Random Ramblings
5/22/07
My belly is full and flapping in the breeze, but I am running the Wall Street Run tonight! I feel like taking a nap, but since I kicked the 10k's but a few days ago I feel obligated to bring in at this little race tonight. I can't just nap my way through it, I've got a reputation to uphold. To myself, I guess.
But wait a minute, let's ALL take a moment to remember and savor that in a mere 10 days, I will be in ARUBA for two longass weeks!! EAT YOUR HEART OUT, PEEPS!
5/19/07
Time keeps flying. I had a crazy freak week in Palm Beach, FL but I have not been able to think up any brief cute way of blabbing about it. Hot & sunny. :-)
Then I had a wild weekend in Brimfield, Mass. But one can one say. It was all girls, and what happens in Brimfield, stays in Brimfield.
What I CAN tell you, is that I ran my first 10k today, and I broke various and sundry records and KICKED ITS ASS just like I can kick your ass.
4/21/07
oh my friggin god. Look at this SUNSHINE and feel this WARMTH! Flip-flops on my feet = happiness.
How's the Bitch? 4/18/07
Frequently when I hear my hubby on the phone with someone in his family, I will overhear him say "...she's doing very well!" and it is a warm feeling to realize that either his grandma, or mother, or brother is asking after me. Yes, I get a little warm & fuzzy from something so simple!
But then I hear him follow up with "...although she did pee on the carpet yesterday."
It's taken me many months to realize that it's his DOG they are all asking after.
And So it Goes 4/12/07
When the last living thing
has died on account of us,
how poetical it would be
if Earth could say,
in a voice floating up
perhaps
from the floor
of the Grand Canyon,
“It is done.”
People did not like it here.
- Vonnegut
Too Much Spring 3/29/07
What is up with all the women at the gym suddenly turning into fashion bunnies? I have nothing against push-up bras and cleavage, hell I hope to have them someday, but AT THE GYM?
The Gym was the one place in manhattan a girl could spend time and look both acceptable and even appropriate while wearing a man's tee shirt, baggy shorts, and a scrunchy holding frizzed out hair. The more sweaty and grizzly looking, the better. You were there to Work Out!, not to "Go Out". Sports bras ELIMINATE cleavage, they flatten as much as possible in fact, so cleavage was no where to be found in a gym except on pudgy men doing squat-thrusts.
So wheN I walked into the gym and saw boobs in every direction I was like.. What the--?!? Did I miss a memo??? I hope this is a passing fad, I don't go to the gym to feel like I am 15 again (flattest girl for miles).
3/29/07
You know it's spring when certain ladies suddenly appear to have overnight "tans". I cannot even believe tanning salons are still in business. Please. "Can't wait for cancer? Come in and let us microwave you!" but some women do it all the time. They have to have the different skin color before summer arrives. It doesnt even look like a sun tan, it looks like they turned orange, which is fine, i like orange, but tanning beds cause cancer just as surely as cigarettes. HELLO.
OH! Spring also means I've been married almost 6 months. It's much cooler than I expected. But it's also embarrassing that someone else gets to see all my hair clogging the bathroom sink & tub. Rat's nest, people. :-)
L.A. 3/21/07
Happy first day of Spring, peeps!! How is it that I am still jetlagged? I landed Sunday morning, and California is only a 3 hour time change. Yes, it was a red-eye flight that I didnt sleep on, but come on, it's WEDNESDAY, I should feel "normal" again by now!
Well now I've driven 1000 miles in southern California! (see photos!) It was a packed week and much ground was covered, and people visited. I have to say L.A. and San Diego were both way different then I was expecting.
I've heard nothing but rave reviews of San Diego, especially from New Yorkers, so I was incredibly underwhelmed by it. The city seemed to be on a marina instead of on a rocky cliff-like beachfront the way most of the coast it. Blah. And the downtown- was just simply plain and ugly. There was one street that may have been lively (like 6th St. in Austin?) but I was unable to confirm, it may have just been college kid bars. I supposed I saw the suburbs of S.D. as well.... nothing to write home about. Yet here I am writing, I know.
I've heard a lot of crap about L.A., how superficial, plastic, Jonesing, snotty, movie-centric it is, especially from New Yorkers. So I was incredibly overwhelmed by it. LA is a huge spread out area and it's just gorgeous in every directions... hills, mountains, desert, ocean-- it's ALL THERE and beautifully surrounding you at every turn. Swimming and skiing and hiking and biking- all year round. And the people look totally normal. I saw a few blond-boob freak shows, but there are freak shows in NY too. PLUS aside from all the natural scenic beauty and activities, there are plenty of PEOPLE there, and thus plenty of cool shopping ,hopping, things to do. So I can overlook that the bars & restaurants close so early, and that people drive like morons out there.
2/14/07
...
V-day does remind me.
Something of you still taut still tugs still pulls, a rope that trembled hummed between us. Hummed, love, didn't it. Love, how it hummed.
I'll talk but you won't listen to me.
I know your answer, already.
Snow Flakey 2/13/07
Winter took it's sweet time arriving this year, but now it's getting all comfy and arrogant and thinks it owns the joint. Tomorrow promises below-freezing temperatures, gusting winds, freezing rain, sleet, slush, and snow. And probably hunks of baseball-sized ice falling from the sky. Why not.
Swimming 1/31/06
well, ladies, or those of you that indulge/suffer with waxing each month, I've found the key to an easy brazillian wax. First of all go to Bliss, not the corner korean Nail Salon. And second, and most importantly: Wine. Red wine.
