Bad Idea...

Here's a thought: if your stomach has been bothering you for the past two days, running is not a good idea. Even if you've been feeling better for the past 6 hours...

I've got a half-marathon to run on Sunday.  Taking it slow for the rest of the week might be a good idea...

Words to Live By When Things Get Tough...

"Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together."

~Elizabeth Taylor

Happiness Is...

The Danger of Gooey Cookies...

Sometimes they fall apart during the trip between the cookie sheet and the cooling tray.  Perfectly formed or not, they still taste delicious...

Sorry...

To the one person that maybe happens to stumble upon this blog, I'm sorry that I haven't been keeping it as up-to-date as I should be.  By the time I sit down in the evening, I have roughly 11 hours of work, an hour or so at the gym, shower, and a slightly disturbing amount of time spent picking out the next day's outfit behind me.  I feel like a bit of a zombie by the time I sit down.

Rough approximation of me by 10 p.m.

And honestly, my life hasn't really been too interesting as of late to warrant many posts.  This weekend, I saw two movies ('Paul' and 'The Lincoln Lawyer') and got a much needed Brazilian Blowout (hair straightening, not some new kind of torturous wax).  I also channeled Martha Stewart and baked a nice big dinner for myself (stuffed red peppers and breaded spicy zucchini sticks) so I can just throw food in to the microwave when I get home from work.

So that's it.  That's my weekend.  That's my life.  It's not incredibly interesting, but I really am going to try and update more often.  If for no other reason than to post things like this:

"Oh just remember, the telephones, well they're workin' them both ways..."

I may or may not be guilty of *slightly* obsessively checking my phone to see if anyone has called.  Maybe it's broken?  Maybe if I stop checking it, it'll actually ring?  Maybe I should just give up?  Sigh...