I think I accidentally woke up in the wrong city.
I was pretty sure I fell asleep in Southern California last night. Y'know....sunny and 70 degrees Southern California; "It never rains in California"...Mamas and The Papas type of Southern California. So imagine my surprise when I woke up this morning to not only to rain on the roadways, but temps in the low 40s!!! What is going on around here?? I hear it's supposed to snow in parts of the region this weekend--the snow level is predicted to be around 1000 feet. Spanky, my Siberian Cabana boy, and I were headed up to visit friends in Valencia--but I hear now that we may need chains, parka and/or a sled dog team to get there.
OK...maybe not an entire team of dogs. Maybe just the chains.
Truthfully, I've always been one of those people that doesn't like the cold. And unfortunately, I'm also one of those people who is ALWAYS cold. Seriously. If it's anything cooler than 80 degrees in the shade, I'm bundled up in long sleeves and jeans and toting around a hoodie just in case. I totally envy the girls that can wear those cute little sleeveless tops or shorts or (brrrrrr) flip flops everywhere they go. I just cannot do it. I will freeze before I even get to the car. I've tried everything to "warm up" to the idea of wearing that type of fashion....but I just can't do it. I can't even go to the beach without bundling up. A bikini?...HA!...Forget it. Even if had the confidence to strut that stuff, I'd be in the car, sitting in front of the heater because as soon as that ocean breeze hit me...well, let me just say that the skin on a Tysons chicken would feel more inviting.
It does seem like it's been an odd "winter" around these here parts. I just don't remember this much rain and chill last year 'bout this time. And when I lived in San Diego, I know that it was rainy and cold in January...but again, I just don't remember it carrying on for quite so long. Meanwhile, don't even try to tell me this is part of that so-called global warming conspiracy. To me, the term "Global Warming" would indicate that I should be going to work in a bikini....not 15 layers of long underwear. It's probably warmer where the icebergs are melting than in my own living room right about now. I'm thinking about a trade. The penguins can move in to the one bedroom in Venice and I'll wait out the cold spell on a chunk of ice drifting towards the tropics until this crazy weather pattern passes.
Cold weather can be a blessing and a curse. On the one hand, it makes you want to stay home--which then inspires me to want to clean, wash laundry, or finish one of half a dozen other chores that I never want to do because the weather is too nice to be inside all day for. On the other hand, cold days during the week give me absolutely no inspiration to go to work--or then work--or do anything other than count the minutes until I can drive home, put on the comfy clothes and curl up under the blankets.
Oh well, there's my rant through chattering teeth and numb fingers. Not a whole lot I can do about the weather except crank up the heat and pile on the layers.
And then wait for my bank account to melt when the gas bill comes.
Sigh.
Maybe summer will be back next week.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Half Full or Half Empty...All I Know Is That I Need More Beer In My Glass
Today I fit into my "skinny" jeans.
YEEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!
Now.....I didn't say I fit into them well....but I was able to zip them up and sit down in a chair without busting the seam along my butt. It's a small accomplishment, but after killing myself at the gym this week, it at least makes me feel like all of my efforts weren't for nothing.
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My boss notified us today that he was resigning. I am profoundly saddened by this. There are maybe 3 people that I've worked for that I truly respect and admire--he is one of them. And it's not just because he has a high level of knowledge in his profession; it includes how well he interacts with other people, his ability to inspire and motivate, and the fact that he just made coming to work fun (and the fact that he had enough faith in my abilities to offer me a job when I really, really one needed doesn't hurt either).
*******
Valentine's Day is Monday and I think that I will be happy to see it go. Not for the reasons that you might think, however. My desire for this holiday to pass has nothing more to do with my desperate need for Brach's Candy Hearts to disappear off the shelves for another 11 months. Seriously. I don't know what kind of crazy addictive additive they put in those cute little heart shaped sugary sweet tasties...but whatever it is makes them insanely good. I can go through an entire bag in just one sitting. I don't even bother reading them anymore. In my mind they all say "Eat Me"....and I can't help but oblige.
Of course I just realized that I hope they don't really all say "Eat Me"...because if they do, then I'm going to have to seriously reconsider putting these in a bowl on my desk to share with co-workers.
*******
Valentine's Day is Monday, and I think I'm nervous to see it go. But not because I'll be happy to see those calorie packing, evil, addictive candy hearts go off the shelves....but because it means the return of....wait for it.....PEEPS!!!! Oye! Adorable, tasty, squishy, marshmallowey chickens and bunny rabbits slathered in pink and yellow sugar. Eat them straight out of the box or let them "stale up" for a few days....doesn't matter. They're Peeps, and they're back. And don't even talk to me about how "well Peeps are available for each holiday now blah blah blah"....including (but not limited to) heart-shaped peeps at Valentine's Day and green sugary trees for Christmas. TRUE Peep aficionados know that Peeps are best--and should ONLY be consumed--during the months surrounding Easter. There's even a Peeps store....did you know that?? Yup...right there at the National Harbor in Maryland...it's the Peeps & Company Store. Downside, however. More empty calories. Damn! I foresee more hours spent on the elliptical machine this month.
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While still feeling in a funk about my boss leaving, one of my co-workers just brought me a chocolate covered strawberry. Dang skippy if that doesn't just brighten up the day, right?
