January 13, 2010

Think…then speak

I’m tired this morning. I think I stayed up too late last night, which at 11 p.m. is late for me these days. I have been rather enjoying the luxury of going to bed at a reasonable hour, or even early (one night it was before 9) without worrying that I’m missing an opportunity to get homework done. Early to bed equals early to rise, so I’ve reinstated my gym routine and am now happily (and sleepily) rolling out of bed at 5:10 a.m. to pull on work-out clothes before bundling up to freeze in the car for two miles. When the weather breaks I may try riding my bike up there, but no way am I climbing on that thing when it’s four degrees.

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January 12, 2010

Go Conan

Not that it means anything to anyone, but I feel compelled to voice my support for Conan O’Brien, current host of The Tonight Show on NBC. The guy is getting royally boofed by his network, and worse, it’s all public.

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January 5, 2010

Tonight’s goal: sloth

Five days into 2010 and I am loving this new year. Sunday I renewed my gym membership, and Monday morning I hit the treadmill. My cardiovascular stamina is non-existent, but that’s to be expected after two years of the sitting-on-my-ass exercise routine. Two miles yesterday morning, two more today. Mentally, I fell back into the gym like not a day had passed, which was something I had worried about. I mean, a lot changes in your brain in two years. What if I didn’t like it anymore? Turns out I still adore it, and realized again just how much I had missed it. My gym did get new treadmills, though, which have been a pain to figure out. First, they have fancy schmancy touch screens that you actually have to read just to turn the damn thing on and get moving. Second, they no longer have little fans on either side of the display, which doesn’t sound like much but which feels good when one is dripping in sweat. Minor hindrances in my quest to reclaim my body.

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January 1, 2010

Happy New Year!

It turns out that Dick Clark isn’t the only person who can have a rockin’ New Year’s Eve. The cousins all gathered around the television last night to play Rock Band, and let me tell ya, we are a bunch of pretty talented people.

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December 29, 2009

We’re boring, and we love it

Okay, so I said I’d be back to regular blogging now that we’re done with our MBAs, but I didn’t count on Christmas sucking up every bit of spare time. Today was the first day in weeks that was awesome in its completely boring routine. Got up, went to work for awhile, went to lunch with M and Zozer, worked some more, came home and went to look at Christmas lights before dinner with the extended fam (shout out to the Floridians for coming to the Lou!).

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December 23, 2009

Merry Friggin’ Christmas

I’m buried in wrapping paper and presents. We purchase so many gifts every year that we have to have a spreadsheet to track them all, lest we forget someone. Personally, I’d be fine with a hand-written list jotted on the back of a Christmas card envelope, which is how I used to do it. But someone in my house firmly believes that all of life can be neatly categorized in Excel spreadsheets, and so that’s what we do. Don’t tell him I said this, but it’s actually quite handy as we have a running record of our gift giving and it’s saved us from giving the same thing twice. I even created a tab for my Christmas card list, so I’m being sucked right into the nerd vortex that swirls around my husband.

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December 19, 2009

Logic

This morning, I begged Zoe to get dressed. “C’mon, Zo, we have to leave to go Christmas shopping. Please get dressed.”

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December 18, 2009

I heart my softbox

Several months ago I attended a seminar on using a flash for studio lighting, how to get a more natural look, etc. It was a good seminar. I bought a few things, including my very first softbox. I’ve wanted a softbox for about as long as I can remember, but normally a softbox is a big investment. You don’t just buy the box, you have to buy a light and a powerpack and a lightstand. Then you have to buy a transmitter and a receiver so your camera can remotely fire the light.

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December 17, 2009

Chocolate’s ailment

Many times, Zoe’s “babies” have the same ailments as she. Hoot has thrown up (as you all know) and had sore feet and knees (owls have knees?) and tummy aches. A few weeks ago, he got his finger caught in the tire swing s-hook just like Zoe did. So it’s not a surprise when she announces that one of them isn’t feeling well and then elaborates.

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