trying

so i was just in the middle of a google doc, typing up a lengthy post about a recent trip to starbucks and how that got me thinking....well, thinking about how i am amazed that most people can make it through the day without causing some sort of catastrophic event due to their own stupidity. but crap, my story was so boring that i was even bored of writing it.

i also though that maybe i'm not immune either, and some other sarcastic, bad-tempered, tired, hot and hungry 20 something believes me to be someone who can't get out of their own way on a daily basis either. so i will spare you the story about the guy who had never been in a starbucks before. (how does that happen btw?)

instead i will delete that doc and move on to other stories that highlight he fact that my coworkers can't get out of their own way either.

shopping trip

recently, most of my shopping trips have been to two places, the grocery store and cvs. the whole mouth wired shut bit on the husband's part has certainly changed my buying habits. i have been stocking up on liquids of all kinds- rice milk, soy milk, fortified soy milk, oat milk, almond milk, and something called mimic creme as well as juice and liquid meds like childrens advil and benedryl and the like. yesterday was great though. during a lunch hour trip to cvs i bought us both some treats.

check out my sweet cvs pickup....



















i wonder what the checkout lady thought. i wonder what kind of coupons i'll get next time i go. oh and the enema kit...not used for it's intended use. not even close. and somehow i lost the magazine last night while out with my mother. wft?

an ah-ha moment

when you open the container of restaurant style hummus to put some on a sandwich, you don't have to eat the whole container. you can just eat some of it and save the rest for tomorrow. (as long as you hide it in the bottom drawer of the office fridge)

custom holiday ride

i have been on the look out for the awesome custom holiday rides that hit the streets about this time of year. the pickings have been rather slim, and even though i drive around with my camera on my lap waiting i have only been able to capture one holiday picture:


i did however see a station wagon dive by with a fully light christmas tree strapped to the roof. i missed my shot on that one.

now, in my quest, i also stumbled upon this truck. of course i was jealous that my car isn't camo.

i also drove by a truck that was outfitted with one of those leaf-sucking machines. the chief leaf-sucker had also mounted a large stuffed animal to the front that was appropriately wearing a "party animal" t-shirt. i've really got to step up my custom game on the forester.

an hour

why is it that sometimes you can cram so much in a hour while other times you can waste an hour away in the blink of an eye? today during lunch i ran two errand and picked up a couple items at whole foods. i made it back to the office in 60 minutes. i was amazed when i got back to my desk and i was right on time. it seemed so odd that i could have accomplished that much. some days it takes me an hour to do nothing but go down the street, buy a sandwich and eat it. it takes about 2 hours to watch a movie. and then you could think about all the time spent watching tv or sitting in traffic- eeek!

of course its all about how present i am in the moment. i was thinking about this too on the way home. when sitting in traffic the time drags- because i desperately want out of the moment. but my yoga class is only an hour and every week it flies by, but i feel each of those moments as i am paying attention to them. and today while running my errands i was in the moment. now that i am thinking about it- i was on a mission to get a few things accomplished. i wasn't thinking about work or christmas or chores. i wasn't worrying about stupid stuff or trying to accomplish more than i could manage. i was just getting stuff done.


(there have been few pictures because i lost the camera batter charger and i am afraid that i will run out of battery and miss something awesome. so put that on my list to accomplish ... get new battery charger)

resolution

ok so i might have a problem. but i doubt it. i can stop any time i want....i swear.

basically these are my favorite candy. i love eating them. i mean i've never been able to understand that commercial where you could hear the sound they make but whatever. thing is that lately i have been buying them too many days a week during lunch time. this should really stop. there is no need to consume this much sugar. so yesterday i decided that this was it. no more peppermint patty buying at lunch. i would go cold turkey and give them up until after christmas.

and wouldn't you know.... today i went out for lunch and when i returned someone had placed a peppermint patty on my desk! a secret gift if you will! i figured it would be bad luck no to eat it so i did...so um starting tomorrow....no mor peppermint pattys until after christmas.

live time travel

during one of my lunch time drives last week i was flipping through the radio channels and I was transported through time. i stopped on bcn for a while. now, wbcn is famous for two things: 1. low-brow college dude humor and 2. playing bad music from the 90's. (I listen for the low-brow humor). what they were playing transported me back in time....i alone by live. oh my- I would actually feel good if you had no idea what I was talking about but well, you probably do know this song. if for some reason you like this band, well, I can't appologize they were bad and they never wore shirts.

first I was transported back to a time in high school when my best friend and I would have all night beavis & butthead marathons that occasionally included drinking wild turkey. i distinctly recall a skit where beavis & butthead make awesome amounts of fun of the shirtless lead singer of live who also had a really long rat-tail/pony tail hair do. i believe they called him out as looking like one of those dolls that you pull the string on the back.....oh the low-brow.....

fast forward a few years to freshman year of college. I lived in a small house on campus with a slew of theater geeks. (i was unaware that my school would be crawling with theater geeks. could this fact have led me to transfer?) i lived on the second floor of this funky modern house. it was my first week of school, I was in my dorm room all by myself in the middle of the afternoon. it was september and the windows were open. out of the blue I hear super loud music coming through the floor and the open windows. live was being pipped through my house. then suddenly someone was singing along....but not just rockin' out like a wanna be front man....no this was full on musical style operatic singing. i could practically see the jazz hands through the floor. this singing went on for quite a while. i could tell it was a guy but wasn't sure of who it was, but man he kept on singing. i think he made it through the whole album. I found out later that this top notch performer was this chubby kid dave who lived downstairs. he thought he was quite good at singing and wondered why anyone wouldn't sing along to live as he thought they were "awesome". it seemed he didn't hear the difference between his voice and theirs. he was a weird kid. the husband met him and I'm sure he would back me up on this.

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in other news i'll be in florida for the rest of the week. i will try to post but no promises unless I get a really sweet pic of me and the mouse....

low point, high snack

I can't lie- I hit a very low point today while at work. I was so frustrated, so annoyed , so crazed that I had to answer yet another DUMB question that I almost cried. It was bad because they were not tears of anger peaking over my eyelids...they were tears asking me to abandon ship. I felt like giving up. I wanted desperately for about 30 long seconds to throw in the towel, rip my insurance license to shreds, cross the CIC off my business card and put my email on "out of office"- permanently. Of course I pulled it together, took a deep breath and got up from my chair. I drank some water and answered the poor fool who didn't have a clue as to what he was doing. I ate my lunch soon after and then I left the office without a destination in mind. My little car must have felt my disgruntled mind and steered me toward the coffee shop- for a nice, cold refreshing iced soy latte. it was good. it lifted my spirits and seems to have pumped me with enough caffeine to have made dinner, walk the dog, do a yoga work out, wash the floor and change the sheets on the bed. thank goodness for ability to get out at lunch and refresh with a simple cold beverage.