Not what you're thinking...a girl gave these to me. Such a sweeheart! I helped a coworker in the middle of the night. She was stressed about getting a project done while she was overseas, and she brought these back for me in thanks. She said she couldn't believe how willing I was to help her when I didn't have to, and that I was so nice about it. This perplexed me. She explained that everyone else was snotty about it and I wasn't. Apparently she bragged about me to the bigwigs that not only was I accomodating, but that I really knew my shit!! I guess it does pay to be nice!!! :-)
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
New shoes! Glowing pool! Laguna Beach and my favorite restaurant there! And....those DAMN Angry Birds!!
I spent THREE FREAKING HOURS playing that stupid game on Saturday non-stop. I warned Joe not to download it...we'll see if he listens. He is taking me to see "Red Riding Hood" on Friday - I haven't heard anything about it yet, so SHHH don't tell me!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
I do not eat anything I do not like the taste of. Period. There is no way I could eat tofu, rice cakes, diet soda or live on chicken and broccoli. Blech. I don't like Boca Burgers, but I love MorningStar Grillers! I put steak dust and red pepper flakes on them, drop them in the skillet, then eat them on an English muffin with stone ground mustard. (Pictured below with a side of fresh strawberries!) Since I live for Blue Cheese dressing, I had to find one that was lower in fat, carbs and calories. Walden Farms makes a great one!!! It actually tastes GOOD! I also make cajun chicken and scampi with zero calorie sauces from Walden Farms. They ROCK. Tonight, however, I am eating ribs and having creme carmel for dessert! :-D
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Tonight I can hardly move. I can't recall ever being in this much pain from a workout. I knew boxing was hard, but it hurts to breathe, literally. I wasn't aware of all the muscles in and around your ribcage. It took me 6 minutes to get downstairs - holding on to the railing for dear life. I must have done 100 squats throughout training having to "crouch" down between punches.
On my first day, I walked in and looked around for where I was supposed to be. I saw a woman helping a man put his hand wraps on, so I figured she was the instructor and waited to have her help me as well since I have no idea what I'm doing. After several minutes of standing there like an idiot, a man came up to me, grabbed my hands and started putting my wraps on. No "hello", no "welcome", no introduction whatsoever. The first thing he said to me was "You smell like a cigarette.". I just kind of blinked. He said "If you are going to smoke, why are you bothering?" More blinking from me as he yanked my hands around. I managed to say something retarded like "I'm trying really hard to quit." He finished and walked away. No mercy here. Yep, he is the instructor. About 30 minutes into the workout I am sopping wet, my face is beat red and I am breathing so loud I can hear my heartbeat in my ears. He is calling out combinations and I am having to quickly figure it out. 1 - 2, 1 - 1 - 2, 1 - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4. Okay...left jab, right cross. Left jab, left jab, right cross. Left jab, left jab, right cross, left hook, left upper cut. Again...Again...AGAIN. I'm focused. I think. AAAH! There he is. Right beside me. Shit! He is standing in front of me with sparring equipment on. This means I am to take my focus off the bag and spar with him. "Come on" he says. I start hitting his gloves with the latest combination called out. "Harder." I really throw myself into this. I wail on his gloves. I'm grunting. OMG I'm grunting. He says "Good, now show me that kind of enthusiasm on the bag - and control your bag, stop letting it swing everywhere." Did I join the marines and no one told me? SHEESH. The police academy wasn't even this intense.
I have a really big bruise on my right forearm. Sexy.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
WOW, an 8.9 in Japan - that's a biggie! Terrible. We have been getting tsunami warnings all morning here in Southern Cali - nothing to worry about apparently, just no surfing or laying out on the beach. Most of the beaches here are closed right now.
I think I have been out every night this week; hence the reason I have been too tired to blog. Went to Medieval Times in Buena Park last Sunday night with some girly friends and what a trip! Too fun. You eat with your hands! And the alcoholic beverages come in these HUGE-ass goblets. I got the "First Knight" which has malibu rum, bacardi rum, strawberry daquiri mix, pina colada mix and something else I forget. YUM. The show was very entertaining as well - horses were gorgeous. None of us had ever been there before.
So I am dating the sweetest man EVER, who also happens to be hysterically funny. He makes me laugh every day. His recent adventure was with his homemade salsa. His blender exploded while making the first batch, and he is still cleaning habaneros off of his ceiling, parrot and dog. Because I love spicy stuff, he made another batch and brought it to me at work. Isn't that nice??? I guess it helps that he works across the street from me at Boeing. ;-)
Aahh, the weekend. It was in the 80's yesterday and is nice again today, so hopefully the weekend will be relaxing by the pool.
Wednesday, March 09, 2011
Friday, March 04, 2011
Wednesday, March 02, 2011
Paula: "So when do we get to see a picture of your new man?"
Mario: "Yeah! When?"
Me: "Well I have a couple on my phone - here.." (showing pictures...)
Paula: "Oh, he's hot!"
Mario: "He looks like a serial killer."
Me: "He does NOT look like a serial killer. What is the matter with you?!"
Mario: "He does too look like a serial killer, you are dating a serial killer."
Me: "Get OUT. Get OUT of the car." (Paula is howling in laughter in the back seat.)
Mario: (laughing) "Look at him...serial killer."
Me: "OUT! Gimme my phone! You're fired!"