For Halloween this year I wanted to be Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. I already have the red shoes and, more importantly, the adorable dog. I began my search on Ebay hoping to find a bargain. After browsing and sorting through all the "sexy Dorothy" and "slutty Dorothy" costumes on Ebay, I finally decided on one that fell somewhere between total skank and total dork. I even ordered up a size just in case it turned out to be a XXX version of Dorothy.
Well it arrived. And it was too big.
So last night my sister and I drove to Capel's costume store in Blue Ash. Yes, there were lots of costumes. Yes, there were lots of costumes for women, but I kid you not 95% of the costumes for women were slutt-i-fied. Sexy nurse. Sexy police officer. Sexy baseball player. Sexy football player. Sexy ladybug. Sexy bumblebee. Sexy Snow White...you get the idea.
For kicks, I tried on the Dorothy costume with the hopes that it wouldn't look that bad on me since I'm short. Wrong. Maybe I'm not remembering correctly, but Dorothy didn't have a lace up corset and thigh highs, right?
Next, I tried on the "frisky feline" (I'm serious-that was the name and yes, I was in a costume shop not another kind of shop). This one was ok. The "dress" was more like a shirt as it just hit below my hips, but I thought I could make it work by wearing workout pants NOT the fishnets recommended with the costume.
Finally, I tried on the Statute of Liberty costume. Very cute sparkly off the shoulder dress. Well the dress only went to my upper thigh and then the rest was sheer material. Not bad-but also not really what Lady Liberty looks like. I have to admit, though, I liked the crown and the torch. But, not enough to get over the amount of skin I was revealing.
I did end up with something and I only spent like $8. I definitely think the best costumes are those not purchased at a costume store. My favorite to this day was when I dressed as a Prom Queen, complete with a corsage, crown and sash. And, no, I wasn't a "sexy" prom queen; I was a classy prom queen-decked out in an old strapless Homecoming dress.
Perhaps the best part of the evening was the number of women trying on all those costumes while we were there. People really do buy them!! Shocking.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Bullies
I am dealing with a bully. I want to write more about this bully, but I can't write about work on this blog. Or maybe I just did.
The bully is making my temper flare. I daydream that my boyfriend will drive to the city where the bully lives and punch him squarely in the face.
I know-that isn't appropriate, right? But I'm kind of tired of being sweet and nice to the bully. Maybe I need to borrow Katy or Jabs' "Just Say No to Bullying" t-shirt? That'd look nice under my black suit jacket in court.
*sigh*
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
See you next fall
It is most definitely fall time now. I actually wore a coat to work today for the first time! So-since it's Tuesday and we could all use a laugh (Friday is faaar off) AND because it's fall, I think I'll share my two favorite "fall" stories.
Keep in mind, it was hard to choose-I have so many.
1. In my senior year of college (2003), I and 3 of my closest friends, went on a cruise around the Western Caribbean. It was a fantastic vacation. If you're in the market for a cruise-go on Princess cruiselines. A-maz-ing.
Anyway, I am a bit of a workout nut. And in 2003, I was even worse-I may have had a slight working out "disorder". So, every morning, I set my alarm for 6AM and headed to the cruise boat gym. I signed up for my treadmill and at the designated time I noticed this young, attractive man running on my treadmill. Since I had rightfully signed up, I politely (read flirtatiously) let him know it was my turn. He hopped off, smiled, and I turned to hop on without realizing the treadmill was still moving-he had never turned it off. SO-I flew off the treadmill and landed on an eliptical in the row behind me. It didn't help the guy was running at 1 zillion mph.
The man on the eliptical asked "are you part of the cruise entertainment?" I didn't laugh. I got back on the treadmill, ran my 4 miles-and spent the rest of the vacation with a gigantic bloody bruise on my thigh.
2. December 1992. My parents, sister and I were all preparing to go out to a fancy dinner for New Years' Eve. I had our video camera (you know-the ones you actually put VHS tapes in) and was touring our house while everyone got ready, narrating with witty commentary. At the top of the stairs I said into the camera "And now we'll go downstairs" (I told you it was witty) and then BAM!, I tumbled down the stairs-all captured by our lovely video camera.
