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Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
been gone too long
Sadly, I've not posted in a very long time. It's not so much by choice—-I've not had Internet in FOREVER (since I moved into my own apartment), and I've been relying on library visits and the kindness of my friends to do my 'net surfing and blog posting.
Hopefully that will change soon. I'd like to get Internet for my apartment sometime in the near future, and I plan to save a little chunk of my tax returns for a new computer. I'm think I'll likely get a netbook, which will be perfect for what I need it to do, and then I'll be saving up to eventually get a MacBook of my own. I've really been doing my soul-searching regarding what I need to spend my money on at the moment and what I need to wait about.
Some lightning-fast updates: I’ve been at my current job for about two years now, still enjoying what I do. Been living in my FAB apartment (and out of real estate hell) for one year next Monday. Another big number coming up: Jonathan and I will be crossing the two-year mark in April. Sheesh. Two years. That’s a long time (for me).
I posted on here a while back about how I was unhappy with my weight and how I wanted to get back to the person I used to be. I’ve lost almost 50 pounds in the past…while? Two years? And I’m on my way back to where I want to be. I took up running last June and I love it. I’ve done three or four 5ks, with more planned for the spring, and I’m aiming for a 10k in April and maybe a half marathon in the fall. My knees have been giving me a little trouble, but it’s not been nearly as bad as I was afraid it might be.
I’ve even inspired my sister to start running, and she’s been bitten by the bug and embracing it! (Alliteration abounds!) She’s even signing up for a Couch to Triathlon sort of program, with her goal being a sprint tri in August. I can’t wait to cheer her on! I’m so proud of how far she’s come with all the hardships she’s been dealt over the past few years. Let’s send up a little hoo-rah for her right now: GO, AUTUMN, GO!
Anyway, I’m hoping to be back on the blogging scene soon. I love it so…I just don’t always have the time and resources I need. Here’s to getting back!
Hopefully that will change soon. I'd like to get Internet for my apartment sometime in the near future, and I plan to save a little chunk of my tax returns for a new computer. I'm think I'll likely get a netbook, which will be perfect for what I need it to do, and then I'll be saving up to eventually get a MacBook of my own. I've really been doing my soul-searching regarding what I need to spend my money on at the moment and what I need to wait about.
Some lightning-fast updates: I’ve been at my current job for about two years now, still enjoying what I do. Been living in my FAB apartment (and out of real estate hell) for one year next Monday. Another big number coming up: Jonathan and I will be crossing the two-year mark in April. Sheesh. Two years. That’s a long time (for me).
I posted on here a while back about how I was unhappy with my weight and how I wanted to get back to the person I used to be. I’ve lost almost 50 pounds in the past…while? Two years? And I’m on my way back to where I want to be. I took up running last June and I love it. I’ve done three or four 5ks, with more planned for the spring, and I’m aiming for a 10k in April and maybe a half marathon in the fall. My knees have been giving me a little trouble, but it’s not been nearly as bad as I was afraid it might be.
I’ve even inspired my sister to start running, and she’s been bitten by the bug and embracing it! (Alliteration abounds!) She’s even signing up for a Couch to Triathlon sort of program, with her goal being a sprint tri in August. I can’t wait to cheer her on! I’m so proud of how far she’s come with all the hardships she’s been dealt over the past few years. Let’s send up a little hoo-rah for her right now: GO, AUTUMN, GO!
Anyway, I’m hoping to be back on the blogging scene soon. I love it so…I just don’t always have the time and resources I need. Here’s to getting back!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Toaster Pastry Catastrophe
It’s a Toast-astrophe! Catas-pastry!
Or just a sad day in breakfast world.
Some mornings, I wake up early, get my shower, drink my coffee and eat my grits and toast while watching the Today show.
That’s some mornings, not most. Tuesday was like most mornings.
I woke up with a startling realization that my alarm had already angrily beep-beep-beeped at me—twice—while I snoozed peacefully and blissfully unaware of its attempts to rouse me from my sleep. I jumped out of bed and quickly began my morning ritual—the abbreviated version. Brush my hair, attempt to restore some sort of life to it, brush my teeth, find something to wear that fits the following three criteria: A) It looks the same whether it’s wrinkled or ironed, B) I’ve not already worn it that week, and C) It doesn’t smell (at least, not to a point where it’s offensive). Luckily, I found a few items that fit into every category.
