimes when i eat something that we used to have all the time (wheaties with bananas is another biggie!), i swear i can still smell her and her house. it’s kind of creepy and it makes me cry every time, if only a couple slow tears.
anyways, i’m currently noshing on a virginia baked ham, provolone and marzetti’s sammy on tj’s multigrain sprouted wheat bread. it’s pretty close to heaven. i honestly think i could eat marzetti’s for the rest of my life and never get tired of it. marzetti’s is up there with ketchup for me. i love em both, and putting marzetti’s and ketchup on fries and fish sticks is possibly the greatest ever! also on today’s lunch menu is another spinach salad with goat cheese & woodstock dressing and maybe half a grapefruit… the grapefruit might be saved for a snack, though, since i’m quickly slowing down (what an oxymoron).
last night i did everything i set out to do and more. i went tanning after work and then went immediately to the gym. la fitness was PACKED! i had planned on hanging out on the treadmill until yoga, but no empty treadmills were to be found so i had to opt for the one lone elliptical that was free. i spent 20 minutes on there (178 calories) and then hopped off to steal a treadmill. i warmed up some more with a 4:30 walk (3.7 mph, 6% incline) and then ran for about 34 minutes at my usual turtle speed (4.6 mph). towards yoga time, i cranked the incline up a bit (i usually run at 0% incline cuz i’m a wuss) to burn more calories since i was running out of time. my goal was to hit 500 calories before yoga started for a grand total of around 700 calories. unfortunately, i fell short by 10 measly calories so i bargained with myself that i’d hop back on for a few minutes after yoga to make up those 10. yoga was good and i REALLY felt like i got a workout – even my feet felt like they were working out! an hour later, i hopped back on the treadmill and decided to walk for another 35 minutes (3.8 mph, 7% incline). in total, my gym session blasted at least 956 calories. that’s a bit excessive, even for me.
when i got home it was 10:15 pm and i was DEAD. i was starving, but strangely i wasn’t very hungry. that doesn’t even make sense, but whatever. i heated up my tomato soup leftovers from the weekend and ran a hot bath. I ate my soup in the tub. And I’m ghetto fab, so I rinsed my bowl out in the tub when i was done. i popped a couple tylenol pm tablets and i was ready to rock. to quote mr. norton in fight club, “babies don’t sleep this well.” in fact, i slept so well that i missed both clock alarms AND my cell phone alarm and groggily looked over at the clock at 9:15 am and realized i needed to move my still-sore butt. i totally considered calling off since i feel like i was run over by a semi, but only wusses call off.
so now i’m sitting at my desk in pain… i’ve popped more tylenols and i’m pretty sure they’re not helping. i know, it’s my own fault. on the bright side, i’ve reached my edited goal of 15 gym visits this month! yay! green mango is in store for me at some point in the future. funny thing is, i always bribe myself with a reward but i never actually give myself the reward. and i think january may have been a bad month to use the green mango as a bribe since i’m going on a cruise in a mere 2 weeks and there will be plenty of indulgences for a full week. perhaps i will delay that particular reward until march… but i’ll still probably cash in my original reward, which was a drink at starbucks.
not of particular interest to anyone but me, but i signed myself up for the budget plan with my gas company, thus cutting my gas bill in half for this coming month. it took me 6 very full months to catch on to that one, but finally i got smart.
now that i figured out how to blog at work without logging onto the blogger website and without using my itsy bitsy blackberry keypad, i might update this more often… provided i have time at work, of course!
have a better tuesday than me, everyone!