Then you hear me crying. Screaming more like. I went down head first! Does my family come to my rescue? Ask if I'm ok? NO. All you hear is an eruption of laughter, memorialized on tape.
Falls are great, no? I've broken my foot from slipping on a rug, had a concussion falling down basement steps on crutches, another head first fall in the middle of the main street on our campus in college, slipped on ice 100 times...not to mention the countless falls while running.
Come to think of it-it's amazing I've only broken one bone! I think I might be what you call "accident-prone." Oh well :)
Happy Fall!
Keep in mind, it was hard to choose-I have so many.
1. In my senior year of college (2003), I and 3 of my closest friends, went on a cruise around the Western Caribbean. It was a fantastic vacation. If you're in the market for a cruise-go on Princess cruiselines. A-maz-ing.
Anyway, I am a bit of a workout nut. And in 2003, I was even worse-I may have had a slight working out "disorder". So, every morning, I set my alarm for 6AM and headed to the cruise boat gym. I signed up for my treadmill and at the designated time I noticed this young, attractive man running on my treadmill. Since I had rightfully signed up, I politely (read flirtatiously) let him know it was my turn. He hopped off, smiled, and I turned to hop on without realizing the treadmill was still moving-he had never turned it off. SO-I flew off the treadmill and landed on an eliptical in the row behind me. It didn't help the guy was running at 1 zillion mph.
The man on the eliptical asked "are you part of the cruise entertainment?" I didn't laugh. I got back on the treadmill, ran my 4 miles-and spent the rest of the vacation with a gigantic bloody bruise on my thigh.
2. December 1992. My parents, sister and I were all preparing to go out to a fancy dinner for New Years' Eve. I had our video camera (you know-the ones you actually put VHS tapes in) and was touring our house while everyone got ready, narrating with witty commentary. At the top of the stairs I said into the camera "And now we'll go downstairs" (I told you it was witty) and then BAM!, I tumbled down the stairs-all captured by our lovely video camera.
Then you hear me crying. Screaming more like. I went down head first! Does my family come to my rescue? Ask if I'm ok? NO. All you hear is an eruption of laughter, memorialized on tape.
Falls are great, no? I've broken my foot from slipping on a rug, had a concussion falling down basement steps on crutches, another head first fall in the middle of the main street on our campus in college, slipped on ice 100 times...not to mention the countless falls while running.
Come to think of it-it's amazing I've only broken one bone! I think I might be what you call "accident-prone." Oh well :)
Happy Fall!
Monday, October 27, 2008
y.i.k.e.s.
Weather.com has indicated "snow showers" possible this evening and overnight. Chance of precip. - 30%.
Odds are good Jabs will have no school tomorrow.
Good thing I bought new tires last weekend. (And some fabulous Steve Madden snow boots for $20! Original price $129. Lizzy loves a good deal.)
Friday, October 24, 2008
Spoooooooky
Last night Steve and I carved our pumpkins we picked out last week. Mine is on the left and Steve's is on the right. Can you guess what Steve carved?? :-)
I apologize for the poor pictures-they were taken with my cell phone.
I apologize for the poor pictures-they were taken with my cell phone.
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
For Sale
While I don't really like to talk about work too much on my blog for fear that the powers that be may read this-I do work with real estate. Add that to the recent market down-turn and I'm starting to think buying a house would be a smart idea.
In theory anyway.
You see, I don't understand how so many people who make way less money than I do can buy homes. And big homes, no less. I watch all the great HGTV shows like House Hunters and My House is Worth What? and I see people who make less than I do buying homes worth LOTS of money. (Maybe that's the very reason I have my job...but, I digress).
I also wonder where so many young people get the money to put a down payment on a house. For example, most of my friends from high school and college own homes. How in the heck did they manage to save 30K for a down payment while also paying off school loans? Maybe their parents helped them? Inheritance? Bank robbery? I'm not sure. But I do know I have nowhere near enough saved for a down payment, thus I would likely be stuck with a PMI if I decided to purchase a home.