As I rushed to work, I remembered one very important part of my morning that had been neglected until I was already speeding along to work: breakfast. Fortunately, I have a nice stash of treats in my desk drawer, just waiting to be summoned for this very purpose.
When I arrived at work, I surveyed the drawer with some dismay: a Ziploc full of pretzels, a granola bar that’s really just seen better days, a few root beer barrels, and a mini Snickers. Hm. Not what I was expecting.
As I was about the shut the drawer and pilfer around in the fridge downstairs to see what foods I might have forgotten about in there, I saw a peek of shiny silver under some papers. Pushing those to the side, I found something most exciting: a cinnamon sugar Fiber One toaster pastry! (A mouthful of words, I know. And it’s really just a Pop-Tart. But I know from being around AP style for some time that Pop-Tart is a brand….not a food item.)
Anyway, the toaster pastry.
Not only had I found something that is actually considered a “breakfast” option, it was cinnamon sugar. Which, in the words of a co-worker, everyone knows is the best. While there’s no toaster at work, there is a microwave. And while some may scoff at the idea of preparing such a pastry in a microwave, don’t knock it till you’ve wanted your tart so badly and tried it. I cooked said toaster pastry’s former wrapper mate in the same manner, and it was delish.
I couldn’t remember how long to set the timer for, so I just randomly selected a time and figured I’d take it out when I felt it necessary. I chose a seat at a table near the mic and watched the pastry spin round and round as my eyes glazed over, much like the sweet cinnamony goodness topping my treat.
As I was awaiting breakfast bliss, the president of our company walked into the break room. We began to make small talk, when I noticed something strange out of the corner of my eye: A small cinnamon sugar volcano was erupting from the center of my Fiber One toaster pastry.
“No!” I cried. “My pastry is burning!”
I immediately ceased conversation and shut off the microwave that wa,s in essence, cremating my breakfast. He gave me a short of “yeesh, sorry” look and headed on his way to his office.
As I opened the door, smoke billowed out and up, along with the unmistakable smell of burnt sugar.
I quickly closed the door.
Not sure what to do, I stood there for a moment and watched the inside of the microwave turned a hazy gray as it filled with smoke. Trying to think on my feet, I armed myself with a plastic serving tray resting in the drain rack and boldly opened the door and proceeded to fan like a madwoman. The smoke permeated the room, looking like the ghost of my breakfast’s past. It soon dissipated, taking with it my hopes for a delicious morning treat.
I attempted to eat what remained, but I was soon deterred when I realized it was scorched from the inside out.
Forgive me, Fiber One toaster pastry, for I knew not what I did.
I'm so sorry, little friend.
Or just a sad day in breakfast world.
Some mornings, I wake up early, get my shower, drink my coffee and eat my grits and toast while watching the Today show.
That’s some mornings, not most. Tuesday was like most mornings.
I woke up with a startling realization that my alarm had already angrily beep-beep-beeped at me—twice—while I snoozed peacefully and blissfully unaware of its attempts to rouse me from my sleep. I jumped out of bed and quickly began my morning ritual—the abbreviated version. Brush my hair, attempt to restore some sort of life to it, brush my teeth, find something to wear that fits the following three criteria: A) It looks the same whether it’s wrinkled or ironed, B) I’ve not already worn it that week, and C) It doesn’t smell (at least, not to a point where it’s offensive). Luckily, I found a few items that fit into every category.
As I rushed to work, I remembered one very important part of my morning that had been neglected until I was already speeding along to work: breakfast. Fortunately, I have a nice stash of treats in my desk drawer, just waiting to be summoned for this very purpose.
When I arrived at work, I surveyed the drawer with some dismay: a Ziploc full of pretzels, a granola bar that’s really just seen better days, a few root beer barrels, and a mini Snickers. Hm. Not what I was expecting.
