1.) The work team treating me and another February-birthdayer to a Chinatown bingefest lunch. The walnut shrimp they serve at this place makes me weep with happies.
2.) Remembering I've forgotten about shows I was addicted to (CSI Vegas). It's kind of nice not having to see all those bloody heads roll around every week.
3.) Bobby pins.
4.) Crooked smiles.
5.) This bronzer from Benefit, a berfday present from Mom. I've never worn bronzer before, but since I stay out of the sun like a vampire - I'se need it. Problem is, most of them are orange or sparkly or streaky or creepy. Hoola is none of those things - it just makes you look healthy and glowy and not dead. Really, really good stuff.
Showing posts with label grace in small things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grace in small things. Show all posts
Monday, February 23, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Grace, Day 32
So! Mom flew away today, after a really nice week in the city together. This was her third visit to our little city and in my opinion, the best so far. The other times, I was so overwhelmed with work - sweating bullets over Comcast and eating my stress away with buckets of Poptarts - and didn't know the city well enough yet to find the good stuff; feeling relaxed and in-the-know goes far. Plus, it was my birthday and I got many cupcakes and birthday presents and my Mom cleaned the apartment with Method stuff while I toiled away at classes! I will seriously miss waking up to a bowl of already-made oatmeal and coming home to a cup of tea and dinner in the oven. A visit from Mom does a body good.
And now, I've got a leisurely weekend with the hubs-band ahead of me. I ran around a lot this week, having the fun, so it'll be nice to sit and then sit a little more and then play some Rockband. I also just got 5 new books out of the library and want to read them all at once. One set of eyes is so limiting, no?
1.) Candied pecans. Thought I hated these suckers, but ate them tonight in a salad and couldn't stop shoveling them in.
2.) Getting off the pill. A huge decrease in headaches and a huge increase in, uh, wanting to do, uh...romantic things. You kind of forget how stuff's supposed to work after 12 years on the stuff.
3) Lime rickeys.
4.) Stripes.
5.) Christina Aguilera. I can't help it, people - I love that woman.
And now, I've got a leisurely weekend with the hubs-band ahead of me. I ran around a lot this week, having the fun, so it'll be nice to sit and then sit a little more and then play some Rockband. I also just got 5 new books out of the library and want to read them all at once. One set of eyes is so limiting, no?
1.) Candied pecans. Thought I hated these suckers, but ate them tonight in a salad and couldn't stop shoveling them in.
2.) Getting off the pill. A huge decrease in headaches and a huge increase in, uh, wanting to do, uh...romantic things. You kind of forget how stuff's supposed to work after 12 years on the stuff.
3) Lime rickeys.
4.) Stripes.
5.) Christina Aguilera. I can't help it, people - I love that woman.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Grace, Day 31
Just realized I've been kind of shhhh over here the past few days - lo siento! My Mom's in town and I've been busy running around doing fun things in the rain with her. I'll post some pics (taken with my new almost-berfday camera!) of our muddy adventures soon. My Gram was supposed to make the trip, too, but had a bit of a health scare the day before; she'll come along next time when it's not so rainy. (Hi Gram! Glad you're feeling better! We miss you out here!)
1) Those new tea lattes from the 'Bux. Sweet and milky and foamy and heaven.
2) My three new pair of Levis, purchased by the hubs on V-Day after trying on many after many after many. Finally! Pants with buttons and zippers that are comfy and cute.
3) Rockband. We took a short break, but are back at it and it's badder than ever. You shoulda heard me rap Beastie Boys style yesterday. I won't lie...it was awesome.
4) Sweatpants. There was no better clothing invention ever.
5) Birthday presents !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1) Those new tea lattes from the 'Bux. Sweet and milky and foamy and heaven.
2) My three new pair of Levis, purchased by the hubs on V-Day after trying on many after many after many. Finally! Pants with buttons and zippers that are comfy and cute.
3) Rockband. We took a short break, but are back at it and it's badder than ever. You shoulda heard me rap Beastie Boys style yesterday. I won't lie...it was awesome.
4) Sweatpants. There was no better clothing invention ever.
5) Birthday presents !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Grace, Day 30
1. All the free stuff - bus ride! sour cream and onion chips! frappucino! - I got today. I'll write a post about it when my head removes itself from the vice upon it. Or the vice removes itself or whatever.