So here's what I'm thinking are the pros of me buying a home:
1. Investment potential. Odds are good the market will go back up, thus housing values will increase. If I can live in a house for 5-10 years, I could likely sell it for a decent profit-which could be used to pay off or at least pay off a huge chunk of my daunting law school loans.
2. A yard for Fi!
3. A place to park. I have been known to cry while trying to parallel park. I've also been known to get reeeeeaaally mad while driving around trying to find a space to squeeze my little Saturn into.
4. A place that is mine. I can paint, decorate, renovate, landscape all I want. I actually like doing yard work. I like planting flowers and gardens. I like mowing the grass. Those are not negatives for me.
5. I could actually have furniture. I own the following: 1 bed, 1 dresser, 1 disgustingly old nightstand, 1 fantastic ikea chair. It would be nice to grow up and decorate the way I like.
6. Did I mention parking?
While those all seem nice, truthfully the thought of buying and owning a home nearly induces a panic attack. Here are the cons:
1. A mortgage. Unfortunately, I cannot pay for a house with cash. Thus I would be a slave to my mortgage company-and a slave to property taxes. I hate the idea of taking on more debt. While I won't have credit card debt (soon!), I still do have student loans. I don't know if I can, in good conscience, take on another sizable chunk of debt.
2. Neighborhood. I am very particular about where I'd like to live. I don't want to have to drive 30 minutes to work. There are probably only 3 areas I'd even consider buying-and they are all very expensive. Is it worth it?
3. Things will go wrong. Hurricanes happen. (Even in Ohio). Pipes get old. Windows need replaced. Faucets leak. Those are all repairs which would require me to hire someone to fix. That is costly. However-at least I could hire someone competent, which is not the practice of my current landlord. (Do not even get me started on the heat situation. Apparently some apartments are filled with smoke and others steam. They have been working at it for 4 days. I fear for my little Fi as I type this.)
4. Being on my own. Completely. Now-don't get me wrong. This seems very attractive to me. But, I need to be realistic. I will have to take out the trash, kill bugs, unclog drains, remember to lock the doors, remember not to lock myself out (this is huge). Will I be scared to be alone at night? Feel safe? I think I would-but definitely something to consider.
There are just my random thoughts... Obviously I'm in a lease until August, so I'm not going anywhere right now. But, the thought is in the back of my head. Mostly because I know someone who is always e-mailing me links to homes for sale! :)
What do you think-homeownership, yay or nay?
In theory anyway.
You see, I don't understand how so many people who make way less money than I do can buy homes. And big homes, no less. I watch all the great HGTV shows like House Hunters and My House is Worth What? and I see people who make less than I do buying homes worth LOTS of money. (Maybe that's the very reason I have my job...but, I digress).
I also wonder where so many young people get the money to put a down payment on a house. For example, most of my friends from high school and college own homes. How in the heck did they manage to save 30K for a down payment while also paying off school loans? Maybe their parents helped them? Inheritance? Bank robbery? I'm not sure. But I do know I have nowhere near enough saved for a down payment, thus I would likely be stuck with a PMI if I decided to purchase a home.
So here's what I'm thinking are the pros of me buying a home:
1. Investment potential. Odds are good the market will go back up, thus housing values will increase. If I can live in a house for 5-10 years, I could likely sell it for a decent profit-which could be used to pay off or at least pay off a huge chunk of my daunting law school loans.
2. A yard for Fi!
3. A place to park. I have been known to cry while trying to parallel park. I've also been known to get reeeeeaaally mad while driving around trying to find a space to squeeze my little Saturn into.
4. A place that is mine. I can paint, decorate, renovate, landscape all I want. I actually like doing yard work. I like planting flowers and gardens. I like mowing the grass. Those are not negatives for me.
5. I could actually have furniture. I own the following: 1 bed, 1 dresser, 1 disgustingly old nightstand, 1 fantastic ikea chair. It would be nice to grow up and decorate the way I like.
