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The Holiday Post

I was in such a bad mood yesterday. Everything was upsetting me and nothing was making me feel better. My Christmas shopping isn’t done, I hate my hair, I don’t get to see my family for the holidays, and when I stepped on the scale, I got the high score.


Just when I was starting to feel a little better later in the day, this happened.


I didn’t even know nail polish bottles could break without some major effort. That happened after a 2 inch fall from my hand to the floor. Polish got all over my bathroom floor, cabinets, and me. Freakin’ awesome.

Anyway, since the holiday season should be filled with cheer and all I’m doing is whining about my first world problems, I thought I would list a few things that make me happy about the holidays in an effort to stop being such a whiney baby.

National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation

Probably my favorite Christmas movie of all time. I swear I laugh every time I see Clark running up the stairs with the squirrel on his back. And apparently you can buy that squirrel.

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Egg Nog

People seem to either love or hate egg nog. I love it. Especially on top of vanilla ice cream. I love it even more now that I found this when searching for pictures of egg nog.


Everything is closed Christmas Day

I always have to be doing something or running errands. It’s annoying. When I’m watching TV, I can’t even make it through a commercial without feeling the need to get up and clean or go somewhere. So I love that Christmas forces me to do nothing and relax. And I love going to the movies on Christmas Day.

Cold Weather

I love the cold. Not that I would know anything about that since it was 85 degrees in Orlando yesterday and my 8 mile run this morning was done in shorts and a tank top. Lame. I am in serious need of a cold front.

Boots and Scarves

It’s a scientific fact that I look better in boots and scarves than in any other article of clothing. Something about the fat calf to double chin coverage ratio that really works for me. Plus, if you wear a scarf just right, you only have to style the top half of your hair.

So tell me, what’s your favorite thing about the holiday season?

Do you and your significant other set a limit on how much money you spend or have a limit on the number of gifts you buy for each other?


I hope you all have a really safe and happy holiday. 🙂


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Low Key Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving started with a workout with our personal trainer, Linda. She opted for cardio since we all have no self-control when faced with large quantities of food. So, we did 5 rounds of:

  • 1/2 mile run
  • 1 minute boxing
  • 1 minute side step-ups on an 18 inch step (20 reps each leg)
  • 1 minute jump rope

Try to do 40 side step-ups in 1 minute. It’s challenging. I think toward the end, I only had 5 seconds to spare in each minute.

For anyone new reading, this is Linda.

That is also when my hair didn’t suck.

After the workout, we got ready to go to the in-laws for dinner and I cannot confirm or deny that I ate a piece of pizza before heading over there. Dinner was at 2:00 pm, so I’m not sure why anyone calls that dinner. But ok. Dinner it is.

Dinner was just the four of us – me, hubs, the FIL, and the MIL. I took about 3 pictures total, so here’s one with the four of us from three years ago at my SIL’s wedding.

By the way, none of us planned the red, black, and white theme and we didn’t even notice until after we took the picture. Also, everyone is in heels or on a step (my MIL) except me and my FIL’s cousin’s husband. If you see tall people in the family, it’s because they married one of us.

The MIL made turkey, ham (for me because I’m not much of a turkey fan), green bean casserole, stuffing, and sweet potato casserole. There were also sliced cranberries, but every year I like to pretend those don’t exist because they are the devil.

My plate looked like this. Times three.

I guess it was times four if you count that the sweet potato casserole gets a plate of its own. I can’t have other food tainting the beauty that is sweet potato casserole. My MIL also cooks carrots just for me (I loooove cooked carrots) and I ate 6 of them. SIX full carrots. That just seems unnecessary.

Everything my MIL made was almost too delicious and better tasting than last year. We mentioned how good everything was and she couldn’t even remember what she did differently.

After dinner, we rolled over to the couch, collectively unbuttoned our pants, and watched Hanna.

I had never even heard of this movie but it was really good.

After the movie, hubs and I headed home, took a nap, woke up, and then ate some more. After we completely defiled our bodies with leftovers, we defiled our livers with some margaritas. Then we defiled our eyes by watching Paul.

I had heard Paul was good. And we both thought it was just ok. It was about as funny as Hot Fuzz, which was barely funny. Now that I think about it, Jim told me Paul was good and he has an unnatural man-crush on Simon Pegg, so maybe I should have taken that into account.  You will never recapture the magic of Shaun of the Dead, Simon Pegg and Nick Frost! You hear me!?

