Lately (Not that Divine song from 1998)Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Hey, kids! Thanks for putting up with my increasingly noticeable internet absence. Trust me, blogging has not lost its luster; I'm just uber lazy in the winter. As soon as temperatures begin to plummet and it's dark before I leave the office, I go into hibernation mode. Sometimes I blog during my lunch break, but now I spend that time shivering in front of our mini space heater and clutching Joey's warm, fuzzy body against my body because we're cheap and refuse to turn on the heat.
So what have I been up to?
Not much. Not much at all.
Work has been a little cray cray because there's a rush of students wanting to register for spring, but everything outside of work is pretty peachy. In fact, I've come home from work the past several days and have been able to drop my purse on the table, discard my bra and pants, and then veg out in front of the TV until dinnertime. That's almost unheard of for me!
Clayton and I revived our memberships to the YMCA and we've been workout buddies in the evening. Clayton is a night owl and I can either adapt to his nocturnal tendencies, or we could just not spend any time together at all. Since he's the only human being I can tolerate for prolonged periods of time, the latter just isn't not an option for me. So to the Y late at night I go.
I've cut back on my running mileage drastically in order to avoid injury and prevent further burnout, so I've been delighted to do other fitness activities (Who knew how fun the bench press could be? Then again, anything that's not running 20 miles at one time is pretty amazing at this point.) I've been able to try new activities and revisit old favorites and as a result, my puny little biceps are starting to make a comeback.
Last weekend we spent the night up north in Muncie with my sister and her boyfriend and I gotta say, it's the most fun I've had in quite awhile. Chris just moved into his very first house (a house I found online and sent him the link to, by the way. Ahem.) and invited us to hang out in his very awesome (and very large) new space.
Our hosts took us to a quaint little restaurant downtown and then introduced us to their favorite bar. After getting our fill of beer and pool, we came up with the brilliant idea to buy a bunch of junk food and go bowling. We shot-gunned a can of whipped cream in the car (I know how to party) and we capped off the evening eating chocolate and watching The Heat with Sandra Bullock and Melissa McCarthy.
|We went to a restaurant downtown called the Barn Brasserie. They only serve grass-fed meat |
and they make all of their own sauces and condiments! It was delicious!
|The Barn Burger with homemade ketchup (though I think stabbing the bun with a knife before serving it was a bit intense. How do I like my burger cooked? Without a potential felony, please.)|
|I tried quinoa for the first time. I liked it, but it certainly didn't like me back. Flatulence, party of one!|
Let's see, what else has been going on?
The great state of Indiana got slammed with some pretty gnarly storms on Sunday. I think the official count of tornadoes that day was something like eleventy-billion, but if you ask me, even one tornado is one too many. We were fortunate enough to only get ridiculously gusty winds and a few warning sirens, but many cities did not fare quite as well. It always blows my mind that Indiana weather is so unpredictable that we can have snow one week and then 70 degree temperatures and a funnel cloud the next.
In other news, this morning I almost left the house wearing a shirt that was so sheer, I could see my belly button clear as day. Thank goodness I happened to look in a mirror before putting on my coat. This experience has taught me that despite my aptitude for vanity, I clearly don't pay enough attention to how I look when I'm sleepy.
And speaking of vanity, the office located immediately behind mine has a mirror hanging on its back wall and every time that I step out through my back door, I can see my reflection in that mirror. So whenever I sneak out of my office for a bathroom break, it's become a habit to check my hair as I walk past. So yesterday I headed to the bathroom right around 10:00 o'clock as usual, but I must have walked out at a weird angle or something because when I glanced at the mirror, I couldn't see myself. True story: I spent the next several second seriously wondering if I became a vampire.
^^It's moments like these that cause me to marvel at my ability to tie my own shoes and function in public.
What have you been up to?