As promised

 

King Friday

Hold your comments.  I know I just titled my post a day of the week again... but it's the F-word that everyone loves.... FRIDAY.  Man, has this week dragged on.  But alas, Friday is here!  Isn't there something magical about Friday?  Rest, just around the corner.  There are jeans, paychecks, and casual conversations of "what are you doing this weekend?" and 48 hours ahead of nothing but time that you can do with what you choose.  Oh, bliss.

If Friday weren't so wonderful... Mr. Rogers wouldn't have a best friend named "King Friday."

Happy Friday everyone!  Have a flavored coffee and sip on the possibilities.

Fear

Coming Soon:  Embarrassment.

Okay... so for some reason I decided it would be a good idea to run with Gretchen in the Race for the Cure.  It's a 5K, and it's this Sunday.  I have only run in one 5K before, and I came in DEAD LAST.  Seriously.  Want Proof?http://starcitystriders.com/Results/jingle/jingle01/jingleage011.htm

Dawn Pellas and I only ran a couple of minutes the whole time.  It was all fun and good, I got a long sleeved t-shirt out of it.  But I'd be lying if I played this whole thing off.  The truth is, I didn't really find it all that funny that I came in last.  I'm a pretty competitive person... I like to do well in everything that I do.  That's why I like to stick to things I'm good at!  So... here I am, what?  4 years later... 30 pounds lighter... hoping for the best... but just praying that I don't come in last again.

I am scared.  I don't feel ready.  It's like a final.  I wish I was ready, but I haven't really prepared.. or studied, now I'm going to try to pull it off anyway.  Whew.  I hope adrenalin is all it's cracked up to be.

Lost in Translation

Okay... so for the past couple of weeks, I have been admittedly OBSESSED with this song... even though I had NO IDEA what it said.  I don't speak french, I don't read french, but it sounds beautiful:

J'ai deux amours (Madeleine Peyroux)

On dit qu'au delà des mers
Là-bas sous le ciel clair
Il existe une cité
Au séjour enchanté
Et sous les grands arbres noirs
Chaque soir
Vers elle s'en va tout mon espoir

J'ai deux amours
Mon pays et Paris
Par eux toujours
Mon cœur est ravi
Manhattan est belle
Mais à quoi bon le nier
Ce qui m'ensorcelle
C'est Paris
C'est Paris tout entier

Le voir un jour
C'est mon rêve joli
J'ai deux amours
Mon pays et Paris

Manhattan est belle
Mais à quoi bon le nier
Ce qui m'ensorcelle
C'est Paris, c'est Paris tout entier

Le voir un jour
C'est mon rêve joli
J'ai deux amours
Mon pays et Paris

Enter the beauty of Google.  Have you ever translated anything?  It's instant.  Google is so smart.  If I had a dog, I'd name him Google.  Cute puppy name, yeah?  That's beside the point... so here's what Google says my current jam says in english:

One says that beyond the seas   Over there under the clear sky   There is a city   With the magic stay   And under the large black trees   Each evening   Towards it from all my hope goes away     I have two loves   My country and Paris   By them always   My heart is charmed   Manhattan is beautiful   But what good is it to deny it   What bewitches me   It is Paris   It is entire Paris     To see one day   It is my pretty dream   I have two loves   My country and Paris     Manhattan is beautiful   But what good is it to deny it   What bewitches me   It is Paris, it is entire Paris     To see one day   It is my pretty dream   I have two loves   My country and Paris

mediocre monday

What do you think of me titling posts by the day of the week?  I think it's kind of weak.  I'm low on creative juice.  Bear with me.  I was really REALLY really late this morning.  I left my house late, then got trapped in the Parkway traffic warp for like 45 minutes!!  Thankfully I had KT Tunstall to jam out to.  I got to work just in time to walk into the morning meeting with everyone saying things like "there she is," and "we're just glad you're okay."  Hmm.  Thanks for noticing, but no thanks.  I was a bit embarrassed.  It passed quickly however, and soon we were on about our merry news day. 