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I just realized that I have the Mt. Everest of laundry waiting for me at home, and that there's no football this Sunday. That just sucks.
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It is an absolutely gorgeous day outside. I decided to take a walk and enjoy some of the warmth and sunshine. And it made me think.....although I really enjoyed my time in Virginia...I have to admit that I really like walking around in sunny-and-70-degree-weather.......in the middle of February...without a coat.
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I am watching CNN right now...continuing coverage of the events in Egypt...and am completely awestruck. 18 days these people protested and demonstrated. 18! That's a long time. Can you imagine if, here in America, we ever got so fed up with our taxes or government not listening to the people that we all took to the streets in protest? 50 states worth of people screaming, chanting, and demanding to be heard at once. Do you think we could pull it off...could we change the government? Or do you think we'd all lose interest as soon as Tuesday night rolled around and the next episode of Glee hit the airwaves??
******
Well....I'm headed out tonight to celebrate the end of the week with friends. It's been a long 5 days...a busier week for some more than others. Today is my friend Anthony's last day at his job (by his choice) and is off to greener pastures....so that definitely deserves a toast. Plus there's a return to normalcy that I look forward to (that light doesn't just turn itself off at night, don't you know). And since I flat out refuse to think past sleeping in tomorrow morning....I'm just going to let whatever happens this weekend, happen. Come what may. C'est la vie. Raise your glass.
And if these jeans continue to fit tomorrow....then THAT will be a good day too.
YEEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!
Now.....I didn't say I fit into them well....but I was able to zip them up and sit down in a chair without busting the seam along my butt. It's a small accomplishment, but after killing myself at the gym this week, it at least makes me feel like all of my efforts weren't for nothing.
*******
My boss notified us today that he was resigning. I am profoundly saddened by this. There are maybe 3 people that I've worked for that I truly respect and admire--he is one of them. And it's not just because he has a high level of knowledge in his profession; it includes how well he interacts with other people, his ability to inspire and motivate, and the fact that he just made coming to work fun (and the fact that he had enough faith in my abilities to offer me a job when I really, really one needed doesn't hurt either).
*******
Valentine's Day is Monday and I think that I will be happy to see it go. Not for the reasons that you might think, however. My desire for this holiday to pass has nothing more to do with my desperate need for Brach's Candy Hearts to disappear off the shelves for another 11 months. Seriously. I don't know what kind of crazy addictive additive they put in those cute little heart shaped sugary sweet tasties...but whatever it is makes them insanely good. I can go through an entire bag in just one sitting. I don't even bother reading them anymore. In my mind they all say "Eat Me"....and I can't help but oblige.
Of course I just realized that I hope they don't really all say "Eat Me"...because if they do, then I'm going to have to seriously reconsider putting these in a bowl on my desk to share with co-workers.
*******
Valentine's Day is Monday, and I think I'm nervous to see it go. But not because I'll be happy to see those calorie packing, evil, addictive candy hearts go off the shelves....but because it means the return of....wait for it.....PEEPS!!!! Oye! Adorable, tasty, squishy, marshmallowey chickens and bunny rabbits slathered in pink and yellow sugar. Eat them straight out of the box or let them "stale up" for a few days....doesn't matter. They're Peeps, and they're back. And don't even talk to me about how "well Peeps are available for each holiday now blah blah blah"....including (but not limited to) heart-shaped peeps at Valentine's Day and green sugary trees for Christmas. TRUE Peep aficionados know that Peeps are best--and should ONLY be consumed--during the months surrounding Easter. There's even a Peeps store....did you know that?? Yup...right there at the National Harbor in Maryland...it's the Peeps & Company Store. Downside, however. More empty calories. Damn! I foresee more hours spent on the elliptical machine this month.
******
While still feeling in a funk about my boss leaving, one of my co-workers just brought me a chocolate covered strawberry. Dang skippy if that doesn't just brighten up the day, right?
******
I just realized that I have the Mt. Everest of laundry waiting for me at home, and that there's no football this Sunday. That just sucks.
******
It is an absolutely gorgeous day outside. I decided to take a walk and enjoy some of the warmth and sunshine. And it made me think.....although I really enjoyed my time in Virginia...I have to admit that I really like walking around in sunny-and-70-degree-weather.......in the middle of February...without a coat.
******
I am watching CNN right now...continuing coverage of the events in Egypt...and am completely awestruck. 18 days these people protested and demonstrated. 18! That's a long time. Can you imagine if, here in America, we ever got so fed up with our taxes or government not listening to the people that we all took to the streets in protest? 50 states worth of people screaming, chanting, and demanding to be heard at once. Do you think we could pull it off...could we change the government? Or do you think we'd all lose interest as soon as Tuesday night rolled around and the next episode of Glee hit the airwaves??
******
Well....I'm headed out tonight to celebrate the end of the week with friends. It's been a long 5 days...a busier week for some more than others. Today is my friend Anthony's last day at his job (by his choice) and is off to greener pastures....so that definitely deserves a toast. Plus there's a return to normalcy that I look forward to (that light doesn't just turn itself off at night, don't you know). And since I flat out refuse to think past sleeping in tomorrow morning....I'm just going to let whatever happens this weekend, happen. Come what may. C'est la vie. Raise your glass.
And if these jeans continue to fit tomorrow....then THAT will be a good day too.
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