Monday, April 21, 2008
Things I Learned During My Three-Day Weekend
Out and About • It's All About Me •
Always try to kill stun two birds with one stone
On beautiful days—like those we’ve been having in upstate, NY—I am always torn between going to the gym, where I know I’ll get a great workout, and running outside, where I’ll get a less intense workout but enjoy the fresh air and sun that I crave so. Solution? Walk to the gym. Duh. This is one of those V-8 commercial moments. There’s even a bike path that goes from practically my backyard straight to the gym. I don’t know why I was so lazy before. Now I get a great warm up and cool down and it adds a mile to my workout. I just have to make sure to leave the gym before there’s any blood sugar-droppage otherwise I’ll pass out on the way home.
Sometimes you have to do things you don’t want to do...but they can surprise you
I truly did not want to go on my date on Saturday, but I’m so glad I did. I’m not saying I met the man of my dreams, but I did have a good time and enjoyed great conversation and the company of someone equally pop-obsessed.
Confidence is sexy
We should all know this by now, but sometimes we need to re-learn it. I went sneaker shopping today in some cute new clothes I bought yesterday and I swear the shoe salesman—a young lad—was flirting with me. I even got a wink when I left, and I didn’t even buy anything after making the poor guy go in the back room at least three times (to get more shoes! dirty, dirty bloggers.). A couple of other random acts of extra attention had me thinking that it wasn’t just a fluke. Though, come to think of it, they were all kind of on the young side. It was probably my outfit, but I swear it mostly came from the women’s sections. :D
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Cold Feet
I have a date tonight.
I do not want to go.
The only thing keeping me going right now is knowing that I get to drink hard cider.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
I'd like a little humiliation with a side of politics, please
Grrrr...Argh • What in the World? • It's All About Me •
Ever accidentally hit a button on your cell phone and call an ex? Ok, so I didn’t just do that, but I did just do something equally mortifying and I have no freaking idea how to undo it. Please hide me. Now.
*cries*
In other news, I am more in support of Obama than ever after watching the debate last night. The whole Spitzer debacle had me doubting that any man in public office could keep his pants zippered, but there’s no question which candidate has more integrity. And I’ll just note that it’s kinda freaky to have a very good friend of a very good friend of yours be a subject of that very debate. (For the record, I don’t support blowing up buildings.)
Love is Fleeting
I met the perfect guy!
Ok, so I didn’t meet him, meet him, I online met him. But, he’s in the appropriate age range, he’s a photographer, he’s tall, he’s a Yankees fan, he’s a vegetarian (be still my heart!), he likes rock music, he’s a pothead.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Rock of Ages
A Woman Obsessed • It's All About Me •
This week’s Metroland features stories of its writers’ first concert experiences. Why didn’t they ask me?
After unsuccessful attempts to convince my parents to allow me to see The Monkees at Jones Beach and Bon Jovi somewhere else, Def Leppard announced a concert date at what was then New Jersey’s Brendan Byrne Arena. It was 1988, I was 12 years old and I was completely obsessed with Def Leppard, in particular Rick Savage. I was relentless. I begged. I pleaded. I’m pretty sure I cried. My parents didn’t stand a chance. I was elated when they finally agreed to allow me to go with my friends Jane and Robin who by that time were concert veterans. The arena show cost a whopping $18.00. I can’t remember if it was my dad who woke up early one Saturday morning to call into Ticketmaster (old school!).
The show was on Thursday, September 22. After school, Robin and I headed to Jane’s house in our ripped jeans and concert tees and waited for her dad to get home from work to drive us to the show. Much to my horror, he was late. Very late. And we had to drive to Jersey. I don’t think he got home until after 7pm. The show started at 8pm. Did I mention we were driving to Jersey? We finally got there and I can still so clearly hear Geoff Tate’s voice echoing in the hallways. We never made it to our seats in time to see any of Queensryche’s set which at the time didn’t seem to matter since I didn’t even know them. Our seats were true nosebleeds; we were practically in the last row of the arena. But Def Leppard’s shows were in the round and this was a smaller arena. I’m pretty sure I was shaking with excitement when the lights finally went down after what seemed like an eternity of doing the wave. For the next two hours, I was in true rock and roll heaven. For two hours I screamed my head off and didn’t think about anything other than what was happening in front of me—not any of the fights with my dad or brother, not losing my grandfather or beloved Spooky—just the music and hotness in front of me. It was the most amazing experience of my 12 years.