Previously I'd try to rely on advil, tylenol, whateever, but everytime it came down to the RRRRIP of the wax, it was all ouchy-wah-wah!! Well a simple glass (okay, maybe two...) of red wine and I tell you my skin had gone numb. The waxer would say "Now hold your breath.." and I was like Why Bother, this is a piece of cake! In fact do you have some cake? The waxer was all "wow" and I left happy.
Unrelatedly, I have done some planning and booking and am anxiously anticipating about 5 full weeks in warm places on beaches. It is truly my YEAR OF THE BEACH. West coast, east coast, southern coast, and the carribbean! I will see which is the best and report back! Unless I can find high-paying work in a surf shop, then I won't be back.
Oh sh*t, I forgot the one downside. I've got to go on a diet UGGGGH.
Chilly 1/16/07
Primarily I feel exhausted. That has been the case for long enough that I cannot recall the feeling of having energy. My last race was back in JUNE for godsakes. I can't even run half the time.
Last night my stomach almost burst, I felt like the big fat dead guy in the film "Seven". As though my insides & the entire digestive system was trying to burst from the inside out. I couldn't move enough to sit up or lay down. Wherever I was, there I had to stay until I was pushed over.
It's like a stream of complaints, that all I am & do. Tired, cold, hot, hurting, aching, stuffy, snotty, blah blah blah.
Holidays My Ass 12/22/06
Seems like anything that has any expectations associated with it is bound to be screwed up with disappointment. Christmas is supposed to be a billion things. In reality it's just a day, another Monday, if you didnt know it was Christmas you'd be none-the-worse-off or even notice the day was special at all. I dont want to get dressed and do all the things there are to do. Frankly I've been fantasizing about waking up on the side of a mountain, in a ski lodge, on Xmas day. Now THAT would be sweet.
Winter? 12 / 17 / 06
Mid-December and still no snow.
I was wondering how long it would take and I'm already impatient :-) ridiculous! but when it's something so mythologically wonderful, how can you not have a little impatience?
J'attends avec l'impatience.
Flake 12 / 05 / 06
Wah-HO! I saw the first flakes of winter today! There were only about 17 of them total, that fell here around the Flatiron building. But they were real, honest to god snow flakes. Little messengers to warn us that the rest of the army will be arriving soon enough!
The PATH 11 / 2 / 06
Awe sheeit. I love my new digs! Hell, I've got an Organic food store not 2 blocks away. My commute is shorter, my home is prettier, my neighbors are friendly, there is a kickass coffee shop nearby. The neighborhood blossomed like nobody bi-ness. But blah blah blah who wants to hear about neighborhood niceties.
Let me tell you what sucks.
PATH train commuters. I haven't commuted on the path for a couple of years now, but I must say, nothing has changed- the PATH stations, trains, and commuters are frozen in time underground.
Dear PATH Train Commuters,
What is wrong with you people? I realize you live in New Jersey, but most of you work in Manhattan and have probably taken the NYC Subway a few times-- so you've seen how it's done. How to ride a train. And yet every morning it's as if you were all born yesterday, each of you still thinking you are the only person that matters, and everyone else is just part of the background.
Allow Me to give you a few pieces of info-mation:
0. Let passengers get OFF THE TRAIN before you start to get on.
1. During Rush Hour, there are hundreds of thousands of people who need to get to work by 9am via the PATH&subway. I.e., not just you.
2. When you get onto the PATH train, don't just take one step and stop. If there are 25 people behind you, it's because they need to get on the train TOO.
3. WALK ALL THE WAY INTO THE CAR. It will not swallow you. It will not infect you. It WILL allow the other commuters to get into manhattan and get to work. As a bonus, they won't need to step on you to get into the car.
4. Yes, that was me who stepped on you with my high heels last week.
Every now and then I snap and yell at PATH people. Soon enough I'll snap and actually hit someone.
Styrofoam Peanuts 10 / 21 / 06
This is a big move. And I'm in the nit, grit, cardboard box, styrofoam bits, bubblewrap thick of it. Packing is a pain in the ass, but moving is always bigger than just the pain of the pack.
Anyway downsizing is cleansing but still odd. Just now I was carrying my "hug me" teddy bear and my ziplock of white sand to throw them out. You can't pack that stuff when you're moving into a small space with another person. The hugme was the first gift I ever got from a boy. It was a big deal at the time. Now it's a dusty toy that I cannot believe was still under my bed. The white sands-- I am not sure why I have or should keep them. The place and the feeling was overwhelming and beautiful, at White Sands desert, but why do I need this ziplock? I don't. But throwing it out still feels for a split second like I am throwing out that memory, or throwing it a little further, forgetting more of it.
okay more packing.
Mrs. 10 / 19 / 06
Still floating on the cloud of being a newlywed. :-) Altough already getting frazzled for the move-- in a mere 9 days I will be moving!! And that means one hellish thing: PACKING. Oh, Lord, do I hate packing. But I am enjoying a full-on purge festival.
I'm also keen on the idea of setting up house from scratch-- that should be a whole new ball of wax as compared to moving into my man's apartment the, as I did a year or two ago. WOW was it really 2 years ago? HOLY CRAP. I guess it must have been because I moved in very rapidly after we started dating. WOWZA.
So now we get to map out each inch from scratch. Or rather I'll let him map it out and I'll retain Veto Power. That's the way to be, people.
Anyway I am still in disbelief that we made it to the wedding and that everything went freakishly BEYOND PERFECT. It was the best
wedding I've never been to, for godsake. Alfloat on a yacht-- you cannot BEAT that. It's so surreal. I can't wait to get all the photos back!!!
Enough girliness.
Time to pack zee boxes.
shannon@sleckey.com