when i was younger i spent my summer days at my great-grandma nana’s house since both my parents worked. my mom would drop me off and pick me up every day on her way to/from work. nana wasn’t big on going out for lunch (though she LOVED jamocha shakes from arby’s!), so we almost always had lunch at her house. she’d make grilled cheeses, ham and cheeses, fish sticks, sometimes a totino’s thin crust personal pizza, and sometimes even a michelina’s mac & cheese. any time we had sandwiches, fish sticks or fries, though, we’d always have marzetti’s as our condiment. i credit her with my obscene obsession with marzetti’s, my strange love of fish sticks, and the first bloom of my fascination with the French language. she passed away when i was 18 (so i guess 8 years ago… wow), but these things still linger within me. it’s weird, but sometimes when i eat something that we used to have all the time (wheaties with bananas is another biggie!), i swear i can still smell her and her house. it’s kind of creepy and it makes me cry every time, if only a couple slow tears.
anyways, i’m currently noshing on a virginia baked ham, provolone and marzetti’s sammy on tj’s multigrain sprouted wheat bread. it’s pretty close to heaven. i honestly think i could eat marzetti’s for the rest of my life and never get tired of it. marzetti’s is up there with ketchup for me. i love em both, and putting marzetti’s and ketchup on fries and fish sticks is possibly the greatest ever! also on today’s lunch menu is another spinach salad with goat cheese & woodstock dressing and maybe half a grapefruit… the grapefruit might be saved for a snack, though, since i’m quickly slowing down (what an oxymoron).
last night i did everything i set out to do and more. i went tanning after work and then went immediately to the gym. la fitness was PACKED! i had planned on hanging out on the treadmill until yoga, but no empty treadmills were to be found so i had to opt for the one lone elliptical that was free. i spent 20 minutes on there (178 calories) and then hopped off to steal a treadmill. i warmed up some more with a 4:30 walk (3.7 mph, 6% incline) and then ran for about 34 minutes at my usual turtle speed (4.6 mph). towards yoga time, i cranked the incline up a bit (i usually run at 0% incline cuz i’m a wuss) to burn more calories since i was running out of time. my goal was to hit 500 calories before yoga started for a grand total of around 700 calories. unfortunately, i fell short by 10 measly calories so i bargained with myself that i’d hop back on for a few minutes after yoga to make up those 10. yoga was good and i REALLY felt like i got a workout – even my feet felt like they were working out! an hour later, i hopped back on the treadmill and decided to walk for another 35 minutes (3.8 mph, 7% incline). in total, my gym session blasted at least 956 calories. that’s a bit excessive, even for me.
when i got home it was 10:15 pm and i was DEAD. i was starving, but strangely i wasn’t very hungry. that doesn’t even make sense, but whatever. i heated up my tomato soup leftovers from the weekend and ran a hot bath. I ate my soup in the tub. And I’m ghetto fab, so I rinsed my bowl out in the tub when i was done. i popped a couple tylenol pm tablets and i was ready to rock. to quote mr. norton in fight club, “babies don’t sleep this well.” in fact, i slept so well that i missed both clock alarms AND my cell phone alarm and groggily looked over at the clock at 9:15 am and realized i needed to move my still-sore butt. i totally considered calling off since i feel like i was run over by a semi, but only wusses call off.
so now i’m sitting at my desk in pain… i’ve popped more tylenols and i’m pretty sure they’re not helping. i know, it’s my own fault. on the bright side, i’ve reached my edited goal of 15 gym visits this month! yay! green mango is in store for me at some point in the future. funny thing is, i always bribe myself with a reward but i never actually give myself the reward. and i think january may have been a bad month to use the green mango as a bribe since i’m going on a cruise in a mere 2 weeks and there will be plenty of indulgences for a full week. perhaps i will delay that particular reward until march… but i’ll still probably cash in my original reward, which was a drink at starbucks.
not of particular interest to anyone but me, but i signed myself up for the budget plan with my gas company, thus cutting my gas bill in half for this coming month. it took me 6 very full months to catch on to that one, but finally i got smart.
now that i figured out how to blog at work without logging onto the blogger website and without using my itsy bitsy blackberry keypad, i might update this more often… provided i have time at work, of course!
have a better tuesday than me, everyone!
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