6. Did I mention parking?
While those all seem nice, truthfully the thought of buying and owning a home nearly induces a panic attack. Here are the cons:
1. A mortgage. Unfortunately, I cannot pay for a house with cash. Thus I would be a slave to my mortgage company-and a slave to property taxes. I hate the idea of taking on more debt. While I won't have credit card debt (soon!), I still do have student loans. I don't know if I can, in good conscience, take on another sizable chunk of debt.
2. Neighborhood. I am very particular about where I'd like to live. I don't want to have to drive 30 minutes to work. There are probably only 3 areas I'd even consider buying-and they are all very expensive. Is it worth it?
3. Things will go wrong. Hurricanes happen. (Even in Ohio). Pipes get old. Windows need replaced. Faucets leak. Those are all repairs which would require me to hire someone to fix. That is costly. However-at least I could hire someone competent, which is not the practice of my current landlord. (Do not even get me started on the heat situation. Apparently some apartments are filled with smoke and others steam. They have been working at it for 4 days. I fear for my little Fi as I type this.)
4. Being on my own. Completely. Now-don't get me wrong. This seems very attractive to me. But, I need to be realistic. I will have to take out the trash, kill bugs, unclog drains, remember to lock the doors, remember not to lock myself out (this is huge). Will I be scared to be alone at night? Feel safe? I think I would-but definitely something to consider.
There are just my random thoughts... Obviously I'm in a lease until August, so I'm not going anywhere right now. But, the thought is in the back of my head. Mostly because I know someone who is always e-mailing me links to homes for sale! :)
What do you think-homeownership, yay or nay?
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Love Thy Neighbor
Yes...I vaguely recall the Bible referencing something about loving my neighbor. Today I wonder-does that literally mean I have to love the person living in the apartment above me?
What if your neighbors purchased and play all accessories for Rock Band and you can hear the drums thumping in your apartment?
What if the thumping is so loud it keeps you awake from 11PM -1AM on Sunday night and disturbs your tv-time on Monday from 6-830PM?
What if your neighbors have a dog that tried to attack yours in the hallway?
What if your neighbors, when you tell them you can hear and feel the drums thumping, respond by saying "so what?"? ("so what" is a friendlier version of how they responded to me)
I guess I'm supposed to make them cookies anyway? hmm.
This I know-Lizzy is not cut out for apartment living.
Monday, October 20, 2008
A lovely encounter
I was at my parent's home this past weekend in Sylvania, Ohio. I love going there. I always have a new toothbrush, a comfy bed, and all the food/wine I can eat and drink. (Toledo also has the best metroparks anywhere-but that is a post for another time...seriously, Cincinnati-your parks are not even comparable AND you charge people money to use them-ridiculous).
Anyway-on Sunday morning my sister and I went running in my parent's subdivision. There is a lake in the middle of it and we were running around the houses lining the lake-very pretty. As we passed one house, we had the following encounter with this older woman standing in her garage:
Older woman: GIRLS! GIIIIIIRLS!
Me: yes?
Older woman: Can you please run over and pick up the newspapers in my neighbor's driveway and bring them here?
Me: Sure (thinking to myself I'm either an accomplice to newspaper theft or she is watching her neighbor's house while they are out of town)
Older woman: Thank you, it's so great that you are running. I wish my granddaughter would do something physical. You are just in such great shape. How old are you? 17? (Sorry had to bold that!)
Me: Oh, wow, no, I am actually 27...but you just made my day-maybe my week even.
Older woman: Well, you don't look a day over 17-and it's because of all that running...
It's been a while since I've been carded when purchasing alcohol. My eyes are beginning to accumulate "laugh lines" or crow's feet as I refer to them. I feel like my job has caused me to age 4 years in the past 1.5 years ;)
So-older woman-you definitely made my week!
Anyway-on Sunday morning my sister and I went running in my parent's subdivision. There is a lake in the middle of it and we were running around the houses lining the lake-very pretty. As we passed one house, we had the following encounter with this older woman standing in her garage:
Older woman: GIRLS! GIIIIIIRLS!
