1. Lemonade is a serious weakness of mine. Luckily, Trader Joe offers a low-calorie version with less sugar.
My friend sent a belated birthday card this last week. It didn’t fit in my mailbox and can stand by itself. If I go missing for a few days, it will be because it came to life and killed me in my sleep. You heard it here first.
Justin’s been playing nice so far, though. So we shared a small cookie dough concrete.
Seems kind of silly to spend $5 on it. However, if I spend $3.50 on a quart of it at the grocery store, I’ll eat the whole quart. Maybe not all in one night. But over the period of 2-3 days. Portion control. Sometimes, this is how it happens.
And it can totally be an adult activity to enjoy with the roommate if wine is added to the mix.
4. I needed sleep. Badly. Logged about 9 hours each night over the weekend. For a girl who hits maybe 6.5 on average, it was a pleasant experience. I should really work on this.
5. Spontaneous can be good.
I’m a planner. Always. But when Jaime texted to let me know she was at a street fest 5 minutes from my house? I was there in 20 minutes (good thing I was showered).
I’ve been friends with Jaime since we started working together 4 years ago, and this is the longest I’ve gone without seeing her since we’ve met. Crazy, right? Sure, we’ve texted and emailed. But it’s not the same. :(
The peeps in my new office are great, but old friendships never die. Thank goodness for spontaneity.
6. I’m still human! I know- you may not have been nervous. But I was.
A couple of my bestest lady friends have gone through breakups over the last month. I know they will all be ok and will have the happiness they deserve, but my heart still aches for them.
The process of having your heart crushed is miserable. The process of picking up the pieces is often worse. Pretty sure my last dude still has a few fragments on the bottom of his shoe from when he grinded them into the ground. But that’s ok. How else do we become new and improved?
We’re always a work in process. Whether we like it or not.
7. Back to the topic of lack of sleep…
On my early morning trip to the gym, I witnessed an altercation between a cab driver and a man who had way too much fun on Sunday Funday. Both were being stupid because the driver should have just driven away instead of instigating. And the angry fellow was just being… well… a douche.
But anyway, sometimes I wonder if I’m just wasting time getting up early and having my low-key weekends from time to time. Because hey- I’m young! I should be living it up! All the time! But this man’s night before was just ending as my day was starting. On a week day.
One of us was going to feel pretty good after a sweat session on the elliptical. And later this morning, one of us surely won’t feel like an idiot about what we were up to at 5:00 in the morning.
It made me feel better. Because I’m not 21 anymore. And it would be embarrassing if I still acted like it.
See? Always a work in progress.
Now excuse me. I need to go hang my latest coloring masterpiece on the refrigerator.
But before I go, let us have a moment in silence for the end of the Olympics. I’ll be sad to not have something to watch automatically every night for hours on end. It was a good two weeks. Full of inspiration, accomplishment and men’s abdominals.
How am I going to survive without it?!?!
Oh wait… it’s SHARK WEEK!