Month: September 2012

Weekend Things

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I love mornings like this.

Lemon cornmeal pancakes.

My apartment is cool and quiet.  Joey came home from playing poker with the guys at 3 AM, so I know I have this quiet apartment to myself till at least noon.  Or at least until 9 when he’s requested I wake him up for Pancake Sunday.

What the inside of a peach pit looks like.

And I’m still in a good mood from spending Saturday night with my mom and sister.  We drank beer, followed by chocolate covered almonds, followed by ice cream.  Followed by my mom snoring on the couch with her eyes still open.  Don’t ask, I didn’t quite understand it myself.

As much as I obsess, complain and stress about my “professional life,” I have it pretty good.  And I have so much outside of work to be grateful and happy about.  I definitely realize that I’m the kind of personal who gets worked up very easily.  And once I do, it spirals into a mess of negativity and emotional meltdowns.  I’m working on it.

Sperry’s on sale.

Cherry tomatoes at the market.

Stumbled upon an artisan market in Boulder.

Weekends give me a new perspective and the chance to remember that I’m only 23.  And that I should simply be enjoying life.  Not stressing out about it.  So if anything, this is a message to myself.  And in the words of the great Bob Marley (and my sister the other day), every little thing, is gonna be alright.

New watch.

The one who keeps me sane with the watermelon my sister-in-law gifted us.

Happy Sunday.

This Week I…

Lauren8 Comments

Gave two weeks notice at work.

I could devote an entire post to this topic but I imagine it would be extremely boring, so I’ll give you the bullet point version.  Minus any actual bullet points.  I hate my current  job and there’s an opening at Joey’s office.  Honestly, I know I should be happy to move on, but for some reason, I don’t feel that happy about it.  I just feel like I’m moving from job to job without actually going anywhere.

Had to come to terms with the fact that football season has begun.

I sat next to this on Wednesday night.  And in case you can’t tell what “this” is.  It’s a Dallas Cowboys zombie.  There shall be no intelligent conversations, or really any conversations at all during this time.  Anything I say will be in one ear and out the other.  Majorly boring.

Annoyed Joey by having a phone conversation with my mom during the Cowboys game.

She told me a story about how my dad was at Whole Foods trying to choose between two rotisserie chickens, when a man walked up, took one of the chickens and it ended up being one chicken in a mirror.  

Commenced operation “Eat a bag of peaches before summer ends, or mold starts.”

Was reminded that the work week should always be four days long.

Took a walk and realized how perfect dusk is.

Treated myself to a weeknight mani/pedi.  

Because I could.  You know what takes all the fun out of a mani/pedi?  Knowing that the mani/pedicurist is tired and just wants to go home.

Realized I’ve been spending too much time on my phone.

Gave in and cracked open a can of pumpkin.

And made an amazing pumpkin pizza dough.  You can’t actually taste a difference but pumpkin has the tendency to make things fluff up.  I’m all for fluffy pizza dough.

 Daydreamed about it being the weekend.
It’s finally here!  Go enjoy yourselves.