Me: yes?
Older woman: Can you please run over and pick up the newspapers in my neighbor's driveway and bring them here?
Me: Sure (thinking to myself I'm either an accomplice to newspaper theft or she is watching her neighbor's house while they are out of town)
Older woman: Thank you, it's so great that you are running. I wish my granddaughter would do something physical. You are just in such great shape. How old are you? 17? (Sorry had to bold that!)
Me: Oh, wow, no, I am actually 27...but you just made my day-maybe my week even.
Older woman: Well, you don't look a day over 17-and it's because of all that running...
It's been a while since I've been carded when purchasing alcohol. My eyes are beginning to accumulate "laugh lines" or crow's feet as I refer to them. I feel like my job has caused me to age 4 years in the past 1.5 years ;)
So-older woman-you definitely made my week!
Friday, October 17, 2008
How my contact lens saved my life
Ok, not really my life. Ever since my little eye "infection" or disturbance or whatever, my eyes have been really dry. This morning, I contemplated wearing my glasses to work. But, I totally forgot to take my contacts out when I got back from my run, so no glasses at work.
I was just rifling through a file, quickly signed a page, and when I went to turn it over to read the next page -BAM, I poked myself in the eye with the side of the paper. While it hurt, and felt like I gave my eye a paper cut-imagine if that little plastic lens weren't in my eye? My eye may be bloodshot, but it's not sliced!
So, today I salute you, contact lens. Lasik-you don't tempt me at all.
Oh and HERE WE GO STEELERS, HERE WE GO!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Never too early for a little trash-talk
Big Ben high on Ohio
Take our tickets, please
Ben Roethlisberger can't wait to play in his native Ohio again. He's 10-0 in the state as a pro with five victories each against Cincinnati and Cleveland.
"I love to go back there and play, just because growing up there were so many Browns and Bengals fans. It feels good winning there."
Take our tickets, please
Cincinnati has been a favorite road trip for Steelers fans for years and it might just have gotten better for some of them, and at bargain basement prices. According to the Cincinnati Enquirer, StubHub had 3,000 tickets to Sunday's game against the Steelers at Paul Brown Stadium available for sale. Some, with a face value of $64, were going for $24.
"There's nothing better in the third quarter when all you see is our fans and hear our fans. It's fun," Roethlisberger said.
-Story compliments of the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette
I'm not a fashion expert...
I work in an office. The attire is business professional-though a jacket and/or tie (if you are a man) is not required (unless you're going to court!).
I just witnessed the following outfit-
Skin tight cotton top
Skin tight brown skirt that would most definitely not pass the finger-tip rule
Knee high brown high-heel boots
Is this business professional?
Is there an exception somewhere that if your boots come up to your knees, it makes it ok that your skirt barely reaches mid-thigh? Hmm...
(NO the above outfit was not what I wore to work today! I am appropriately dressed in a black skirt, black sweater and white collared shirt underneath thank you very much!)
I just witnessed the following outfit-
Skin tight cotton top
Skin tight brown skirt that would most definitely not pass the finger-tip rule
Knee high brown high-heel boots
Is this business professional?
Is there an exception somewhere that if your boots come up to your knees, it makes it ok that your skirt barely reaches mid-thigh? Hmm...
(NO the above outfit was not what I wore to work today! I am appropriately dressed in a black skirt, black sweater and white collared shirt underneath thank you very much!)
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
#1 News Story
This is the most popular news story at cnn.com right now.
I guess if Madonna and Guy Ritchie can't stay married, who can? ;)
#2 News Story-I just paid $9.46 for my lunch which consisted of a salad and a diet dr. pepper. What a rip off. (that wasn't really the number 2 news story...I just wanted to gripe about it!)
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
The Why
In addition to my crack-like addiction to reading the Twilight series, I am also currently involved in a weekly Beth Moore bible study at the Vineyard. You must realize how strange it is for me to even be admitting that I am reading and learning from Beth Moore. I used to generalize her materials as bible studies for stay at home moms or those Christian women who really do spend their free time baking and being suuuuper sweet (you know who I'm talking about).