It’s rare to go to a show today and be able keep my mind from wandering to work or family or other stressors in my life. But I won’t ever forget the high I got from that first show and I won’t ever stop trying to recapture it.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Whoa
Why am I the last person to know about this?? Hello people—you are supposed to keep me abreast of Keanu goings-ons because lately my head seems to be under a rock. And I don’t care what anyone says, he is still damn hot.
P.S. Unrelated...yesterday I thought I had mono (doctor’s words—not mine). But by this afternoon I was going out for a run so I’m thinking I’m good, so no worries Jules!
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
A Cry for A Different Kind of Help
This is mostly just a cry. A “whhyyyyy” kind of cry.
I made my online dating profile public for about the umpteenth billion time and have managed to go a whole few hours without deleting it. The winks and emails are already out of control, but one thing has become perfectly clear: these men are not actually reading anything I’ve written or any of the selections I’ve made. Otherwise the 49-year-old divorced 5’5” man with children would not have wasted his time! Good lord. A word of advice: read the damn profile. Just because someone is interesting to YOU doesn’t mean THEY’D be interested in you. I’ve certainly come across men that I like, but one read of their profile and I just know they’d have no patience for me. (It’s going to become painfully obvious that I’m not really all that outdoorsy one second with me, well, outdoors.) You have to be at least a little realistic otherwise you’re going to be sorely disappointed.
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
A Cry for Vista Help
I’m officially sick. White-spots-on-my-throat sick. But, I’ve made a lot of progress with the new computer, except for one not so minor problem: I can’t get my files off my external hard drive. They come up as gobbly gook.
Here’s the scoop: I used StorageSync software to back up my entire hard drive to an external hard drive. So I apparently need to use the software’s restore function to get them back. All the files have a .bpa extension. I wrote the company and they rather curtly told me I can’t restore XP files to Vista. I refuse to accept this answer! There has simply got to be a way, other than my gradually restoring files to another PC (i.e. work), burning them to a gazillion CDs, and then getting them on the new computer.
Any ideas? Cuz I’m fresh out of them at this point.
Monday, April 07, 2008
The Ugly Truth
For those of you who ventured a guess at the previous post, you were all wrong. It was a trick question—they were all true. Ha! Aren’t I just sooooo clever?
Other things going on in my life that are most definitely not a joke…
- I rented a car to go to a conference this weekend. I got a call while at the conference to let me know that my car got hit whilst sitting in the Enterprise parking lot. Fun.
- It’s been over a week now of dealing with getting a new boiler installed for my apartment. The latest? When they came on Friday (while I was out of town of course) they did something so that the the washing machine now sprays water all over the place. My landlord apparently didn’t have time to deal with it yesterday so the basement is flooded and I have a a soapy blanket sitting in the machine.
- After going the entire winter without getting sick, I fear my body may be turning on me. I’ve had a sore throat since last night and it’s not getting better. I’m sure the lack of sleep, long work hours, and drinking until 3am didn’t help my immune system any.
On the plus side, I survived my first presentation at a conference. I had a great time just talking and hanging out in the city with Jules and Christine this weekend. I have a new office and a fantastic new desk. And last, but certainly not least, new music is coming! New music is coming!
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
It's no April Fools...
How about a game? Which of the following is an flat-out, April Fool’s lie?
a) I lost control of my car on Friday night thanks to black ice and was a millisecond away from crashing into a mailbox when by some miracle my car swerved to safety.
b) I love roller derby!!
c) I am obsessed with The Biggest Loser.
d) I am blogging from a functioning home PC!!