Tonight I made a discovery.  For the past few years, I have had these mysterious bleach spots showing up on my towels.  Not too big of a deal since I don't pump a lot of money out on things like towels... but I did always wonder where the bleach spots came from.  Ha!  I, the great scientist, have figured it out!  Benzoyl Peroxide. I know because the green washcloth I washed my face with last night is the latest victim.  I'm really giving this ProActiv bo-bo stuff a chance, I tell ya!

Everwood was sooo good tonight.  I just love that show! And Gilmore Girls, which I thought was ending last week... but much to my surprise and pleasure, there's one more night!  Tomorrow night.  I read today that it will be the show's last night with its creator, Amy Sherman-Pallidino.  Too bad.  I saw her on the DVD, and it's obviously clear her writing style drives the show.  I'll still hang.  Tonight I watched a new show I'm a little skeptical of... "What About Brian" on ABC.  First of all... it's hard to get past thinking Barry Watson isn't Matt from 7th Heaven.  I can tell I'm in the beginning stages of falling for this show.  But, much like a relationship... I'm skeptical.  What if it doesn't work out?  What if it's canceled... and I'm all alone on a Monday night at 10... with nothing to watch?  Ever since Swan's Crossing dissed me after school in 7th grade, I've had a wall up.  Broken hearted TV habits.  This is why I like to stick with the stuff you can count on, like the news!

I had big plans on making fun of David Blaine and his week in a giant bubble tonight.  But I clicked over during the commercials and saw they were giving him oxygen.  I can't, in my right mind, make fun of a guy who's on oxygen.  David, you're off the hook.

sunday night

  There are good and bad things about Sunday night.  Good = nice reflective time, relaxed mode... time to unwind, clean, get ready for the week ahead.  There's hope too... a new week ahead.  The bad, there's a whole week of work ahead!  Ahh!  And it's May.  A rough and tumble time in local TV news.  It's a very important ratings period.  My boss said Friday, "A good May book is a good summer."  No pressure, seriously... thanks.

I have had a great weekend.  I downloaded some really good cds:

With all of this good music, I just wanted to listen and listen and listen... so I did.  I was fairly productive... laundry, cleaning, cooking etc.

I'm a little frustrated with my face right now.  Seriously, I thought acne was supposed to be an adolescent problem.  Apparenly my face got the memo about 10 years late.  I have zits on my forehead and my chin!! Ew! And when I get a zit... it's a big one.  My face doesn't play around.  Like the rest of me, it's all or nothing.  I get these giant, painful puss filled monsters that leave their evil red marks behind for months.  So, it's war.  Oh yeah.  I went to Sam's Club and bought this stuff that's supposed to be like ProActiv, you know the Jessica Simpson advertized stuff?  We'll see if it works.  If I look like Jessica Simpson in two weeks... I'll be happy.

Speaking of her... so Nick Lachey has it going on these days.  Seriously.. he has a new infomercial out about Core Strength... some kind of exercise DVD or somethign... He does a lot of sit ups on one of those giant inflatable balls.  It's nice!  I can always feel myself getting wooed by infomercials.  I'm such a marketer's dream!! And Nick Lachey's new song, "What's Left Of Me," is pretty good.

Last night I hung out with people from work... had a blast... I also had curly hair. (it was all an attempt to draw attention away from the Appalachian Mountains forming on my forehead and chin)

Well.. that's just about all for now.  A chilled weekend.  A good thing.  Ready for a new week?  Ready or not.. here it comes!

Oh, also this weekend, I got a new scanner/printer and it's sweet!  I'll scan some of the hilarious pictures my Granny sent me of me and my brother when we were little.  Coming soon. Laughs guaranteed.