I admit I was wrong. Sometimes stereotypes are justified-this time they were not.
Last night as I was cramming for tonight's study (um you have 5 "lessons" you're supposed to do during the week...somehow I still had 3 to do last night. Oops), I re-read the story of Abraham in Genesis 12. Immediately, verse 1 stuck out to me.
1 The LORD had said to Abram, "Leave your country, your people and your father's household and go to the land I will show you.
Compare with Hebrews 11:8
8By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going.
About a year and a half ago, I struggled with whether I should move to Cincinnati, specifically Clifton. I toiled and thought and prayed and wondered. Then one day a job in Cincinnati literally fell into my lap. I wasn't seeking jobs, I hadn't sent out any resumes. Within a week, I went from struggling with whether I was supposed to move to Cincinnati, to knowing I was supposed to.
But, now, some 14 months later, I still struggle with the why. What am I doing here? And I don't know. I've had theories. I don't know why God called me here--but I do know God meant for me to geographically move and live here.
Back to Abraham. He didn't know why either. But he followed and walked in faith with God-leaving what he knew for a land in which he would live in a tent and exist in a foreign land amongst foreign people, all the while having faith that God would do what he promised. He believed that by following God and geographically moving to this foreign land, God would bless him. He didn't know why or how, he just knew to go. It wasn't until much later that he realized the why of being called to go into a land unknown to him.
So I think we shouldn't always wait for God to tell us why before we follow what He says. We should do and go and act, knowing that some day (maybe we will have to wait until eternity) we will know the why. And we should absolutely trust that the means justify the end--that God's call on our lives justifies His purpose, even if we can't envision it ourselves.
I admit I was wrong. Sometimes stereotypes are justified-this time they were not.
Last night as I was cramming for tonight's study (um you have 5 "lessons" you're supposed to do during the week...somehow I still had 3 to do last night. Oops), I re-read the story of Abraham in Genesis 12. Immediately, verse 1 stuck out to me.
1 The LORD had said to Abram, "Leave your country, your people and your father's household and go to the land I will show you.
Compare with Hebrews 11:8
8By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going.
About a year and a half ago, I struggled with whether I should move to Cincinnati, specifically Clifton. I toiled and thought and prayed and wondered. Then one day a job in Cincinnati literally fell into my lap. I wasn't seeking jobs, I hadn't sent out any resumes. Within a week, I went from struggling with whether I was supposed to move to Cincinnati, to knowing I was supposed to.
But, now, some 14 months later, I still struggle with the why. What am I doing here? And I don't know. I've had theories. I don't know why God called me here--but I do know God meant for me to geographically move and live here.
Back to Abraham. He didn't know why either. But he followed and walked in faith with God-leaving what he knew for a land in which he would live in a tent and exist in a foreign land amongst foreign people, all the while having faith that God would do what he promised. He believed that by following God and geographically moving to this foreign land, God would bless him. He didn't know why or how, he just knew to go. It wasn't until much later that he realized the why of being called to go into a land unknown to him.
So I think we shouldn't always wait for God to tell us why before we follow what He says. We should do and go and act, knowing that some day (maybe we will have to wait until eternity) we will know the why. And we should absolutely trust that the means justify the end--that God's call on our lives justifies His purpose, even if we can't envision it ourselves.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Monday already?
My left eyelid is swollen and red. WebMD has diagnosed me with either a stye or the beginning of glaucoma. Let's hope for a stye. We should know in 3-5 days according to my web doctor.
On my run this morning, I didn't fall. Score 1 for Lizzy.
Normally, I turn out all lights when I sleep. Last night after reading New Moon (second in the Twilight series about vampires!), I decided to leave the kitchen light on while I slept because I was scared. True story.
