Yesterday I came across a funny-sounding word. It was kerfuffle. I inexplicably started giggling. And then I remembered the time I spent an afternoon looking up funny words (I was bored that day at work). I came across quite a few winners that were just inherently funny.
Words like: noodle, discombobulate, masticate, tutelage, pooched. Go ahead - say the word out loud. (It's much funnier that way). Noodle. Nooooooodle. (Hee hee)
Anyway... there was one that gave me a great belly laugh. And it was:
Mustachioed
The state of having a mustache.
I could not stop giggling to myself. I actually called a co-worker into my office to share it with her, it was so funny to me.
Imagine my delight when the VERY NEXT DAY(!), a movie with Chris Rock came out on the big screen and some lovely film critic wrote this review in the paper I was reading:
NEW YORK, March 8, 2007
(AP) In Chris Rock's new film, he plays a mustachioed, bespectacled banker. He's often funny, but just as often serious and self-examining. It's a realistic film adapted from the 1972 French classic "Chloe in the Afternoon."
Oh, the guffaw I had. Yep... it really doesn't take much to amuse me.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Toxicity
So I've finally come up with a New Year's resolution. It's to not sweat the small stuff. To really enjoy each day. To be grateful for what I have and to remember that I'm genuinely happy. And, most importantly, to care less about the toxic people in my life.
For some strange reason, I have this desire to hold on to certain people, ignoring the fact that they don't really get me or appreciate me - and in any moment, they could (and have) hurt me and then don't seem to care about it at all.
It makes me feel bad about myself and then I become this needy type of unhappy person that even I don't like.
These people are toxic. And even though they have their purpose (they really can be fun to be around), I've realized I can't expect much from them. So - let them be toxic. If we happen to cross paths... that's fine. But if we don't, even better.
This is me, taking care of myself. Focusing on the good things I have in life. And this is me... happy.
For some strange reason, I have this desire to hold on to certain people, ignoring the fact that they don't really get me or appreciate me - and in any moment, they could (and have) hurt me and then don't seem to care about it at all.
It makes me feel bad about myself and then I become this needy type of unhappy person that even I don't like.
These people are toxic. And even though they have their purpose (they really can be fun to be around), I've realized I can't expect much from them. So - let them be toxic. If we happen to cross paths... that's fine. But if we don't, even better.
This is me, taking care of myself. Focusing on the good things I have in life. And this is me... happy.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
On the run
This is how I feel on an average morning:
This is how I feel today, after my morning run:
Seriously, I know I'm going to sound like one of those annoying people who actually likes working out. But I actually like working out. It makes me feel so... well - like that picture above.
I've been in a good mood all day today and it's Tuesday (my most despised day of the week. Here's why: on Mondays I've made peace with the fact that it's the beginning of the week and the weekend is over and the next weekend is far, far away. On Wednesdays, it's "hump day". So I know I'm getting closer to the weekend. But Tuesdays? They're just a non-descript, not-quite-middle-of-the-week day that offers nothing to look forward to).
Anyway - so I've been in a great mood and I can only attribute that to the fact that I got my endorphins going big time this morning as I jogged down quiet streets without cars or masses of people around. Just me and Ma and some good conversation. Really, it's a great feeling to start your day in a fantastic mood.
Alright, now before I lose readership due to the "holier-than-thou I-love-being-healthy-and-fit-and-I'm-so-fan-frickin'-tastic" attitude, I will leave you. BUT - I will leave you with this thought:
"Even if you fall flat on your face, at least you are moving forward." ~Sue Lake
This is how I feel today, after my morning run:
Seriously, I know I'm going to sound like one of those annoying people who actually likes working out. But I actually like working out. It makes me feel so... well - like that picture above.
I've been in a good mood all day today and it's Tuesday (my most despised day of the week. Here's why: on Mondays I've made peace with the fact that it's the beginning of the week and the weekend is over and the next weekend is far, far away. On Wednesdays, it's "hump day". So I know I'm getting closer to the weekend. But Tuesdays? They're just a non-descript, not-quite-middle-of-the-week day that offers nothing to look forward to).
Anyway - so I've been in a great mood and I can only attribute that to the fact that I got my endorphins going big time this morning as I jogged down quiet streets without cars or masses of people around. Just me and Ma and some good conversation. Really, it's a great feeling to start your day in a fantastic mood.
Alright, now before I lose readership due to the "holier-than-thou I-love-being-healthy-and-fit-and-I'm-so-fan-frickin'-tastic" attitude, I will leave you. BUT - I will leave you with this thought:
"Even if you fall flat on your face, at least you are moving forward." ~Sue Lake
Monday, January 7, 2008
Let them write about cake
Apparently lots of people write "food blogs" in order to keep themselves on track with their eating and weight loss. If it works for you, great! But for me - probably not so much.
If I kept track of every morsel that I consumed, I would become an over-obsessed, crazy person who lacked all enjoyment in food. And who would really want to read about what I'm eating daily?? I mean, as my friend J. taught me, blogs should NEVER be about the sandwich you ate for lunch that day.
