Just another Sunday

It just seems like yesterday that I updated this thing...nope.

The weeks have been flying by. Guess that's what happens when you are a 9 to 5'er. I never thought I'd see that!

Anyway, I've been totally focussing on quality and not quantity...in all aspects of my life. I've definately decided that having one wiener dog was a life changing experience...and two wieners dogs is a life altering experience! For the love of God....Fritzie needs to stop being such a whiney little bitch at night! I haven't slept in two nights. Which is my fault because when it was sooo cold I let him sleep with me....they are great little heaters. But, now....NOW, I pay the price.

So, back to the PM crate training it is.

This morning I hoped to go up and snowboard, but I didn't quite make it....I did end up running the treadmill and doing my cardio yoga....thanks to the extra special Americano that Nate made me at Uptown (that's a picture at the top of the page!!!).

I went to see Grams and she keeps telling me she's ready to go to the next "world"....I don't like to hear it, but I know she is ready. After taking care of her I came home and made Asian Chicken Cabbage Rolls from scratch. They look sooo Yummy. It's a proud moment.

Side Note: Oh, and by the way...the exhibits are starting to prove to be too much for me. One, the "Original" exhibit- I'm not sure about (and has moved to 2nd,) two - the exhibit from two years ago who is eleven years younger has surfaced and has moved to 3rd place, exhibit three from two years ago is coming to visit...poor guy has no chance and then...and then enter exhibit four - the one that Pabs recommends....who may take first place. I hope I figure this out soon, I just can't see myself doing this much longer! Ugh.

Klassic Text

This morning I text my boss:
"I don't have water. I'm gross from being sick yesterday. I'm texting in sick"

Wow. That's awesome.

So, the story is....I came home last night and took a bath. I was sooo cold that I forgot I had my bra on when I actually sat in the tub....who does that? Anyway, then the dogs start barking....my solice ruined. Why???? So, I start listening. Their bark wasn't a "someone's here" or "I want treats" bark....it was a "I'm confused, I hear something wrong" bark. Kinda like what Lassie did when Timmy fell down the well.

Then I hear it....a strange noise....crap, it's water (I think). So, I get out and go down to the basement....yep, perfect....a leak.

I turn off my water and call the plumber, who says "Someone will call you in the morning."

Okay, I miss the days that I could get away with not showering! Dammit.
PS My boss isn't happy. He didn't even respond to me. Whatever.

Oh and it's freaking cold. LOOK:

Feels like -33

Let me check...Yep...

It's effing cold!

Two things...

1- I met a girl that works at the coffee house today...she's a teacher, does yoga and spin class, lived in Cali, and has travelled to all the places that I want to travel to...and she's done missionary work. She's been to Africa, Costa Rica and a couple others that I can't think of. She plans to go to Russia!

So, I'm totally stoked that I met her! Someone with character! Yippy.

2- I made these delicious salmon baked fish sticks this afternoon. I waited in anticipation as they baked...but, then I realized....it was really smoky. I walked out to the kitchen and smoke was definetly coming from the oven. I opened the door up and I didn't see anything wrong. Maybe I could have cleaned the oven better, but whatever.

Then I looked twice, opps! I completly left one of those plastic spatula thingys in there!

Son of a......

This is what NOT to leave in the oven at 450 degrees (And why I can't have nice things!)

In Search of Pura Vida

So, as I sit under the soft cozy warm blanket with two...not just one, but two wiener dogs against me, I start to think about what I really want to do. I really want to teach, but that's going to be a long haul to do, so I start thinking about what I am going to do in the meantime.

I really want to go and get motivated and in touch with my MBS (mind, body and soul). The practice of yoga is increasingly harder since it's not so sought after here in Michigan....so, I need to seek it out.

Here's the plan....increase my workouts (physically and mentally) in order to be ready for my PuraVida retreat that I plan to schedule for April.

It's going to be hard work....but, what else do I have to do?