We also watched the Ice Age Christmas special, which was super cute. We’re gonna have to buy that one. 🙂


Today, I plan on avoiding every store. I don’t get the Black Friday thing at all. I would rather pay full price for something than have to deal with all the assholes out there.

If you’re into the Black Friday thing, good luck to you. Also, tell me what awesome deals you got so I can live through you.


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Joe’s Crab Shack

Finally I have a little free time to blog! Gotta love weekend posts that no one reads anyway. But that might make my MIL happy, not that she knows about this blog. But first, let’s get the running stuff out of the way.

Thursday night, I went to the gym to do a tempo run on the treadmill. Just beat the storm.

I did 6.3 miles in 60 minutes that felt pretty good.

  • Mile 1: 10:00
  • Mile 2: 9:41
  • Mile 3: 9:23
  • Mile 4: 9:05
  • Mile 5: 1/2 8:49 – 1/2 8:57
  • Mile 6+: 1/2 9:41 – 1/2 9:23

I tested out my new running shorts. They are a win.

I also tested out some new ear buds I bought the other day.

The regular iPod buds don’t stay in my ears. And the headphones I have that I love make me look like a tool.

The new ones fit inside your ear so they stay in pretty well. I had to adjust them a few times, but a few times in a full hour of running isn’t too bad. Have any of you used these type of ear buds before? It’s like that cloudy hearing you get when your on a plane that’s landing. You can hear your breathing and footsteps. It’s super annoying. I suppose I could try cranking the volume next time, but I also want to be able to hear when I’m 40. So, the search for headphones that I love and make me look like a supermodel continues.

Once I find these, I’m getting them.

Now on to yesterday.

The hubs and I went to a belated Father’s Day lunch with the FIL and MIL.

Blurry is as good as it’s gonna get with this one.

We ended up at Joe’s Crab Shack, which none of us had been to before.

The interior was fun. There was a lot of fishing type stuff hanging on the walls and from the ceiling. You could even read cartoons and sayings on the tables. This one made me giggle like a 2-year old.

(Had to fix the speech bubble cuz it was barely legible.)

Hubs and I have been wanting to replace the light fixture by our front door with something nicer for awhile now. We were super excited when we found the perfect one.

For lunch, hubs ordered the Classic Steam Pot. This reminded us of our friend Steve’s cooking. He’s awesome at making these low country boils, so hubs couldn’t pass it up. I’m getting that bad boy next time because it looked delicious.

I had the blackened mahi sandwich with hush puppies and fries. Only the healthy stuff for this girl.

Before our food came out, our waitress, Rebecca, put a bib on the hubs. He REFUSED to let me take a picture of him in it. Rude.

That’s when I found out something magical. Like, dwarfs and unicorns frolicking under a rainbow magical…

My MIL will pose with anything.

How can I have known this woman for 9 years and just found this out? I think a wonderland of photo opportunity has just opened itself to me. She told me to “delete the bad ones.”          Yes.       I’ll go ahead and do that. Or not.

I didn’t leave her out in the cold though. I did my own share of posing.

Eating a hush puppy held by a crab claw. I can go ahead and check THAT off the bucket list.

Lunch just isn’t lunch unless you play with your husband’s food. (Note to wives everywhere: Husbands love this.)

This morning, I did a 12 mile run with my running group. But I’ll leave that for another post.

Do you get along with your significant other’s parents?


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Reasons My Friends and Family are Awesome

First of all, thank you to all my blog friends and real life friends that left birthday wishes in the blog comments, Facebook comments, and tweets. You guys are seriously the best. I get all giddy reading them because I’m sappy like that.

Today’s been a good day so far. I got up early because I had a headache and couldn’t get back to sleep, so I took advantage of the time and did the dishes, cleaned the bathroom, and picked up around the house. You’re probably thinking, “that is the lamest start to a birthday ever.” But trust me, having everything in order is the only way I can relax later.

After cleaning, I headed to the gym. I copied Michelle and did a tempo run on the treadmill since I hadn’t received my email from my running group yet.

Workout: 6 miles (57 minutes)

It was the best run I’ve had in a LONG time. So good, that every song on my playlist was doin’ it for me. So I’ll post it!

I like my dirty words to stay in my songs, thank you.

Now onto reasons my friends and family are so awesome. It’s because they do things like this for my birthday:

I did know bunnies could write, however.

Once I have alcohol, cupcakes move to the top spot for my heart. Oh, and more alcohol.

And the day isn’t even over yet.