That's not to say that all food blogs describing sandwiches in detail are taboo. When written by a person who really loves food (and I mean REALLY loves food), a daily food blog can be a thing of beauty. Intricate descriptions of mouth-watering delicacies. Detailed accounts of meals that are so real you can almost smell the dish...
Sorry - I'm getting all caught up in the thought of food, glorious food.
Anyway, for now I think I'll stick to eating food, rather than writing down everything that I eat in an attempt to be "good". After all, some things in life just need to be enjoyed, right?
If I kept track of every morsel that I consumed, I would become an over-obsessed, crazy person who lacked all enjoyment in food. And who would really want to read about what I'm eating daily?? I mean, as my friend J. taught me, blogs should NEVER be about the sandwich you ate for lunch that day.
That's not to say that all food blogs describing sandwiches in detail are taboo. When written by a person who really loves food (and I mean REALLY loves food), a daily food blog can be a thing of beauty. Intricate descriptions of mouth-watering delicacies. Detailed accounts of meals that are so real you can almost smell the dish...
Sorry - I'm getting all caught up in the thought of food, glorious food.
Anyway, for now I think I'll stick to eating food, rather than writing down everything that I eat in an attempt to be "good". After all, some things in life just need to be enjoyed, right?
Friday, January 4, 2008
The most boring story I ever told
I can't think of what to write in my blog today... so I've decided to recount an actual story that I told to my husband one day when he picked me up from work. Here goes:
"So today, I went to Starbucks to get a mocha latte. And normally, I always get the tall size. But today, I thought to myself: 'Self: why don't you go for a grande mocha instead?' So I did. I ordered the grande mocha (the next size up from tall), and you know what? It was too much! I couldn't finish the entire grande."
And that concludes my story. That was it.
About halfway through telling it, I knew it was probably the most boring story I had ever told. So I tried to recover by immediately saying to A. "That was really boring, wasn't it?" He agreed. And he still makes fun of me to this day about it.
I hope you enjoyed.
"So today, I went to Starbucks to get a mocha latte. And normally, I always get the tall size. But today, I thought to myself: 'Self: why don't you go for a grande mocha instead?' So I did. I ordered the grande mocha (the next size up from tall), and you know what? It was too much! I couldn't finish the entire grande."
And that concludes my story. That was it.
About halfway through telling it, I knew it was probably the most boring story I had ever told. So I tried to recover by immediately saying to A. "That was really boring, wasn't it?" He agreed. And he still makes fun of me to this day about it.
I hope you enjoyed.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Kenya will have to wait
This year was going to be the year of my safari trip.
A. and I were going to go to Kenya and Tanzania and experience something that we've always wanted to experience and will probably never, ever forget.
This was the year. Because next year, we'll probably start thinking about kids. (When we're 30). And if kids come into the picture... a safari won't happen. I just know it.
So maybe kids will have to wait longer. (What's another couple of years, really?) Or maybe we'll end up going on safari later on this year. I guess only time will tell.
In the meantime, everyone who's reading my blog right now should really check this out:
http://inyourheartyoualreadyknow.blogspot.com/2008/01/face-of-conflict.html
A. and I were going to go to Kenya and Tanzania and experience something that we've always wanted to experience and will probably never, ever forget.
This was the year. Because next year, we'll probably start thinking about kids. (When we're 30). And if kids come into the picture... a safari won't happen. I just know it.
So maybe kids will have to wait longer. (What's another couple of years, really?) Or maybe we'll end up going on safari later on this year. I guess only time will tell.
In the meantime, everyone who's reading my blog right now should really check this out:
http://inyourheartyoualreadyknow.blogspot.com/2008/01/face-of-conflict.html
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Falling into place
I've come to realize I'm a creature of habit.
Don't get me wrong, I love being off of a schedule. I love sleeping in until 11am every day, only getting out of my p.js when I feel it's necessary (not when I have to). I love eating whatever I want, whenever I want it. I love firmly planting my butt on the couch, watching movie after movie.
But I also love routine. Call me boring... but I can't help it. The nerdy side of me loves getting up early and working out. And getting to work to have my latte every morning as I check my emails and ease into the day. And eating better. And getting home and relaxing with the hubby before falling into bed for a nice, deep sleep.
When I'm on my schedule, everything just falls into place nicely. Which means I eat better, I sleep better, my skin looks nicer and my hair gets shinier. I'm happier and healthier and overall content.
What a nerd I am. But you gotta love me.
Happy new year everyone!
Don't get me wrong, I love being off of a schedule. I love sleeping in until 11am every day, only getting out of my p.js when I feel it's necessary (not when I have to). I love eating whatever I want, whenever I want it. I love firmly planting my butt on the couch, watching movie after movie.
But I also love routine. Call me boring... but I can't help it. The nerdy side of me loves getting up early and working out. And getting to work to have my latte every morning as I check my emails and ease into the day. And eating better. And getting home and relaxing with the hubby before falling into bed for a nice, deep sleep.
When I'm on my schedule, everything just falls into place nicely. Which means I eat better, I sleep better, my skin looks nicer and my hair gets shinier. I'm happier and healthier and overall content.
What a nerd I am. But you gotta love me.
Happy new year everyone!
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