This is how one traveler describes Pura Vida:
"Pura Vida" is more than a phrase I picked up from my trip to tropical paradise, otherwise known as, Costa Rica. It's a mentality. It's a mindset. It's a lifestyle. It's when everything, everything, everything is in harmony. It's when life is a stroll. It's when even amidst the numerous activities and projects and effort to get things done, to take the right steps, to accomplish what you thought you've always wanted, you're not whizzing about in a dizzy losing sight of why you were running and spinning in the first place!Pura vida is life at a pace that makes you enjoy every moment, every beauty that surrounds you, that you have, that is yet to come...the moment it comes...not before, not after. It's when we, as humans, take our place in the grand scheme of Life; we are part of nature. Our lives is part of something bigger and greater. We - our past, present and future - are in the hands of One who knows all and Loves. We cooperate. We are the most important things we have, and the relationships we build, the most cherished. And in recognizing this - lightness, peace, serenity, joy settles in...tranquilo...tranquilo. Pura vida is seeing everything and everyone in your life new; it's filtering everything you return to from vacation, and everything that comes to you with - Is this what truly matters in life? Pura vida is not limited to the beautiful blue beaches, the lush green trees, the colorful flowers and sea life...pura vida is life right here...right now. It's my life now.

Slipn'fall....dammit!

So, I've been real careful in my driveway...it's as slippery as dog shit. Anyway, the overhang to my door had been dripping water. It froze and my mother told me that she wouldn't even stop to see me because she doesn't want to fall. Okay, sweet. So, last night I get home and look at it and think "hmm, if I take my doormat and throw it over the ice, then noone will fall." I mean that's absolutely genius, the matt is textured and not slippery. I'm a genius I think to myself, who needs salt? I laugh at the salt. Ha.This is where the genius part comes in (as if what I just wrote wasn't pure genius)....I forget that I did that whole thing with the doormat and run out to my garage. As I am coming back in with an armful of crap, I step on the mat and SLIIIIIIPPPP! It was like I stepped on a banana peel. Son of a.....One leg went to the front and the other to the back. I landed on my hip and wrist. Fun times.Since it happened between the houses, my choice of words were very inappropriate for anyone under ten. Moral of the story:Take care of things the proper way (no half-assing things!), don't try to hide problems, because in the end...it will all bite you in the ass somehow...and make your Chiropractor a very rich man.

Best New Years Text EVER!

So, I'm with my family...and a couple friends on New Years. Because it's a three hour difference from her and the west coast, I start texting a couple people "Slappy New Year"....I get a text from the cutie in Oly saying "Happy New Years Beautiful"....that's sweet. I get another from my friend Cupcake (who's a 6'7" man) in Bmore "Keep you clothes on tonite Cakes!" What? What's he mean by that? Anyway, then I get this one from E, "Happy New Year! I'm staying in tonight an reading"....huh? Really? My bestfriend is really feeling the love for herself! Good job E! I'd join you if I could....I wasn't exactly sure about what was going on....I mean is that a good sign or bad? E seems to always have someone to go somewhere with. I kinda felt sad, as I drove home thinking about her laying in bed with her warm comfy blanky and book...with her big stuffed ducky in the corner watching her. I wished I was there to tell her to go get some fucking flowers, or something like that. But those thoughts fastly faded once I got home, I embarked on my Ambien state of sleep.

Then at 6am I popped awake...ding...and I realized that I had complete JOY in the form of a text!

This is the text said, "I accidentally went out to two parties and got drunk. Whoops. TBags wroteto me. Good kid."

It was the best way to start 2009!

Things on New Years Eve 2009

Houevos Neuvous Rancheros 2009! It was a cold and clear night. The moon was waning. Everyone was invited to my sister's house to play games and have a low-key night.

Emmie bought a game called Things...from Target (by the way)...and it's our new favorite.

How it's played:
Someone reads a card that has a question on it (ie: What don't you say to break the silence in a conversation?, What makes you gag? What do you not exaggerate?) . The questions were so much fun.

So, the question that I get to read it this "Name something that is funny".

I of course, being PG13 answer "My family"....but, then I start to read the other answers, so that people can guess who wrote them....these are the answers that I got:
1-Poop Stains,
2- Sharting in your pants,
3- The white spot on top of chicken shit,
4-Kids,
5- Someone stepping in dog shit, other than you,
6-Farting next to a blind kid,
7-A pie in the face.

If you notice there is a pattern with most of these answers....which leads me to also say, my family is obsessed with making love to Kenny G, 25 cent peep-shows and Sidewinder sex....would somoeone please google that?