2. Umbrellas. Genius!
3. Watermelon sprinkled with salt.
4. Almost skipping class because of aforementioned head clamp issue, but somehow pulling it together and trudging through the deluge and oh, do I love myself now.
5. The Nickelodeon cartoon Doug. There's some bastardized version on Disney, with a horrific theme song, which bums my face out. But the original show (and theme song) were awesome; I've been wanting to watch an episode all day. And I really don't do cartoons.
2. Umbrellas. Genius!
3. Watermelon sprinkled with salt.
4. Almost skipping class because of aforementioned head clamp issue, but somehow pulling it together and trudging through the deluge and oh, do I love myself now.
5. The Nickelodeon cartoon Doug. There's some bastardized version on Disney, with a horrific theme song, which bums my face out. But the original show (and theme song) were awesome; I've been wanting to watch an episode all day. And I really don't do cartoons.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Grace, Day 29
1. My BU sweatshirt from ebay. Old and slim fitting and a lovely shade of red.
2. The bus driver who let me ride free today.
3. The Easter candy with the maple filling. Really, anything maple flavored. Maple maple maple. What a strange word.
4. Our Tempur-Pedic pillow aka TheraFlu aka T.F. from way back in the Cambridge days. Cold and firm like tofu if I liked tofu.
5. Getting the email from the library saying your books are in from the Main Branch.
2. The bus driver who let me ride free today.
3. The Easter candy with the maple filling. Really, anything maple flavored. Maple maple maple. What a strange word.
4. Our Tempur-Pedic pillow aka TheraFlu aka T.F. from way back in the Cambridge days. Cold and firm like tofu if I liked tofu.
5. Getting the email from the library saying your books are in from the Main Branch.
Monday, February 09, 2009
Grace, Day 28
I need to get back on these everyday, 'stead of skipping.
1. Law and Order binges.
2. Getting a left-side, window seat on the bus.
3. Having curves.
4. Sipping hot cocoa out of a straw.
5. Freckles. Don't have them, but gosh they're cute.
1. Law and Order binges.
2. Getting a left-side, window seat on the bus.
3. Having curves.
4. Sipping hot cocoa out of a straw.
5. Freckles. Don't have them, but gosh they're cute.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Grace, Day 27 Maybe?
Guys. My hubs-band is back in the hood. Tomorrow be Friday. I get to sleep a lot soon.
More formally:
1. Banana bread without walnuts. Warm with butter. Maybe a small whisper of cream cheese.
2. Finding your keys on the first grab.
3. Red Starbursts.
4. How basketball players used to wear Chuck Taylors.
5. Blue Sharpies.
More formally:
1. Banana bread without walnuts. Warm with butter. Maybe a small whisper of cream cheese.
2. Finding your keys on the first grab.
3. Red Starbursts.
4. How basketball players used to wear Chuck Taylors.
5. Blue Sharpies.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Crabby and Grace
I was a real thundercloud today. Usually a jog in the morning starts things off right, but the air was too cold and my lungs caught on fire and construction workers were always on the sidewalk I needed. Then I missed the good bus (#41) and had to take the bad one (#45).
At work, I had to pack up lots of product into boxes and I got all sweaty and unladylike. As I packed, I fixated on all the things I hate about all the things I hate. I didn't even know I was doing it until my eyebrows were so tight together I looked like one of those angry cloud guys in Super Mario. So then I'd think about something happy (usually food or bed or food in bed) to reverse the spiral, but the next time I tuned in? Oh, I was off steaming again -- onto that time in high school when a friend's mom made fun of my cowboy hat or how I always get water up my sleeve when I wash my hands and it feels so bad.
Things got better once I started classes and now I'm relaxing on the couch with Judi Dench and Kashi eaten out of a measuring cup, but yowza. My hormones should be bottled and used to fuel rockets.
Grace things:
1. "Gimme Shelter" -- I wanna get all up on that song and marry it.
2. Good bangs days. The grammar doesn't seem right there, but the alternative is weirder.
3. The day my Gram took T and me to the A&P and bought us, from the rainy parking lot vendor, hamburgers wrapped in English muffins and rootbeer floats.
