My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

Yay!  New episodes of Futurama in 2008.  Yeah, I’m a geek.  Like y’all didn’t already know.  =)

I had decided awhile back that I really needed to empty out my closet and donate all the items that I don’t wear anymore, even if I’m CONVINCED I will one day wear them again.  This has subsequently left a large vacuum in my closet which must be filled with new summer clothes. 

Being a reasonably diligent person, I promptly set about filling the vacuum.  =)  I’d already posted about the pick me up dress.  With some perserverance, I managed to track down that tank top I loved at an actual, physical store (there’s an alternative to online shopping?).  I also purchased a few basic items from Banana Republic.  Oh, and this cornflower blue dress, this jade halter top, and this striped halter top. 

The good news is everything was on sale.  The bad news is “sale” doesn’t mean “free.”   

A lot of people have commented that since I’m running so much nowadays, I must be able to eat anything I want to and still lose weight.  How wrong they are.

Went running this morning with my running group.  We decided to run 9 miles.  After we finished our 9 miles, I thought, “Hm, if I run another 7 miles, I’ll be able to have another piece of chocolate (which Roomie had bought me either because she knows I’m stressed about work and thought chocolate would help or because she has a nefarious reason for fattening me up).”  So despite having to run the last 7 miles by myself and wasting valuable time in which I should have been working, I sucked it up and continued my run.  Just so I could have another piece of chocolate when I finished.

…which would have been all well and good if I’d only had the planned 2 pieces.  But instead, I had 5. 

And that is why, despite all this running, weight loss is really a zero sum game for me.  (Yes, I know I’m the only player and therefore it’s not a true zero sum game, but work with me people!).

I miss it.  I was listening to a song from its soundtrack today as I slaved away on a motion that’s due Monday, and thought, “Huh, I miss this show.”  I miss checking in with Meredith, Christina, McDreamy, Bailey and the rest of the characters.  I miss watching it on Sunday.  I miss talking about it on Monday.   

I think sitting alone in front of a computer all day on a beautiful Saturday is driving me slightly batty…slightly more coherent post when I’m done with this motion.  Maybe. 

Astonishing display of social ineptitude on my part at a party yesterday.  You know those people you watch and wince in sympathy for because they’re so painfully awkward in a social setting?  Yeah, that was me last night. 

To make myself feel better, I bought this dress this morning:

I’m feeling moderately better already.  Thank god for retail therapy.

I think this top would cure me entirely.  If only they had my size…or anything reasonably resembling my size.  I’d be willing to gain a few extra pounds (oh, the sacrifice!) to fit into it.  =)

Hope you all are able to usher in the official start of summer and enjoy the extra long day of sunshine today! 

I’m spending the rest of this week and a good portion of this weekend in the office, but am sneaking out for a hike Saturday morning (shhhh…) and hopefully going on a longish run Sunday.  Haven’t run more than 13 miles in awhile (mostly through lack of time) and am impatient to do some longer runs.  I’m hoping to stay in marathon shape, even though my next marathon isn’t until October.  Speaking of which, if anyone wants to do a full or half marathon in SF in October, and support a great cause while you’re at it, shoot me an email!

Take it easy all and have a great rest of the week!

It’s surprising, the weight of things people carry.  Sometimes you’ll see it in their eyes, before they can hide it.  Sometimes you’ll feel it in a quick nervous gesture or hear it in a half spoken thought.  Most of the time though, you won’t know anything’s there at all. 

If you know me, or have ever met me, you’ll know I complain a lot.  Mostly about trivial things.  It’s what I do.  And it’s mostly in jest.  I’ve been described as stoic.  Also in jest.  I’m anything but, except when it comes to things that actually matter.  I’m coming across something that actually matters and I’d forgotten how hard silence is.  Not that one has to carry heavy things in silence, but some things are too hard to carry if you always have to acknowledge that they’re there.  You can’t really talk about it until it’s almost gone.  You walk around with it, feeling its weight at times and ignoring it as best you can, until one day it feels lighter and you realize you’re ready to let it go.  And if you’re lucky, there’s someone there to listen.

