Month: November 2015

Weekend Things

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You guys, can I just be really open and honest right now?  I feel really really weird posting about trivial things like facials and paella when there are heartbreaking things going on in other parts of the world.  And I’m not even just talking about Paris — though I am so horrified for that beautiful, romantic, magical city we were just in last year for our honeymoon — because there is destruction and sadness all over the world that maybe doesn’t always reach my Facebook news feed and that makes me feel guilty and ignorant and just sort of helpless.  So yeah, I guess I’m pretty confused about how to deal with these feelings and talk about these things and that’s just where I’m at right now.

In other news, Joey and I went to dinner on Friday night and even though my Magic Shroom burger was meh, I’ll take a night out with my husband any day.  And Saturday was so super sweet because I got to have coffee with my mama and then she gave me a massage.  I’m so grateful for her.  And yesterday, I drove Joey down the street to see the progress that’s been made on a house in our neighborhood where an 80-year-old man lives and had a drunk driver crash into his home four years ago.  All the improvements were community funded and I think that’s so incredible and a good reminder that even though there’s a lot of bad in the world, there’s a lot of good too!

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Weekend Things: That Time I Tripped and Fell While Running

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Excuse my “Woe is me!” attitude right now, but as the title of this post suggests, I totally tripped and fell while I was out on a run yesterday and scraped the hell out of my hands.  Besides the constant burning, the worst part is that moving the rest of my hands pulls on the skin around the scrapes and results in me yelling a lot of unladylike words.  So everything is just taking me 10x longer than usual today…

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But back to happier times, like Friday when Joey, my sister and her boyfriend Wayne saw Michael Ian Black at Comedy Works.  If you don’t know who MIB is, you clearly didn’t watch enough VH1 growing up (he was on all the I Love the ’70s, ’80s, ’90s shows) and you seriously need to reevaluate your Twitter follows.  I loved MIB — and laughed when he told this story like I hadn’t already heard it before — but I kinda thought the comedian who went on before him was HILARIOUS and may have liked him better.  P.S. How lucky am I to hang out with my cute little sister two nights in a row?!

Saturday was majorly relaxing.  We both woke up at 7:30 and I was like, “LET’S GO TO SNOOZE!”  Because if you wake up early on Saturday, you must go to Snooze.  It’s the rule, okay?  We showed up to a still calm restaurant, were seated right away and ordered the most decadent “Drunken Punk’n Pancake,” so all was right in the world.  All that feasting made us tired so we went home and lounged around but did manage to go to the grocery, take a drive and go on a walk through Cheesman Park.  It could not have been more beautifully fall there!Read More »