4. Ears popping on the way down.
5. Sea turtles in Hawaii.
At work, I had to pack up lots of product into boxes and I got all sweaty and unladylike. As I packed, I fixated on all the things I hate about all the things I hate. I didn't even know I was doing it until my eyebrows were so tight together I looked like one of those angry cloud guys in Super Mario. So then I'd think about something happy (usually food or bed or food in bed) to reverse the spiral, but the next time I tuned in? Oh, I was off steaming again -- onto that time in high school when a friend's mom made fun of my cowboy hat or how I always get water up my sleeve when I wash my hands and it feels so bad.
Things got better once I started classes and now I'm relaxing on the couch with Judi Dench and Kashi eaten out of a measuring cup, but yowza. My hormones should be bottled and used to fuel rockets.
Grace things:
1. "Gimme Shelter" -- I wanna get all up on that song and marry it.
2. Good bangs days. The grammar doesn't seem right there, but the alternative is weirder.
3. The day my Gram took T and me to the A&P and bought us, from the rainy parking lot vendor, hamburgers wrapped in English muffins and rootbeer floats.
4. Ears popping on the way down.
5. Sea turtles in Hawaii.
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Another long day in da bag!
So I'm still really liking classes, somehow. Sorry to keep marvelling at it, but most of you didn't have to live with me through the many hours/days/months/years of me hating school. The novelty's going to take awhile to rub off.
But there's 1 of my 4 that sucks wind. Essentially, the lady stands up front and reads the worksheet packet she's handed to us. And doesn't even read it right; she'll mispronounce words and say nonsensical things not on the page and shit? Luckily I found a dude to sit near who thinks it's ridiculous, too, so at least I can roll my eyes toward someone.
At one point this afternoon she was putting super low-quality mimeographed (that's right - not even xeroxed) images up on the projector and then...describing them? Because our eyeballs broked?
"That's a boy standing on a pretend boat in...it looks like maybe...the 40's? Yes, it's true! Children in the 40's pretended they were on boats, too."
What?!
Then we watched a VHS from 1980. She left the room during the whole thing so I did some homework from another class. Then she came back and let us out a half hour early. There's more funny stuff, but I'm too tired to be funny.
But the thing is, I thought all my classes were going to be like this. And they're not. So I'll shush up and take it.
In other news, the song "If You Seek Amy" sung by the lovely Mz Brit Spears is 100% complete nonsense -- but a fantastic song for the end of your day when you just want to sing 100% complete nonsense.
In other other news, here are some happy things:
1. The rubber band book I made/wrote today - at my work desk instead of eating lunch - for Curriculum class. It was called "Olive and the Sandwich" and told the story of Olive who woke up one day and really wanted a PB&J.
2. Trail mix.
3. The non-horror Stephen King book I'm reading - Lisey's Story. He's a dang good storyteller.
4. Coffee from McDonald's. Surprisingly delicious and strong.
5. Blowing bubbles in class.
But there's 1 of my 4 that sucks wind. Essentially, the lady stands up front and reads the worksheet packet she's handed to us. And doesn't even read it right; she'll mispronounce words and say nonsensical things not on the page and shit? Luckily I found a dude to sit near who thinks it's ridiculous, too, so at least I can roll my eyes toward someone.
At one point this afternoon she was putting super low-quality mimeographed (that's right - not even xeroxed) images up on the projector and then...describing them? Because our eyeballs broked?
"That's a boy standing on a pretend boat in...it looks like maybe...the 40's? Yes, it's true! Children in the 40's pretended they were on boats, too."
What?!
Then we watched a VHS from 1980. She left the room during the whole thing so I did some homework from another class. Then she came back and let us out a half hour early. There's more funny stuff, but I'm too tired to be funny.
But the thing is, I thought all my classes were going to be like this. And they're not. So I'll shush up and take it.
In other news, the song "If You Seek Amy" sung by the lovely Mz Brit Spears is 100% complete nonsense -- but a fantastic song for the end of your day when you just want to sing 100% complete nonsense.
In other other news, here are some happy things:
1. The rubber band book I made/wrote today - at my work desk instead of eating lunch - for Curriculum class. It was called "Olive and the Sandwich" and told the story of Olive who woke up one day and really wanted a PB&J.