Now, I wouldn’t wish unemployment on anyone that didn’t want to be unemployed. But, I’m a little excited my friend Kristianna is unemployed right now. Because she’s coming over to hang out with me. Smile 

And really, it’s all about me.


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Weekend Timeline

I flew back from San Diego yesterday (and boy are my arms tired). I’ll be here all night, folks! 😉

I didn’t get to blog much over the weekend, so I thought I would do a weekend timeline and sum up the interesting parts instead of doing a bunch of individual posts. So, here we go.


3:00pm:  Leave for the airport.

4:00pm: Take the shuttle to the wrong terminal at OIA. (Letting my awesome shine through.)

6:30pm: Arrive at Dallas/Ft. Worth airport.

7:00pm: Arrive at my next gate and wait for the plane to board.

7:10pm: Tweet something no one else seems to notice.

7:15pm: Get helpful advice from my friend Jim.

9:45pm: Arrive in San Diego, about 25 minutes later than scheduled. Find my brother waiting for me outside baggage claim.

10:15pm: Arrive at 4th and B downtown.

10:20pm: We couldn’t have made better time. The headliner (TV on the Radio) hadn’t come on yet, so the big bro bought tickets to the show.We got a drink and the band came on about 10 minutes later.

The place was really cool inside with all sorts of fun paintings (not pictures) for sale on the wall.

TV on the Radio was surprisingly good. I thought they would be more mellow from what I had sampled from them the day before, but they were pretty rockin’.

We’re pretty sure we had a forgetful bartender, because we’d order one drink and get two. Or three.

In case you’re wondering, those are vodka and soda. They taste like crap, so I put Crystal Light in them.

12:30am: Show ends (That’s 3:30am Florida time in case you’re not keeping track.)

1:00am: Brother suggests going out for a beer. Sugar Free Red Bull says sister is wide awake and ready to go!

1:20am: Stop at a place close to home. Meet a guy named Coconut at the bar that works at Miyabi (a Japanese Steakhouse next door) as a cook. He tells my brother he’s “not that good.”

2:15am: Arrive home. Ready for bed. That’s 5:15am Florida time.


10:00am: Wake up

10:10am: Brother tells me to get ready. The SIL wants to go work out.

11:00am: Arrive with the SIL for a boxing class.

We took an hour long class that included ab work at the beginning, lots of punch sequences, along with push ups, burpees, squats, running, and wall sits.

The class was fun but a little on the disorganized side.

12:00pm: Head back home to shower. Notice this gem in my room.

Not weird at all.

1:30pm: Head over to my Mom’s place.

3:00pm: Go out to lunch at Souplantation and eat mass quantities of salad.

5:00pm: Nap time.

6:30pm: Meet my brother out at El Torito, a great Mexican restaurant, for dinner with the family. (Best guacamole I’ve ever had.)

I had the Fresh Chicken. That corn ball thing is THE JAM. It’s like what corn bread is trying to be but failing miserably. So good. Corn bread…take note.

My brother had fajitas that included the largest spoon known to mankind.

8:30pm: Head over to Mom’s place. (That’s her in the pink behind me. Tell her to wear more pink, it looks good on her!)

9:00pm: Bedtime.


6:30am: Awake. ugh.

6:45am: Go for a run. 6.25 miles circling around hilly ass neighborhoods I didn’t know.

8:00am: Write my one lone weekend blog post about my run.

10:30am: Leave to catch the Coaster train downtown with my Mom.

This one was my Mom’s idea. “Lay on the tracks. That would be funny and not dangerous at all.”

The train arrived and the trip downtown took about 40 minutes.

It was misting and gloomy in the morning, but we still got some great views from the Coaster.

Once we arrived downtown, we walked around for a little bit. San Diego is definitely ready for the Rock n Roll Marathon on June 5th. There were signs everywhere that made me sad I’m not running it.


We ended up at Horton Plaza, a crazy awesome outdoor mall.

Instead of finding that new and unique lunch spot, I found one of the crappiest salads I’ve ever had. The Chop Salad from California Crisp.

Mom had some sushi from another place that was way better, so I stole some of it.

After lunch, we walked back to the train station to catch the trolley and then catch the bus to Balboa Park.

3:00pm: Became San Diego mass transit masters.

We walked around Balboa Park for a few hours and took lots of pictures.


Casa del Prado Theatre.

The Spanish Village Art Studio

Watching the Carousel.