As I was about the shut the drawer and pilfer around in the fridge downstairs to see what foods I might have forgotten about in there, I saw a peek of shiny silver under some papers. Pushing those to the side, I found something most exciting: a cinnamon sugar Fiber One toaster pastry! (A mouthful of words, I know. And it’s really just a Pop-Tart. But I know from being around AP style for some time that Pop-Tart is a brand….not a food item.)
Anyway, the toaster pastry.
Not only had I found something that is actually considered a “breakfast” option, it was cinnamon sugar. Which, in the words of a co-worker, everyone knows is the best. While there’s no toaster at work, there is a microwave. And while some may scoff at the idea of preparing such a pastry in a microwave, don’t knock it till you’ve wanted your tart so badly and tried it. I cooked said toaster pastry’s former wrapper mate in the same manner, and it was delish.
I couldn’t remember how long to set the timer for, so I just randomly selected a time and figured I’d take it out when I felt it necessary. I chose a seat at a table near the mic and watched the pastry spin round and round as my eyes glazed over, much like the sweet cinnamony goodness topping my treat.
As I was awaiting breakfast bliss, the president of our company walked into the break room. We began to make small talk, when I noticed something strange out of the corner of my eye: A small cinnamon sugar volcano was erupting from the center of my Fiber One toaster pastry.
“No!” I cried. “My pastry is burning!”
I immediately ceased conversation and shut off the microwave that wa,s in essence, cremating my breakfast. He gave me a short of “yeesh, sorry” look and headed on his way to his office.
As I opened the door, smoke billowed out and up, along with the unmistakable smell of burnt sugar.
I quickly closed the door.
Not sure what to do, I stood there for a moment and watched the inside of the microwave turned a hazy gray as it filled with smoke. Trying to think on my feet, I armed myself with a plastic serving tray resting in the drain rack and boldly opened the door and proceeded to fan like a madwoman. The smoke permeated the room, looking like the ghost of my breakfast’s past. It soon dissipated, taking with it my hopes for a delicious morning treat.
I attempted to eat what remained, but I was soon deterred when I realized it was scorched from the inside out.
Forgive me, Fiber One toaster pastry, for I knew not what I did.
I'm so sorry, little friend.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Happy Hollo-ween!
Don't have time to make a real post, but I just wanted to share mine and Jonathan's joint Halloween costume: Joan Holloway and Roger Sterling from Mad Men on AMC.
Hope y'all had a good Halloween!
Hope y'all had a good Halloween!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Racing for the Cure
What, what?!?! Add .1 to that and you've got me after my first 5k!
So I survived my 5k! It was great, so much fun. I definitely recommend to anyone wanting to do a 5k to do Race for the Cure. It was so exciting, having people cheer you on! My friend Joy and I ran, while my mom, Joy’s mom, and my sister walked. We went back to cross the finish line with them when we got done. It took us 43 minutes, but that’s with an INSANE about of people at the starting point. There was no way to start running at the beginning. And there were so many walkers to dodge, not to mention the rain made it super slick and we were trying not to slip (I saw one lady fall and some one else run into a street sign, yikes!).
My sister and me right after the race
Autumn and me at the pink fountain (they’ve also changed out the streetlights for pink ones, not to mention city hall and the great Vulcan are pink for October, too!)
It was muddy…I had to give my kicks some TLC after the race
3.1 miles! And yes, the picture is flip-flopped. The phone I was using takes mirror image photos…weird. (I planned for it, though, the way we were holding our hands!)
I need to update badly, I know...soon!
Monday, August 24, 2009
What No One Ever Tells You About Losing Weight Health & Fitness: glamour.com
This story made me want to cry.
What No One Ever Tells You About Losing Weight Health & Fitness: glamour.com
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What No One Ever Tells You About Losing Weight Health & Fitness: glamour.com
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Monday, August 17, 2009
Race for the Cure
Hello all! I'm thinking of starting a team to run/walk the Birmingham Race for a Cure for the Susan G. Komen foundation. I'll post more later with details and information on how you can join my team or just donate. Let me know if you are interested; the race is October 10.
http://www.komenncalabama.org/
http://www.komenncalabama.org/
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