2. Trail mix.
3. The non-horror Stephen King book I'm reading - Lisey's Story. He's a dang good storyteller.
4. Coffee from McDonald's. Surprisingly delicious and strong.
5. Blowing bubbles in class.
Monday, February 02, 2009
grace, day 25
1. My pink Prana yoga top from Amanda. Super cute and the only thing that keeps the, uh, girls in place whilst jogging.
2. Cucumbers dipped in ranch.
3. When I want to read every story in the New Yorker. Like this week's.
4. Juice glasses from Ikea.
5. Funfetti frosting. (Do they make it anymore?)
(Oh! They do!)
2. Cucumbers dipped in ranch.
3. When I want to read every story in the New Yorker. Like this week's.
4. Juice glasses from Ikea.
5. Funfetti frosting. (Do they make it anymore?)
(Oh! They do!)
Saturday, January 31, 2009
grace, day 24
1. Three mornings in a row of salty/sweet/fatty Texas brunches.
2. Driving around aimlessly on a sunny Saturday with the hubs.
3. Hotel cable binge!
4. Cole slaw with lots of salt and pepper.
5. Sneaking out without anyone spotting us, climbing into bed with jammies and snacks.
2. Driving around aimlessly on a sunny Saturday with the hubs.
3. Hotel cable binge!
4. Cole slaw with lots of salt and pepper.
5. Sneaking out without anyone spotting us, climbing into bed with jammies and snacks.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Skool Stuff and Grace, Day 23
Don't know if it's a sign of maturity or subject matter or instructional quality or student population (most likely a combo of all four and more), but I've never thought so much about classes outside of classes before. I'm having one of those trippy broadening-my-horizons smiling-college-catalog-stock-photo experiences where cultural stuff and race stuff and a whole variety of stuff is looking different, shifting around in my head, making new connections. I had absolutely zero expectations for these classes and thought - at best - I wouldn't hate them. The fact that I'm actively liking them and learning tons is a huge shock and a happy surprise.
I'm effing exhausted from hauling my ass all over San Francisco - Chinatown for work, Sunset for some classes, Mission for others, back to Pac Heights for bed - but I'm just into it and liking what's bubbling up inside my brain skull head. For someone who hated school from 6th grade through senior year of college, this is a crazy trip.
I don't want to jinx this by sounding all Pollyanna/not-me. So let' s see...
I'm really tired. And trying to exercise and clean and write and cook is a little bit um?! It makes me want to eat five doughnuts really quickly then collapse.
Onto my happy things!
1. Alone at night, in the car, Britney really loud.
2. Advil.
3. Super cold, not-from-concentrate, no-added-calcium OJ.
4. Talking Days of Our Lives with my Gram. (p.s. I was previously employed as a DOOL blogger/plot-recapper. Yup!)
5. Men's white v-neck undershirts.
I'm effing exhausted from hauling my ass all over San Francisco - Chinatown for work, Sunset for some classes, Mission for others, back to Pac Heights for bed - but I'm just into it and liking what's bubbling up inside my brain skull head. For someone who hated school from 6th grade through senior year of college, this is a crazy trip.
I don't want to jinx this by sounding all Pollyanna/not-me. So let' s see...
I'm really tired. And trying to exercise and clean and write and cook is a little bit um?! It makes me want to eat five doughnuts really quickly then collapse.
Onto my happy things!
1. Alone at night, in the car, Britney really loud.
2. Advil.
3. Super cold, not-from-concentrate, no-added-calcium OJ.
4. Talking Days of Our Lives with my Gram. (p.s. I was previously employed as a DOOL blogger/plot-recapper. Yup!)
5. Men's white v-neck undershirts.
grace, day 23
I'm...really tired right now. After work, class, class, baby cuddles (THAT part was two thumbs up) I can't see straight. And feeling overwhelmed about another go of it tomorrow. So I'm going to keep this short then hide my head under the pillow in denial.
1. Wool sweaters.
2. High-thread-count sheets.
3. Bluebirds.
4. Butter mints.
5. Fluffernutters.
1. Wool sweaters.
2. High-thread-count sheets.
3. Bluebirds.
4. Butter mints.
5. Fluffernutters.
Monday, January 26, 2009
grace, day 22
1. My asthma inhaler. Once I learned to take it before exercising - oh my JEEBS I can actually jog longer than 30 seconds?! At one time?! I honestly had no clue I had it in me. Sure, my lungs still burn the whole time (and the whole next day) but they actually get a little O2 along the way and stay inflated. And I don't collapse and cry on sidewalks. It's...a miracle of modern medicine. That's been around for a long time. That I've ignored forever.