8:00pm: Finally made it home

9:00pm: Happy Hour with the big bro at the same spot we met Coconut. No Coconut this time. Just lots of tequila and beer.

12:00am: Bedtime


8:00am: Arrive at the airport for the flight home.


8:45am: More helpful advice from Jim.

7:30pm:  Hubs picks me up at the airport.

8:00pm: Get home to a house where the Hubs mopped all the tile flooring, cleaned all the laminate flooring, washed the dishes, cleaned the kitchen, bought a new patio set we’ve had our eye on, put up a ceiling fan in the office we’ve been wanting forever, and generally cleaned the entire house. < —– Awesome

11:00pm: Bedtime


So, that was my weekend. It was jam-packed busy, but I had so much fun and I loved seeing my family. (Thanks for all the hospitality Mom, Big Bro, and Janis.)

I usually don’t suffer from jet lag, but I’ve been up since 4:30am this morning because I can’t sleep. It’s 6:00am now and I need to take a shower and get ready for work. *sigh* I should have taken an additional day off work but instead I’ll just look like a zombie today. It’s a good look.

What’s the last awesome thing your significant other did for you?


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An Early Mexican Mother’s Day

A lot of plan rearranging went on this weekend. Besides moving our plans to see Bobby Lee from Saturday to Friday, we also switched Mother’s Day breakfast (with the in-laws) on Sunday to Mother’s Day early dinner on Saturday.

Does anyone feel like their weekends are more stressful and jam-packed than their weekdays? I do. This weekend I have had a love affair with Sugar Free Red Bull.

Since my MIL and FIL are perfectly happy doing the same thing everyday (sitting on the couch) and eating at the same restaurant three times a week (Sweet Tomatoes), the hubs and I decided we’d pick the place for our dinner.

I’m not kidding about Sweet Tomatoes. The employees know them by name and they love every minute of it. It’s like a horrible episode of Cheers, except neither of their names is Norm.

Our choice for dinner: Colibri in Baldwin Park.

Hubs and I have been eyeing Colibri for about 2 years now. We have a habit of seeing new places we want to check out, reminding each other to remember those places, and then forgeting the next morning. This is one of those places we couldn’t remember…for 2 years.

Colibri is a cute little Mexican Restaurant with a great view of Lake Baldwin.

Because we arrived at 4:00pm, the restaurant wasn’t very busy. The service was also really slow which was a bit disappointing. So, while we waited for our food, I made the in-laws model for me. You have no idea how hard it is to get a picture with them both looking normal. It always takes 3-5 pictures to get it right.

Enter into evidence: Eyes closed.

FIL talking at the last minute.

And finally, the cute shot I was waiting for.

Gratuitous shot of me and the hubs since it’s my blog and I like plastering my face all over it.

After our photo shoot, hub’s appetizer arrived. I don’t remember what it was called, but it was a mixture of shrimp, celery, and mango and was the thing my nightmare’s are made of. I don’t do mango. Unless it’s this Mango.

Everyone else liked it, though.

Hub’s had the Pescada de la Plancha which was AWEsome. (Mahi-mahi, grilled veggies, and white rice that could rock your pants off like a Def Leppard concert.)

I ordered the chicken fajitas, which I’m pretty sure is the Mexican equivalent of ordering spaghetti at an Italian restaurant.

Good. But I wouldn’t order it again. I would however, try out Colibri again. They had some $3.50 margarita specials that I’d like to get my hands on.

Tonight we’re off to see Kylie Minogue at Hard Rock Live. I think there’s another Sugar Free Red Bull in my future.

What did you do that was special for your mom today?


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Everything I Know, I Learned from my Mother

It’s Mother’s Day and I want to say Happy Mother’s Day to all the Moms out there, especially to my friends that are parents and the best Mom I know. Mine.


In celebration of Mother’s day, here is a list of the top ten things I learned from my Mom:

1. The phrase, “if it’s free, it’s for me.” She said this to me growing up all the time and now I love free stuff. This may have happened without her clever rhyme, but I can never be sure.

2.  If you think someone is choking on something, but they are coughing, that means they are still breathing and therefore not choking.

3. Expired antibiotics work just as well as unexpired antibiotics.


4.  Bananas are the best cure for diarrhea.

5. It’s ok not to over-protect your children, because they can make their own decisions, learn from them, and still turn out to be good people.

