Spanish for Whale's Vagina

Ok, so I went for a walk today. Which I'm glad I did when I did. It was the whole shebang all along the river, although I did have a gag reflex from all of the pollen. Note to self: make sure the Claritin kicks in before heading out for a walk/run. Anyway, I just barely had time for it cause I had to fill in for the opener today on my day off. Boo. I left early cause I knew that it wouldn't be that busy, but I definitely needed another opener. And I couldn't have taken the walk after work because it rained cats and dogs later. So perfect timing.

I have also been catching up with old friends this week. Leanne and I talked last night and she seems in good spirits. My very best to her and her family. And I may be making a surprise trip to San Diego. We'll see.

Other than that, I haven't done much.

Except get my hair cut. It is very short. Like boy short. I don't have a picture of it yet. I haven't had a good opportunity or good hair day. It was actually one of the few times where I've managed to style it better than on the day that I got it. You know how usually the stylist does it so good on the day that you got your hair cut and you can never get it that nicely styled again? Well, that didn't happen this time. It's a good cut but she gave me WAY too much volume. It's like she didn't believe me when I said I have a LOT of hair so she was blowing it out with a round brush and trying to add height. Sigh. Anyways, I've managed to style it flat and it's a real cute pixie cut. I promise that as soon as I have a good picture of it, I'll let you see. Plus, I wanna update my match picture. No dates lately, but I do feel as if I have more of a social life these days. I guess I have my roommates and friends at work to thank for that.

Even though they haven't quite got their act together for softball yet. 2 weeks with no practice and I think we have a game next week. Hmmm ...

Day 5

Friday, Nathan was in town. That was super awesome. He was in town to help a friend with an anime convention and he managed to finagle all of Friday off. He was sore from loading, unloading, and carrying large cardboard boxes. I told him that if he moved around more, he wouldn't be so sore. I felt justified in saying this to him, because I went for a 3 mile walk that morning.


Woohoo!


Anyway, we went for a steak lucnh (enh) and then a movie. We saw Terminator Salvation. I love Sam Worthington. How are the Aussies churning out such good looking men? I do remember, though, when my friend Siobhan moved there for about 9 months and told me that the only good looking Aussie men were the ones in the movies. This is getting harder and harder to believe. I mean surely there is a ranch somewhere in the Australian outback whose sole purpose is to breed good-looking men. Like REAL men. Brauny, muscular, tall, heroic, brooding, and laconic men.

Basically, we just hung out for the rest of the day. Even though he was in town for the whole weekend, he and I both had to work, so it was the only time that we'd see each other. It was much needed because it's been a long week at work and even longer weekend. Lots of shoppers. But I'm doing alright with it and that should get me through the rest of the week.

Last night was a weird night for dreams. Early in the night, I had a dream that I'd had before. I dreamt that a kite large enough to hold me lifted me away and carried me over the landscape. It requires some skill to fly the kite; you can try to catch an updraft and fly farther. I don't really remember any other details. I can't remember if there was a purpose to the flying, or just something that I enjoyed. But always amazing to me is that the kite is large enough and I'm the only one that I know that can do it. Hmmm ...

Then I had another dream that I was trying to have a dept mtg and none of my employees would listen. They kept interrupting; they weren't paying attention; they only wanted to goof off. Finally, at the end of the meeting, I tell all of them that I'm ashamed of them and they have completely shattered my confidence in them. I cry. They see me crying. I think they feel guilty but I don't know that they change.

Then today I had a bad day at work. Hmmm ...

Pain in your left or right arm?

I went home for Mother's Day weekend. I flew down on Sat morning and back up on Mon morning. It was a great trip. We got my mom a Burberry handbag for her to take to Korea. She coupled it with the Louis Vuitton wallet that my aunt had given her. She's all like "oh, is this fashionable?" She's going to Korea in June. She's going to fly back with my cousin, who is coming to visit here. Let's just say it'll be busy for my family.
Speaking of family, right now, my sister Cheryl's got a lot going on. She had her gastric bypass surgery in April and everything went well. She had a lot of residual pain but it seems to be going down. Being on a liquid diet (as some of you know) is a pain in the ass, but she's doing it. Because she has no choice. Then 2 nights ago, her husband had a heart attack. Actually he had it earlier in the day and managed to go about his daily activities before thinking, "wow, I'm really feeling a lot of pain." When he came home from work, Cheryl didn't notice it at first, but then he said something to the effect of "wow, I'm really in a lot of pain," she said, "well, you're not normally a grayish color, so why don't we take you to the hospital." If this all sounds rather calm and rational, it's because that's how it was relayed to me on the phone. The good news is that he's going to be fine. He has to change his diet and exercise, of course, and the docs say he might be diabetic. He comes home from the hospital today.
I told Cheryl that this is a wake-up call. Maybe now together as a family, they will work on their health.
Well, I should talk, right? I mean, I was supposed to do the challenge with Jen and I didn't do a very good job of it. So I'm recommitting here, in solidarity with my sister and her family, exercise 3 times a week. Help me out, will ya?
This week, I didn't exercise 3 times, but I did do it once. My work has gotten together a softball team and we had practice Tues night. Wow, sore for 3 days. Not in my legs, because I have been walking, but all in my right arm and hand from batting. We were supposed to have another practice on Thus, but it got rained out. So, assuming the pain doesn't kill me, that'll be a form of exercise once or twice a week.

No pun intended.

The Lying, the Bitch, and the Wardrobe

Ah ... so much, so much, so much has happened.

Exercise? .... no.

dieting? ... even less.

blogging? ... shut up.

I just meant in the world in general. BUT ...

In an effort to switch out my winter/spring/summer wardrobe, I took the feather comforter off my bed and put it away because I thought that it was getting warmer.

NO.... I was wrong. New England is still colder than a stepmother's tit.

I wish I could call out for the "wine flu."

If you like seeing Hugh Jackman with his shirt off, or possibly even naked, then you will proclaim X-Men Origins: Wolverine a timeless classic. I think it is.

In other news, I did it.