Throwback Thursday: The fashion line up.

Clearly my father is channeling George Hamilton and Joan Rivers in this photo. And I am fashion channeling a tropical jungle plant in the Amazon that became extint in the 80s.....

Swine, Bird, or Feline flu?

I feel like I've slept more than my cats recently. And that is saying something. I had an insanely busy weekend that was pretty much nonstop social events, work, and workouts the whole weekend (although I did fit in Morning Glory, which is a super cute movie that all chick flickers will enjoy). So it didn't surprise me that I hit the pillow pretty early on Sunday night.

And then Monday morning happened. I woke up after 11 hours of sleep, and still felt exhausted. I was exhausted and blah feeling all day. None of my muscles seemed to want to work and I just wanted my big bed of fluffy cozy awesome.

Enter Monday night, I go to bed early again, in hopes of getting up to make up for my lack of Monday morning workout the next day. Nope, slept til 8:35. Nine plus hours of sleep. Not cool.

Bittersweet part of this weird illness. Despite smaller more pathetic workouts, my scale seems to be agreeing with the sickness. Ok, so its not really bittersweet, that part is quite awesome, but still.

I guess when I think about it, its something that I could totally deal with. Way more sleep than normal, and the scale goes down? Sounds fantastic. Until I die of the newest form of Monkey/Elephant/Water Buffalo disease.....

Throwback Thursday: Devilish Daddy and Barney nixes Cheetos!

This lovely old man adores me. Still! I know, I know, I would be sick of me too, but somehow my daddy still loves me enough to give me today's "holiday" off. I spent it running and at the gym and getting a bunch of errands done. The house isn't clean, but eh, I don't hear the cats complaining!

One of my errands involved Jiva Salon Spa (sadly no massage) but I ended up with shampoo that is the exact color of Barney. Its supposed to help me look like less of a Cheeto. Every day since i got it dyed it is oranger and oranger. Hopefully Barney think Cheetos are unhealthy and gives them the boot!

Days off make me hyper. Or tired. I think its because I just conned myself into giving into chocolate since I ran 12.5 miles.

Hushing now.

Day Ten involves all men.

Bestest Boss on Veterans Day: I have the bestest boss in the whole world. Veterans Day = Holiday = I get to stay home and do all the things that I want to do. Like workout as long as I want, and clean the house! Ok, not really things I WANT to do, but things that I even less want to do at 8pm when I normally get home. I heart my boss. (Those that don't know me, I work for my dad, I dont have an abnormally creepy fascination with my employer).

Kurt on Glee: Tuesday's episode had me squealing and booing and awwing at the tv tonight, home alone. I love this show. It makes me happy.

Pumpkin marshmallows: It's been said before that Tim got me a Marshmallow of the Month Club, but I got November's gift of Pumpkin Pie marshmallows today. I love all things pumpkin. And marshmallow. Double whammy for my tastebuds.

Day Nine and feelin fine.

Brand new ringtones. Willow Smith rocks out to unknown callers. Other people got new ring tones too, which is exciting, but yet took several hours last night. I have this thing that your ringtone has to actually match you. Like, it has to relate to you in some way or another. And therefore, picking out the right ring tone is a total process. But its really fun to get JUST the right ring tone for everyone.

Although, it's almost funner to see what other people pick out for me.

Day 8.

Today. I am thankful for times like Savasana, where everything goes away and all is well.

Day 7: Ode to Tim Tams.

In Australia, I was obsessed with Tim Tams. It is a magical magical cookie. Chocolatey, cookiey, goo in the middley. I am sure I talked about it in that blog. But i have been searching high and low across the states for the cookie. Never to be found, until today, at Target.

HOLLLLAAAAA!!!

We asked, and apparently they are seasonal, so go look. Pepperidge Farm. Tim Tam. Amazing. Because late December they will be hard to find, mainly because they will all be stocked up in my laundry room to last me until next Christmas!!!

Yay Tim Tams. (No, really, I adore them)

Days 5 & 6.

November seems to have lots of things to be thankful for!

Yesterday involved 4+ hours of stripping my hair blonde, above is the end result! As well as coming home to find my closet with a brand new shoe shelf and a glorious second set above my clothes. I love space for organizing.....

But today was waking up to learn that Tim bought us tickets to Boston for some holiday fun in December. Short trip, but I can't wait. BEYOND excited.

Day Four. From the floor.

I currently have a very angry elf in my brain with a pick axe trying to get loose, and a niffler in my stomach digging for coins I might have swallowed as a small child. But earlier today, in a healthier state, I was thankful for a few things.

A gift of a cupcake carrier that has a built in cupcake tower (I have been eyeing carriers forever, and the added tower bonus is magic).

Having a workout buddy at the gym this morning.

And getting to buy 200 Kitty and Puppy stamps for work mailings (I support animal shelters of cute and cuddleys!)

Now here's hoping tomorrow's post is a thanks to magical healings...

Throwback Thursday: Tim time!

Let's mix it up a bit. Clearly today's throwback is not myself. It is Tim. In April of 1987. I was 1.5 years old, probably hobbling around and drooling, while he is playing adventurer at the ripe old age of 5!

Someone needs to tell me why I haven't actually dressed up and gone out for Halloween before. Because that night, was quite awesome. From last minute costume shopping for everyone else, to meeting up with some quite inebriated personal trainers, to being followed by the Marty McFly doppelganger all the way to Perkins. It was amazing.

Costume watching is amazing. Scrubbing bubbles: good work. MC Hammer: doing Hammertime in the middle of the bar. Cathy screaming Jason DeRulo to me: fantastic. Discovering the White Cactus: DE-licious. Getting home at 3:15....death the next day.





Encore Finale: Tim made quick work of our pumpkins real quick on Sunday afternoon. And they look better than if I had spent hours on them. Especially that Kiwi. Adorable.

Day Three of Thanks.

Today I give thanks for the glorious invention that is the humidifier. Tim got sick of us having to fill up our little baby tiny one nearly every other hour, or waking up bone dry. So he bought us this huge piece of awesome that humidifies the whole house with minimal filling attention needed. My face felt less like elephant butt this morning, all cracky and dry. Now just to work on these hands....

Thanks: Day 1 & 2.

Let's try this being thankful for something every day this month. Of course I am thankful for a million things every day. Most of them totally trivial, but its the little things that add up! So don't judge me on the total lack of serious thanks giving every day! I cant say I am thankful for love and family and all that smooshy stuff for 30 days straight. Puke.

Day #1: My Hello Kitty toaster that makes the prettiest toast. Given to me as a birthday present by my adorable college roommate.

Day #2: A daddy who picks me up at the gym when keys get locked in my car. (Note that it actually wasn't my fault for once, I didn't lock them in there, Tim did. But its not really his fault either....)

Cameras must watch my own cats...