Life has suddenly become very complicated. Before I left for vacation, a had a little trouble here or there, but overall, things were pretty straightforward. I may not have always enjoyed everything I was doing at all times, but at least everything made sense.
I came back from vacation and everything has been turned upside down.
Two of my friends who have been together forever are ending things. They have built a life together over the past 17 years, and now they don't want to be together anymore.
I'm heartbroken for them both.
I want to be a non-issue in this whole ordeal.
But somehow, I feel myself being pulled into it. I don't want to be caught in the middle.
I have some thinking to do...
Monday, March 14, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
post vacation pooped
Hello all you bloggie peeps! I'm back from my wonderful trip to Turks & Caicos. I believe I may have found my most favorite place on earth, so far. Great weather; white, powdery sand; turquoise water that is exactly the right temperature and saltiness; friendly marine life; and a nice breeze all the time. (I might have to trade in this glamourous life of mine and just move down there)
Now I'm suffering from post vacation fatigue. (mechanical problem on the plane caused a delay which got me home at 3:30am PLUS we lost that hour today)
Back in full form tomorrow, I hope
Now I'm suffering from post vacation fatigue. (mechanical problem on the plane caused a delay which got me home at 3:30am PLUS we lost that hour today)
Back in full form tomorrow, I hope
Friday, March 4, 2011
charity times two
Tomorrow, I am heading out to the Caribbean for a vacation. I'll tell you all about it upon my return!
For the past couple weeks, I've been saying "It doesn't really matter what island you pick, eh? Any island in the Caribbean is going to be great."
With one exception, of course. (well, half and island as the exception) I'm talking, of course, of Haiti which is still in turmoil after the earthquake last year. Progress has been made in cleaning up the mess, setting up schools and medical centers, and getting food and water to the people of Haiti. But there still is no real infrastructure. And chaos continues.
So as I embark on a trip to that beautiful area of the world, my charity (for the next two weeks) is a charity that specializes in disaster relief like that of Haiti. I doubled the usual weekly 25 to 50 and chose the Red Cross.
You can read about their efforts at their website. They also provide relief more locally and to military families who need assistance.
Check it out and have a great week!
For the past couple weeks, I've been saying "It doesn't really matter what island you pick, eh? Any island in the Caribbean is going to be great."
With one exception, of course. (well, half and island as the exception) I'm talking, of course, of Haiti which is still in turmoil after the earthquake last year. Progress has been made in cleaning up the mess, setting up schools and medical centers, and getting food and water to the people of Haiti. But there still is no real infrastructure. And chaos continues.
So as I embark on a trip to that beautiful area of the world, my charity (for the next two weeks) is a charity that specializes in disaster relief like that of Haiti. I doubled the usual weekly 25 to 50 and chose the Red Cross.
You can read about their efforts at their website. They also provide relief more locally and to military families who need assistance.
Check it out and have a great week!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Bad Date a Couple Days Late
The last time I was bemoaning my sheer lack of luck in dating, we were right smack in the middle of a dinner date that more or less resembled the Mad Hatter's tea party. Paul, my "date" was halfway down the table, chatting and buzzing and socializing with just about everyone EXCEPT me. I had had a conversation with some puffed up self absorbed dude who, as far as I could tell, did NOTHING. And did I mention (once or twice?) that everyone at this dinner had a PhD. Except me.
So after my conversation with the economist ended on a sour note, I looked to my right and left and struck up a conversation with the two girls on either side of me. Let's call them Amelia and Bedilia.
Amelia had a PhD in art history. (This dinner took place before my trip to Italy when I realized that if I had majored in art history, I could have traveled to Rome on an internship and could now be giving tours of the Vatican, looking at the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel every day and getting paid for it!) This dinner took place when I heard "art history degree" and thought "useless"! Of course, Amelia did nothing to change this point of view.
Amelia worked at the Museum of Fine Arts.
"Oh, wow!" I said. "So, do you, like, put together exhibits?" No.
"Compose those plaques they have on the wall explaining the paintings?" No.
"Give tours?" No.
Amelia worked in the gift shop and behind the admission desk.
(Amelia and Bedelia had exchanged a knowing look over my head, like "she doesn't know how competitive the world of art history is") Hey, competitive or not, I was duly unimpressed. My friend's mother worked in the gift shop and behind the desk at the MOFA. As a volunteer. In exchange for free admission to the museum for herself and family members. No degree needed.
And what the heck was Bedelia doing, acting like she had an in on the inner workings of a museum? Her PhD was in something like marketing. (can you get a PhD in marketing? Or am I remembering incorrectly?) Anyway, Bedelia worked for some apparently super-famous person who I never heard of. And it was really really exciting. Because she made all kinds of contacts with other super famous important people.
"And what sorts of things do you do for your work?" I asked her.
Bedelia, the PhD graduate, got coffee and picked up dry cleaning for some super famous person. She got her car washed and bought birthday presents for her employer's neices and made appointments for manicures and hair cuts. Bedelia was a personal assistant.
Again...does this require a degree?
Why was everyone at this table so self absorbed when they were so boring?
Why hasn't one person at this table asked me what I do for a living?
And where the hell was my date?
I finally found Paul right around the time we were divying up the bill. (He paid. I figured it was the least he could do) And on the way home, he went on and on about how amazing this group of people were and wasn't I glad I got to meet them?
And then he asked me when I was going to go back to school.
Right around the time of our next date.
So after my conversation with the economist ended on a sour note, I looked to my right and left and struck up a conversation with the two girls on either side of me. Let's call them Amelia and Bedilia.
