Sunday night

So...  **pauses as she tries to figure out where to begin**

Sunday night boyfriend and I joined our neighbors for a bonfire. I've never seen a Christmas tree burn before and now I understand why those things are a hazard - they are like nature's fire crackers. It takes, like, what? 30 seconds? Maybe a minute for the whole entire tree to go u in flames? So yeah, it was fun.

And then....

We got home, took a shower and went about our business. I was watching me some Grey's Anatomy when the hungry bastard in me was all like "Go get me some chocolate pudding, you servant!". And I seriously battled it. For at least 10 seconds I was all like "But how about that diet thing we decided to do? 10 lbs remember? REMEMBER?". And he was all "One little 60 calorie Jello mousse won't do anything. It's fine. You don't want to deprive yourself too much because that is just a recipe for failure. Even Dr.Oz said that. You don't want to be like Oprah, going up and down in weight all the time. And the only reason it happens to Oprah is because when she wants some chocolate mousse, she doesn't have it and the next day she just breaks down and eats a chocolate covered midget and gains 15 lbs in a day."
I certainly didn't want to eat no midget, so I thought he had a point and decided to gorge enjoy a tiny bit of chocolate mousse.

So I am standing there in front of the fridge and suddenly the avocado and cheese look good and I am starting to think that maybe I could have some of that before the mousse. Depriving is bad.
And then the light in our house flickers and I just get a bit annoyed because COME ON, don't you dare go out now. I'm so close to my treat! Then I smelled a weird burnt plasticky scent and in one of those scenes that you never expect to see, I turned around and saw my bathroom ceiling on fire. 

FIRE...

The next few minutes just flew by as boyfriend was throwing water on the ceiling and I was calling 911. Firemen came, but B had already extinguished the flames by the time they got there. They checked our house and knocked out a good size hole in our bathroom ceiling. At some point the power went out. All of our neighbors came outside. The whole night just seemed so surreal.

So now we are in a hotel. Insurance adjuster said repairs will take "under a month", which means we just need to find the positive and pretend that we are on vacation just down the street from our home.

Tomorrow we are moving to an extended stay and I super excited because I plan on taking my juicer with me so that I can continue my health plan.

I hate January

I realized today that I hate January. I really do. I've always felt gloomy the first few weeks of every new year, but attributed it mostly to the post NYE hangover. Not this year. This year I made a {deep} revelation that I simply hate this stupid filler month.
Every January I feel this enormous pressure to do something. To start on my resolutions, which almost every year have been about losing weight. Also, every year, I make a resolution to do something inspiring with my year. I don't always fail at either of them, but very often I don't quite take it all the way to the bank. Two years ago I planned on losing 30lbs and succeeded at losing 20. And yes, it is a big achievement, but not nearly as big as I wanted it to be. I did succeed at getting a job and living abroad the year after college - that one was a success.
So this year I will finally lose all the weight I want to lose. Once and for all and then I'll forget about it forever. Perhaps my biggest 2010 resolution should have been not to have to make the same resolution for 2011.

In the next 27 days I have to lose 10lbs - it's a very aggressive goal, but at this point I feel that I need a kick in the butt. If I lose the 10lbs - I will reward myself with something. Maybe some earrings or a manicure or maybe even a Pinkberry. Either way it's ON!

Today was a good day. I juiced (celery juice was a bit repulsive), went to the gym and ran. I made good food choices, which also means that I am hungry now. Not starving hungry, but "I'm not overeating" hungry.

So tomorrow? 3 miles.

It's ON and I'm ON.

ROCK ON!

2010 Aspirations

No need for introductions or explanations. I'm just gonna put it out there and stop chopping at it.
Chop-chop. Chop-chop.
- Lose 30lbs ( Lose 10lbs by end of January) {This one is really going to suck, but I need to do it once and for all}
- Take some type of creative class. Leaning towards graphic design, creative writing or maybe a pottery class?
- Complete 5 crafty projects
- Decorate my house into something fabulous and glitzy
- Become juicer extraordinaire ( I just bought a new piece of jewelry for my kitchen - the Breville juicer. I will be putting this baby to good use!)
- Tell my boyfriend about things that upset me before I "act crazy" {his words}
- Learn how to make 3 Russian cuisine meals
- Pick less zits {This one is really "aspirational"}
- Re-design this blog {I liked this design at first and now I don't like it. I will probably re-design it, re-like it and then re-don't like it all over again, but whatever...}
- Run a marathon {Ugh, but now it's on e-paper, so I have to at least attempt it}
- Read a book in Russian
- Wear what I want. Even if some people think my outfits are funny. They can shove it.

Ok, that's enough. The End.

Music: Rain by Mika

On my mind...

I took this picture about 5 years ago while visiting Budapest. I was sorting through some stuff on my computer and seeing it just made me want to go back. Not to Buda, necessarily, but just somewhere...

Relaxation

Boyfriend picked up some handmade bath salts for me in Colorado and I decided to try them out today. They smelled amazing, but I decided to add some Johnson's Baby Bedtime Bath in Lavender to get lots and lots of bubbles going.
Here is my toe playing peek-a-boo in the tub. Too bad Jersey Shore doesn't come on until tomorrow - that would really complete my evening.

B-Day

!!! Happy B-day to Me !!!
>>> Well, here it is - the big 27 <<<

I am another year older and another year wiser?
This last year has been stressful and if anything, I will make sure to enjoy this next year more.

How shall I pamper myself?
Pinkberry and a Pedi.

Toast to another year.
Kisses.

To spanx?

There is this woman at the gym who wears SPANX everyday. Every.Single.Day. I know this because we are always there at the same time and I see her take them off before she puts on her workout clothes.
Now, I've never tried them myself, even though I've thought about it since I hear that they are basically some sort of black magic. Like stuffing your face full of twinkies and then looking fabulous in an Herve Leger dress kind of magic. Anyway, I get it for an Herve Leger, but for work? Doesn't that feel like being in a cage every day? Is that clueless boy at the office really worth it?

Just some thoughts. I prefer comfy stretchy pants myself.