Di*khead. That's the word I woke up to being screamed at 2:00a.m. when our male college-aged-partying-every-night-pot-smoking-neighbors got in a tuffle out on the fire escape. Good thing I had that kitchen light on.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away. That's what I'm hoping today-brought one for lunch. Hopefully the only doctor I'll be seeing is my web doctor.
Yes, I am finally getting new tires this weekend! I've had the same tires on my car since I purchased it in May 2003. But, now what will I blame my bad driving on?
On my run this morning, I didn't fall. Score 1 for Lizzy.
Normally, I turn out all lights when I sleep. Last night after reading New Moon (second in the Twilight series about vampires!), I decided to leave the kitchen light on while I slept because I was scared. True story.
Di*khead. That's the word I woke up to being screamed at 2:00a.m. when our male college-aged-partying-every-night-pot-smoking-neighbors got in a tuffle out on the fire escape. Good thing I had that kitchen light on.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away. That's what I'm hoping today-brought one for lunch. Hopefully the only doctor I'll be seeing is my web doctor.
Yes, I am finally getting new tires this weekend! I've had the same tires on my car since I purchased it in May 2003. But, now what will I blame my bad driving on?
Friday, October 10, 2008
A Halloween-ish Run and an Apology to Jabs
I hate video stores with their dumb "return the video by this date" policies. I rented 2 dvds from Blockbuster (um who previously had the no late fees ever rule, what the heck happened to that!) on Saturday night. They were due back last night. Guess what? They are still in my work bag.
I am terrible at returning videos or checked out library books. Steve has tried convincing me to use our local library instead of buying books on amazon.com, but I'm telling you the cost of purchasing the book, even full price at Joseph Beth, would be cheaper than the amount of fines I would likely have to pay.
Jabs was gracious enough to put my name on her account at Blockbuster. That was a mistake. SORRY! I promise to pay that late fee if/when I return the videos ;-) When I moved home for law school, my parents removed my name from their account at our local video store because my fine situation was so notorious. Nice, eh? They really need to come up with something where you can, say peruse online, make a list of dvds you want to rent, and then maybe they like mail them to you? And once you've watched it you mail it back? Hmm...that sounds like a GREAT idea.
Anywho...this morning during my run at dark o'thirty this morning I spotted a black cat! How Halloweenish. Now, I'm not into all that superstitious stuff like if he walked in front of me I'd have bad luck. (I told him to stay over on the other side of the street or else...) Between my candy corn addiction, reading Twilight and my black cat spotting, I'm definitely in the mood for Halloween!
There you have it...a bunch of rambling about nothing. Oh well. Have a great Friday!
I am terrible at returning videos or checked out library books. Steve has tried convincing me to use our local library instead of buying books on amazon.com, but I'm telling you the cost of purchasing the book, even full price at Joseph Beth, would be cheaper than the amount of fines I would likely have to pay.
Jabs was gracious enough to put my name on her account at Blockbuster. That was a mistake. SORRY! I promise to pay that late fee if/when I return the videos ;-) When I moved home for law school, my parents removed my name from their account at our local video store because my fine situation was so notorious. Nice, eh? They really need to come up with something where you can, say peruse online, make a list of dvds you want to rent, and then maybe they like mail them to you? And once you've watched it you mail it back? Hmm...that sounds like a GREAT idea.
Anywho...this morning during my run at dark o'thirty this morning I spotted a black cat! How Halloweenish. Now, I'm not into all that superstitious stuff like if he walked in front of me I'd have bad luck. (I told him to stay over on the other side of the street or else...) Between my candy corn addiction, reading Twilight and my black cat spotting, I'm definitely in the mood for Halloween!
There you have it...a bunch of rambling about nothing. Oh well. Have a great Friday!
Thursday, October 09, 2008
OMG
I want to apologize for the double posting (and the use of the phrase "omg") but I just grabbed my carrots out of the communal work fridge, ate 3, reached in the bag for a fourth and realized the carrots ARE COVERED IN MOLD.
Sweet. If I never blog again, you know why.
Thank God I keep listerine in my desk drawer. I may have drink it instead of spitting it out to kill whatever I just ingested.