(Sorry, I didn’t mean for this post to be as cryptic as it ended up being. Just some things floating around my head and details I don’t want to get into – either because they aren’t my details to share or because I’m just not ready to get into them.  And I know I’m very fortunate in that I have a lot of amazing someones to listen.)

Groan.  Ate too much and did too little this weekend.  Planned a hike.  Didn’t make it.  Planned a long run.  Didn’t make it.  Planned to go into the office.  Didn’t make it.   You get the idea.  Should have planned a nap so at least I could have checked something off the list.

Saw Cars.  Super cute.  May have teared up a bit.  Stay for the closing credits.  Best closing credits ever.   

Bought a new summer dress.  Much cuter (and more slimming) than pictured. 

Did I mention I ate a lot?  I did.  A lot.  Groan.

I was talking to one of my best friends recently about our respective jobs.  I’m a lawyer.  She does marketing for a high profile company.  We both work crazy hours.  We make a good living.  We’re doing what women before us fought for.  We’re treated as equals to men (for the most part).  We should be happy.

Instead, we’d like to make widgets.  There’s something satisfying about having a finished physical product and knowing when a task is complete, in seeing the tangible connection between your efforts and the end results.  We both realized we missed that in our jobs.  There’s a sense of incompletion when tasks merely lead to more tasks.  When paper begets more paper. 

Then again, I’m sure if I was making widgets, I’d fine something to complain about then too!  =)  

I vaguely remember being interesting.  You know, reading stuff and watching shows and occasionally even doing stuff?  It’s dawned on me recently that I can’t remember the last time I sat down and read a quality book (well, I recently finished the first book in a science fiction/fantasy series Roomie sent me from the UK, but that doesn’t count).  Or the last time I read the newspaper.  Or the last time I volunteered for a good cause.  Sad. 

On the other hand, I’m much more informed about celebrity gossip and fashion that I’ve ever been before.  Even sadder.

I promise to become more interesting.  Really.  I mean it this time!

I blame living in LA a bit and work a lot (as always).  Still swamped.  Took my first deposition this week.*  I was thrown a curveball, but it went better than expected overall.**  I think.  In any case, I’m glad I survived! 

* For my non-lawyer friends, taking a deposition means you arrange for a court reporter to be present while you ask a “witness” (anyone who might have information pertaining to the case) questions.  The witness is usually represented by counsel, who is defending the deposition (making objections and whatnot).  The witness is usually affiliated with the other party but can sometimes be an uninterested third party. 

** At least I think the phrase is “thrown a curveball.”  Whatever.  Basically, I was surprised.

I am very, very tired.

I also love unexpectedly getting beautiful flowers personally delivered to my office!  =)

To start, I love this dress (slip?) by Luisa Beccaria.  I have no idea how one would actually get away with wearing it, but it’s absolutely gorgeous.

Also, while I was (very briefly and primarily window) shopping yesterday, a woman behind me exclaimed, “Wow, what a great bag!”  Hoping she was talking to me, I turned around.  Turns out she was a bag designer and loved the bag I was carrying!  She even asked to take a picture of it.  I love random compliments from strangers on my purses.  =) 

As T noted, it could very well have been the highlight of my day… had it not been for the super fantastic birthday dinner I had with some amazing people later that night.  Thanks again all.  And special thanks to the Frog for suggesting and organizing it.  I’ve amassed (stolen?) a fantastic group of friends in LA.  They’re a kind, generous, hilarious, gregarious, witty and wonderful bunch of people.  I love you guys.  Despite the pain that is turning 28, it’s been a really good year and I’m looking forward to the next one. 

And to all my non-LA located friends (who are equally stellar), I missed you and wish you all could have been there.  I love you all too. 

Birthday’s coming up.  I’m feeling old, although I was feeling much better about my age while in Cabo.  I was – wait for it – CARDED at a club in Cabo!  (*Happy dance*)  I was thrilled to be carded, even more so when I realized the legal drinking age in Mexico is 18!  This incident actually fit quite well into the theme of the trip, as everyone who chatted with us was between the ages of 19 and 25.  It was the littlest bit flattering.  =)