Favorite Things

Every year Oprah has this special show that gets ridiculous ratings called "My Favorite Things." She gives away awesome stuff like cars, computers, ipods.. you get the point.  No, that wasn't her show today... you didn't miss anything.  Seriously, today she had Teri Hatcher, and I only saw like the last 5 minutes of the show.. but I'm thinking, yeah.. you didn't miss much.  Apparently Teri Hatcher has a book called "Burnt Toast" or something. There, you're all caught up.

Back on task... So today I experienced a couple of my favorite things.  The smell of summer rain and a long, hot bath.  Yes, in that order... but there was a bunch of random stuff in between... all of it quite regular and not worth writing home about.  But I was just thinking of listing my favorite things... so here goes:

1. Chocolate Turtle Ice Cream from Bruster's (my new vice... it's on the way home from work, darn it!)

2.  Chef Boyardee's Spaghetti and Meatballs (total comfort food, always handy)

3.  The smell of summer rain (you know what I mean by this -- that smell after it rains when it's warm... it kind of stinks and smells good at the same time, I dig it)

4.  New shampoo and conditioner (always an adventure... and a splurge since I never really need to buy this, I have so much)

5.  The feeling of freshly brushed teeth (nothing else like it)

6.  The internet (seriously, how did people survive 10 years ago without it?)

7.  A long hot bath (even better if you have a good smelling candle and a good magazine... tonight I had both)

8.  A good book (one that makes you dream and think)

9.  A new CD (or these days, a new download)

10.  Ann Taylor Loft (Ann Taylor is my hero... so is Kate Spade, but I can't afford her, so Ann & I are tight)

Of course, there are many more... and it varies all the time... if I were making this list any other night, perhaps the top 10 favorite things would be different. Be that as it may, this is where I stand in this moment.  If I could just add a couple more things... they would be a really good night's sleep (which I feel coming on right now) and the Today Show (which I will blissfully experience shortly after my good night's sleep)

Hope all is well.  We are so blessed, yeah?  Life is Good... or at least that's what the shirt I'm wearing right now says.  So true.

three step program

   

home plate

If you've lived in the United States of America for, well, at least a summer... you're familiar with Home Plate.  It's the sacred spot on the baseball diamond.  It's where it all starts... and if you're doing well... where it's going.  Just to tap it is important, and sweet.  Last week, after my eventful week with Ann, my little visit with Dawn (sorry if this is a little confusing... I'm posting it in chronological order, but you're reading it backwards... bear with me, use your imagination... or scroll down and read up... whatever works) I went home for a long weekend.  I put 1000 miles on Max.  He didn't mind.  I had such a great trip.  Sunroof open.  Good tunes.  It rocked.  And I ate more steak last weekend than I've eaten in the last year!  It was awesome!  It was so great to see my family.  My mom, my sister and her husband, my precious nephews, my dad, my granny... everyone.  Oh, how I miss them.  Here are a few pictures taken at Tracy's:

   

Also while I was home I was able to meet my friend Susan's baby boy, Christopher.  He was sleeping, so I didn't disturb him for a picture... but trust me.  He is perfect.  So perfect.  Susan, congratulations.  Enjoy him.

old friend, new do

Also new in my life since I last blogged at any length.. is my hair.  Michael the marvelous worked a wonder with a diffuser.  Not sure if I spelled that correctly.  It's the thing that comes with a hair dryer that I usually throw away.  Now I need to go out and buy a new hair dryer so I can have the attachment.  I was a bit skeptical, but I liked it when he was done.  My hair looks red in this picture, that's not true... probably bad lighting.  This is what you get when you take a picture of yourself in your own car, driving.

  That same night, I met up with an old friend I worked with about 3 years ago.  Dawn Pellas!! She was in town visiting family, and by the way, interviewing for a job at the station (keep your fingers crossed) we met up at Denny's and got caught up over things like french fries and a super bird.  Super Bird.  What a name for a sandwich.  It was greasy and good. The meal that is, Dawn is not greasy at all.  She is so cute and funny and I had a blast "rollin' out" old school style with her!  I miss that girl!