Amelia had a PhD in art history. (This dinner took place before my trip to Italy when I realized that if I had majored in art history, I could have traveled to Rome on an internship and could now be giving tours of the Vatican, looking at the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel every day and getting paid for it!) This dinner took place when I heard "art history degree" and thought "useless"! Of course, Amelia did nothing to change this point of view.
Amelia worked at the Museum of Fine Arts.
"Oh, wow!" I said. "So, do you, like, put together exhibits?" No.
"Compose those plaques they have on the wall explaining the paintings?" No.
"Give tours?" No.
Amelia worked in the gift shop and behind the admission desk.
(Amelia and Bedelia had exchanged a knowing look over my head, like "she doesn't know how competitive the world of art history is") Hey, competitive or not, I was duly unimpressed. My friend's mother worked in the gift shop and behind the desk at the MOFA. As a volunteer. In exchange for free admission to the museum for herself and family members. No degree needed.
And what the heck was Bedelia doing, acting like she had an in on the inner workings of a museum? Her PhD was in something like marketing. (can you get a PhD in marketing? Or am I remembering incorrectly?) Anyway, Bedelia worked for some apparently super-famous person who I never heard of. And it was really really exciting. Because she made all kinds of contacts with other super famous important people.
"And what sorts of things do you do for your work?" I asked her.
Bedelia, the PhD graduate, got coffee and picked up dry cleaning for some super famous person. She got her car washed and bought birthday presents for her employer's neices and made appointments for manicures and hair cuts. Bedelia was a personal assistant.
Again...does this require a degree?
Why was everyone at this table so self absorbed when they were so boring?
Why hasn't one person at this table asked me what I do for a living?
And where the hell was my date?
I finally found Paul right around the time we were divying up the bill. (He paid. I figured it was the least he could do) And on the way home, he went on and on about how amazing this group of people were and wasn't I glad I got to meet them?
And then he asked me when I was going to go back to school.
Right around the time of our next date.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
March goals
Happy March! I'm not sure if it is purely psychological or if I just suffer from seasonal affective disorder, but February always gets me down. Just writing "3" at the beginning of the date today made me feel infinitely better. Plus, the sun was out today!
And on this day, the first day of the month, its time to review all the goals that I fell short of last month:
February Goals:
1) Increase water intake to 8 glasses a day: not fully. I'm still working on it. Last half of the month I reverted to diet Coke again.
2) Transition from working out to training: success! Despite last week's cold and decreased exercise, I'm well on my way to increasing milage in all three phases of the race!
3) Go on a winter hike: fail. epic fail. no winter hike. more like winter hibernation
4) Feng Shui the apartment: success. (what else was I to do when I was holed up, hibernating?) It was kind of fun, cleaning, re-organizing, and rethinking the place I live.
5) Finish 3 more books: Success! I read: "Younger", "Move Your Stuff, Change Your Life" (the feng shui book, and "VisionBoard".
6) 4 more snail mail letters: done. my friends will be wondering if I was somehow transported back to the 1930's!
7) Ride bike outside 2 times: yeah, no. Not even close
8) Go out to movies with J and S: that didn't happen, either. I asked and tried to plan. But J and K were even more sluggish than me last month!
9) Complete 2 more projects from the project box: ok, that was a success. Funny how the "stay at home and putter around" goals got done and the "go out and do something" goals did not.
10) Get spectacular valentine's day presents for the kiddies: done. Love giving books for gifts.
And now on to March:
1) Water intake again
2) 6-8 servings of veggies a day
3) 4 brick workouts
4) 4 books read
5) begin studying for kinesiotaping exam
6) 2 projects done
7) have a great vacation!
8) daily blog post (except for when I'm away!)
9) Go out to the movies with J and K, REALLY!
10) hang out with Nerd!
(ok, maybe they seem kind of lame. I didn't plan ahead and was just winging it. Goals subject to change)
And on this day, the first day of the month, its time to review all the goals that I fell short of last month:
February Goals:
1) Increase water intake to 8 glasses a day: not fully. I'm still working on it. Last half of the month I reverted to diet Coke again.
2) Transition from working out to training: success! Despite last week's cold and decreased exercise, I'm well on my way to increasing milage in all three phases of the race!
3) Go on a winter hike: fail. epic fail. no winter hike. more like winter hibernation
4) Feng Shui the apartment: success. (what else was I to do when I was holed up, hibernating?) It was kind of fun, cleaning, re-organizing, and rethinking the place I live.
5) Finish 3 more books: Success! I read: "Younger", "Move Your Stuff, Change Your Life" (the feng shui book, and "VisionBoard".
6) 4 more snail mail letters: done. my friends will be wondering if I was somehow transported back to the 1930's!
7) Ride bike outside 2 times: yeah, no. Not even close
8) Go out to movies with J and S: that didn't happen, either. I asked and tried to plan. But J and K were even more sluggish than me last month!
9) Complete 2 more projects from the project box: ok, that was a success. Funny how the "stay at home and putter around" goals got done and the "go out and do something" goals did not.
10) Get spectacular valentine's day presents for the kiddies: done. Love giving books for gifts.
And now on to March:
1) Water intake again
2) 6-8 servings of veggies a day
3) 4 brick workouts
4) 4 books read
5) begin studying for kinesiotaping exam
6) 2 projects done
7) have a great vacation!
8) daily blog post (except for when I'm away!)
9) Go out to the movies with J and K, REALLY!
10) hang out with Nerd!
(ok, maybe they seem kind of lame. I didn't plan ahead and was just winging it. Goals subject to change)
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