2. Baked beans. On toast. Nom nom nom.
3. Sapphire rings. Specifically mine. Doobie doobie doo.
4. This gorgeous banana shampoo The Body Shop used to make and I used everyday in seventh grade. I would pay lots of pennies to find it again.
5. Randy Newman. Oh, that grumpy old man sings right to my own grumpy heart.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
grace, day 21
1. Jordan, Jesse, Go! LIVE at the Eureka Theater tonight. We rode the scooter, it was freezing, we sat in the second row, it was awesome.
2. Going for jogs yesterday and today and...liking it? This can't last.
3. Clay going grocery shopping for me yesterday. HEAVEN.
4. Trimming my own bangs with cuticle scissors and not totally effing it up.
5. Adding pepperoncinis to turkey paninis. Yumm-oh.
2. Going for jogs yesterday and today and...liking it? This can't last.
3. Clay going grocery shopping for me yesterday. HEAVEN.
4. Trimming my own bangs with cuticle scissors and not totally effing it up.
5. Adding pepperoncinis to turkey paninis. Yumm-oh.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
grace, day 19
1. My old black Jeep. Beat up, jacked up, tape deck, Kennedy/Johnson sticker, perfect.
2. Late night phone chats with hubs. Of course I miss his bum, but there's something satisfying about getting to gab and gab and gab about my day to his held-captive ear. Muahahha. And bonus! It doubles as a sleep remedy for him.
3. The made-for-olds BBC sitcom, As Time Goes By. I started a couple weeks ago and I'm already on Season 4. Judi Dench = Love.Her. There's 8 or 9 or 10 more seasons to go; no stopping me now!
4. Navy blue. Best color ever.
5. Big Macs. I'm getting one after class next week - it's decided!
2. Late night phone chats with hubs. Of course I miss his bum, but there's something satisfying about getting to gab and gab and gab about my day to his held-captive ear. Muahahha. And bonus! It doubles as a sleep remedy for him.
3. The made-for-olds BBC sitcom, As Time Goes By. I started a couple weeks ago and I'm already on Season 4. Judi Dench = Love.Her. There's 8 or 9 or 10 more seasons to go; no stopping me now!
4. Navy blue. Best color ever.
5. Big Macs. I'm getting one after class next week - it's decided!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
grace, day 18
1. Playing morning hooky from work to watch it all. Got some dirty looks, but bam! Who cares!
2. Nie Nie blogging again.
3. An email from Michaela with the subject line: "not dead"
4. Somehow gathering the strength to drive past McDonald's after class; I was ready to kill a kitten for a strawberry milkshake.
5. Mike Rowe. Mike Rowe. and Mike Rowe.
2. Nie Nie blogging again.
3. An email from Michaela with the subject line: "not dead"
4. Somehow gathering the strength to drive past McDonald's after class; I was ready to kill a kitten for a strawberry milkshake.
5. Mike Rowe. Mike Rowe. and Mike Rowe.
Monday, January 19, 2009
grace, day 17
1. Obama eve! (!!!)
2. Clay flying out tomorrow vs. this morning. Two nights away is just better than three.
3. The Costco guy re-stocking our work cupboards with treats I shouldn't eat.
4. Sweet potato fries. Dipped in spicy creaminess.
5. The Ramona books. Although Jeebus God those new covers are heinous. Mom? Do not throw mine away. Kah, thanks.
2. Clay flying out tomorrow vs. this morning. Two nights away is just better than three.
3. The Costco guy re-stocking our work cupboards with treats I shouldn't eat.
4. Sweet potato fries. Dipped in spicy creaminess.
5. The Ramona books. Although Jeebus God those new covers are heinous. Mom? Do not throw mine away. Kah, thanks.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
g.i.s.t. day 16
1. using clay's foot as a phone. i've made some very important calls this way.
2. salt. lots and lots and lots of salt.
3. getting picked for the traveling basketball team in 6th grade and wearing a shirt with my last name on the back.
4. a full gas tank.
5. fried eggs on top of buttered toast.
2. salt. lots and lots and lots of salt.
3. getting picked for the traveling basketball team in 6th grade and wearing a shirt with my last name on the back.
4. a full gas tank.
5. fried eggs on top of buttered toast.
Friday, January 16, 2009
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