TGIF...seriously

This was quite possibly the longest week at work ever. The days just would not end and the pile of work on my desk has not gotten any smaller.

But now it's Friday. And the end of day is in sight. I am usually not much fun on Fridays since I'm worn out from the week, but today I'm ready to go. I need to de-stress. Just relax and enjoy myself without worry about what time I get to bed (I hate being tired in the morning).

I'm picky about going out though. I don't do the whole club scene or bars with dance parties. I like bars where sneakers are perfectly acceptable and where trivia is played. I like watching sports on the TVs and not having to scream to hear the person next to me. I like places with good food and long beer lists, but nothing too expensive (not that I don't enjoy a fancy place every now and then). I don't do lines, and I don't do cover charges.

Call it snobby...call it boring...call it whatever. I like to think of it as casual and comfortable.

Weekend Update #2

I know there are weeks when I can't manage one post, but this weekend I've found the time to update not once, but twice. I guess there is just a lot for me to say? Maybe.

So this morning I am enjoying some more quite time in the apartment as the hubs-to-be sleeps off the far too many drinks he had last night. I painted my nails, and have been reading.

Now, I'm about to admit to the world a crazy thing....I am in love with reality TV. I know, I know, it's so horrible, but I can't get enough. I also love gossip magazines like US Weekly. Shameful, but what can I do? I love them.

So what am I reading this morning? A smutty magazine with pictures of people's fashion faux pas? No. I am reading a best-seller....."Sweet Little Lies" by none other than Lauren Conrad. LC from Laguna Beach and The Hills. Yes, she writes. And yes, it's a best seller. I give props where they are deserved, and I love Lauren (which is why I waited in line for four hours to get the book I am currently reading signed by her), but a best seller?

I want to be a writer. I always have. If this trash (that I adore, none the less) can make that list, I think I have a better chance than I thought. At least I hope I could write better than this....

Weekend Update

It's Saturday night and I find myself home early and enjoying my couch. It isn't often that I find myself with nothing to do on a Saturday night, but I can't say I'm not enjoying it. After dinner, the hubs-to-be went out with the boys to help a friend get over a fresh break-up, and I went on my merry way. After the weeks I've been having at work, it's nice to get a little quite time to myself (that I am happily sharing with James Taylor).

Tonight, after some delicious sushi in Kenmore, I did a little shopping (although I am still without a new mouse for my laptop) and saw The Lovely Bones. Now, I'm all for books being turned into movies, but I stand firm that the book is ALWAYS better than the movie, and this case was no different. It's been a while since I read the book, but I know it was better than what I just watched. I can't say it was a bad movie at all, but it felt lacking to me. I don't know what it was missing, but I guess the computer generated scenes took away from what I had created in my imagination while reading. I know that pretty much always happens with the movies from books, but for whatever reason I found this one more difficult to enjoy. Stanly Tucci was sufficiently creepy though...

So at barely 11:15pm on a weekend, I think I'll turn in. My bed is calling, and I can't refuse.

Sad

I intended on posting today, but the day just got away from me.

And it's a sad day because I dropped my BlackBerry and the screen cracked. It's a very sad looking phone now. I'm hoping I can convince the nice people at Verizon to give me a new one, but I just don't think that going to happen (based on my past luck with the people).

At least tomorrow is Friday.

Calling All Slackers

I know I am a blogging slacker. It's really hard to keep up these days with work being nuts. I'm even working at home some evenings to keep on top of the work load. Unfortunately, it's not going so well.

I'm doing well at not slacking at other things though. I didn't make new year's resolutions...I never do...but I always try to better myself. This year I've tried to start that this month. I've been flossing and keeping up on laundry, and even making our bed every morning. This week I've hit the ground running with the no dirty dishes in the sink when I go to bed thing. Hopefully it sticks. This morning was so pleasantly clean.

Today is President's Day and although much of the country is at home enjoying a long weekend, I am at work. I am not thrilled about this, but what can you do? Just work, I guess.

I really need to work on putting more pictures in my blog. If only I had a this camera, I would never stop taking pictures. Siiggghh. Some day.

What a Year Makes

Yesterday I got a tetanus shot and now I think my arm is going to fall off. Not really, but it hurts. A lot. I feel like such a whimp, but it's seriously painful.

I had my annual doctor's appointment yesterday. It was nothing unexpected, which is great. It got me to thinking about where I was at my last appointment, and how much better I am now. Health-wise and life-wise.

It's a great feeling to know that you're headed in the right direction. Maybe next year will be even better?

Morning

I love having time to myself in the morning. There is just something amazingly peaceful about having the apartment be still and quiet and not have ESPN blaring from the television. I get up earlier than I need to, just so I can have that small amount of time. To eat breakfast. To check my email. To not have to pay attention to the other person I live with.

And it's not that I don't very much enjoy paying attention to him, of course (good thing since we're getting married), but rather that I'll be listening to people talk and focusing on a million other things for the rest of the day. The morning moments are my own.

This morning I am up extra early waiting for Peapod. Groceries delivered right to me, what a brilliant idea. Yes, I do feel kind of lazy, but basically I just love it. I do the shopping online, and someone else gets to haul the bags up to my third floor apartment. How could this possibly be a bad thing?

They have not arrived, but my quiet time has been interrupted. I need to get ready, and so he needs to wait for them to arrive (I refuse to answer the door without being fully clothed). And the day has begun.