Sweet. If I never blog again, you know why.
Thank God I keep listerine in my desk drawer. I may have drink it instead of spitting it out to kill whatever I just ingested.
ready, set, go
I remember this one track workout we would do every year in college. It involved running 20 x 400 meters. Grueling. Unenjoyable. And with minimal rest between each interval. But, we'd tough it out and geez, I was in the best shape of my life then-and didn't even know it!
So because my 3-4 mile daily runs are not causing any major transformation to my body, I decided last week I need a race to train for. I'm training for the Miamisburg 8K Turkey Trot. (8K = 5 miles) I want to run it fast-not just finish.
I am following a little training program. This morning I had to run 6 x 400 meters. A far cry from my days of running 20. And you know what? I AM EXHAUSTED. I did my 2 mile warm up, ran my 400 meter intervals with one minute rest in between and made it back to my apartment, but wow. I have a lot of work to do before November 27.
It makes the training way less dreadful, though, having a goal.
All I'm saying is it's crazy how old my body feels some days. I wake up at 5:30 to run (ok, that's when my alarm goes off, usually I roll out around 5:55). My neck is stiff, my feet are sore from walking in those ridiculous heels to court. My muscles stay tight much longer. 8 years ago, I never even stretched when I'd get done running (or before). I can't wait to see how I feel at 40!
:-) Truth be told, I'm really lucky I am healthy and able to run. Thank God for that! And I can't wait to tear up the Turkey Trot Race... mostly so I can have an excuse to consume ten bagillion calories at Thanksgiving dinner.
So because my 3-4 mile daily runs are not causing any major transformation to my body, I decided last week I need a race to train for. I'm training for the Miamisburg 8K Turkey Trot. (8K = 5 miles) I want to run it fast-not just finish.
I am following a little training program. This morning I had to run 6 x 400 meters. A far cry from my days of running 20. And you know what? I AM EXHAUSTED. I did my 2 mile warm up, ran my 400 meter intervals with one minute rest in between and made it back to my apartment, but wow. I have a lot of work to do before November 27.
It makes the training way less dreadful, though, having a goal.
All I'm saying is it's crazy how old my body feels some days. I wake up at 5:30 to run (ok, that's when my alarm goes off, usually I roll out around 5:55). My neck is stiff, my feet are sore from walking in those ridiculous heels to court. My muscles stay tight much longer. 8 years ago, I never even stretched when I'd get done running (or before). I can't wait to see how I feel at 40!
:-) Truth be told, I'm really lucky I am healthy and able to run. Thank God for that! And I can't wait to tear up the Turkey Trot Race... mostly so I can have an excuse to consume ten bagillion calories at Thanksgiving dinner.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
a letter
Dear Driver of Nasty-loud muffler-Car on Clifton Avenue at 6:10 a.m.,
When a woman is taking a jog in the wee hours of the morning and it is pitch black outside (contrary to rumors, the Clifton gaslights have not gotten any brighter), it is never, I repeat never appropriate to honk your horn when said woman trips on a pothole and falls in the street.
Not to mention, I still had the WALK symbol. Go learn some manners.
Yours Truly,
Clumsy in Clifton
When a woman is taking a jog in the wee hours of the morning and it is pitch black outside (contrary to rumors, the Clifton gaslights have not gotten any brighter), it is never, I repeat never appropriate to honk your horn when said woman trips on a pothole and falls in the street.
Not to mention, I still had the WALK symbol. Go learn some manners.
Yours Truly,
Clumsy in Clifton
Monday, October 06, 2008
cold fridges and voting
I just retrieved my lunch from the communal work fridge.
Problem: My salad dressing is frozen in its little container and won't pour.
Solution: Put salad dressing container in front of space heater and turned space heater to high.
Problem solved. Seriously, nothing can phase me.
I also voted today!!!!!!! You can vote early in Hamilton county. I have the sticker to prove it.
To my roomies...
Happy Birthday Jana and Emily!
Isn't it crazy the two people I live with share the same birthday??
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