6. My mom is never wrong, and I’m not saying this to suck up. I have literally never known her to be wrong. Sure that can be annoying, but it comes in handy whenever I need advice.

me and mom

7. Your mother will pick up your terrible habits on purpose and annoy you with them – so mind your manners.

8. The best “Mom date” includes some Lazy Boys, a couple of adult beverages, and anything starring Jim Carrey.

9.  Howling at the moon once a month is good for you.

10.  I am lucky to have the best Mama Bird anyone could ask for.


I hope you’re having a fabulous Mama Bird’s Day on the opposite coast as me, Mom. I’ll see you next week!

Baby Bird


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Three Things Thursday

Today, we had no internet at work for the first 2 ½ hours and it was like a system meltdown. People running through the halls looking disheveled, skirts flying in the air, no one knowing what to do, and everyone asking the same questions that no one can answer. It actually made Thursday a little more interesting. 🙂

I, of course, stayed cool, calm, and collected while sipping a 9:00am Diet Coke in a Hawaiian Tropic cozy.

And wrote down reasons why my hair could possibly look so frizzy, with my chicken pencil.

Oh, I didn’t work out last night by the way. I napped and then watched the series premieres of Breaking In (In my mind, Christian Slater is still popular and hot like he was in Heathers) and Workaholics.  Then, I went directly back to bed. Did anyone see Workaholics? That show is funny, but it is on at 10:30 at night for a reason.

Now on to today’s three things: Today’s post is about my older (but not oldest) brother Tom.  

(Oh, and I actually have NO new pictures of Tom. Mostly because I haven’t seen him in person for at least 10 years. 🙁 He was supposed to come to my wedding but he’s had some serious back issues because of an old job and his doctor said no to travel.)

Tom moved to Florida from Illinois shortly after my mom and I. So, I saw him a lot more than Tim when I was growing up. (Tim stayed in Illinois to go to college.)

I'm on Tom's lap in this picture. Lap sit!

Here are my favorite memories of Tom when I was growing up:

1.  Tom lived with my mom and I for awhile when he first moved to Florida. After a couple years, he found his own place. Maybe I was 8 years old? (This is just a guess, I don’t remember my actual age.) Anyway, after he moved out, he would come over every Friday night, pick me up, and take me over to his apartment to hang out, watch movies, and have a sleepover.

Every Saturday morning, we would get up and watch WWF Wresting (when it was awesome) and he’d take me home in the afternoon.

I didn’t realize it at the time, but think about it: A 21 year old (or so) guy who has friends and is old enough to finally go out drinking legally came and picked his little sister up EVERY weekend and hung out with her on Friday night.

That’s a pretty cool brother.

2.  My mom was an RN and worked the night shift. Being a little kid, I was always kinda freaked out to be at home alone so I ALWAYS had to have the closet door closed when I went to bed.

One Friday night, my mom was at work and I was up watching MTV waiting for Tom to come pick me up. I fell asleep in the rocking chair waiting for him and when I woke up, realized he wasn’t coming, and went to bed. I turned the closet light off and closed the door.

A little after midnight, I woke up and found the closet door open and the light on. I laid there and stared at it for awhile because I was trying to remember why I would keep that door open. When I couldn’t think of a reason, all sorts of things started going through my mind. Then I felt something touch my toe, looked at the bottom of the bed, and saw a head duck down.

I screamed bloody murder.

Tom popped up from the bottom of the bed and started laughing.

This is my absolute favorite picture of me and Tom.

We swam a lot.

I have actually never screamed out loud at something that scared me before. So, I’m glad to know at least that when I’m really gonna crap my pants – the vocals are there.

3.  Here’s where we sound like bad people. My brother and I were going to visit my grandpa in the hospital (I can’t remember why he was in there.) We listened to a radio station that had block party weekends, which is basically playing 3 songs by the same artist in a row. Pat Benatar came on and Tom knew I loved her, so we hung out in the hospital parking lot jamming to Heartbreaker and 2 other songs for 15 minutes before going in to visit our grandpa.

We may go to hell for that. But, I think Pat Benatar is worth it.

With my SIL (married to my other brother and my niece who will be 15 next month)

Please ignore all acne.

Honorable mention: He took me to EVERY Arnold Schwarzenegger movie that came out. We pretty much loved anything with Arnold, Dolph Lundgren, and Jean-Claude Van Damme. We are classy.

Note: I did not have to look up the spelling to Schwarzenegger. Good thing I know how to spell that instead of do any type of math.

So, I fessed up to loving Christian Slater, Pat Benatar, Arnold, Dolph, and Jean-Claude all in one post. Now tell me who you still love from the 80s/90s?


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