happenings & such.

• I'm doing this "cleansing" diet with my friend at work. This apparently involves no food. I drank a putrid liquid for 2 days, with intermittent "snacks" {aka nuggets that taste & look like big Flinstone vitamins}. Oh- & it also involves having to pee at least a dozen times a day. It's supposed to do all sorts of incredible things for your health. I had my first solid food today: a protein-esque shake for breakfast, then I was allowed to have lunch {400 - 600 calories}. I'll have a shake for dinner, then repeat for 4 more days. After this- 2 more days of "cleaning" {aka drinking putrid liquid}. 9 days total. Thus far: I'm doing okay, but I miss food! I am having dreams of Shake Shack & banana bread {the latter being my "last meal"}. Sigh. I'm thinking that my first meal will be a Blockheads burrito & a trip to Pinkberry. Nothing like offsetting a week of discipline, right? Everything in moderation...
• I went running for an hour on Monday, trying my best to get ready for my NYC half marathon that is in 3 weeks. As soon as I got off the treadmill, I knew something was wrong. I pulled a muscle in my BUTT! My BUTT!! I didn't know this could happen. It still hurts. It hurts to WALK!! This is not good. I'm going to try swimming tonight, but the closer this thing gets {August 5th}, the less likely I think it is actually going to happen. I feel like a total failure.
• I decided to go to bed at about 8:30pm last night. I woke up at 2:30am WIDE AWAKE. I absolutely, positively could not go back to sleep. I finally got on my laptop and worked for an hour, sent some random emails to my friends & family, & climbed back into bed. I tried to fall back asleep to no avail. I kept poking Mike to see if he would wake up to keep me company, but no luck. Sigh.
• I haven't been blogging much this week. I've been tired. My brain has felt sort of... empty. Or maybe just busy. Can a brain feel busy? Too busy to blog? I think mine has. I've had nothing but lame thoughts running through my head- super boring ones, too.
• I'm slowly working my way through Middlesex. It's a tale of a hermaphrodite born into an incestuous family. Interesting foundation for a plot, but I actually really like it. I had a fun time explaining it to my dad yesterday! It's not a quick read though. I've found that I can't breeze through it like I can with most books. This is going on 2 weeks now of intermittent train reading! I've got at least a third to go...
• I want to get my BFF something thoughtful for her wedding {it's in December- I'm already worried}. I tend to get practical things, but this is the girl I've known since I was 12. What is a special wedding gift? Not China, not place mats, not pots & pans... I want unique. Ideas? My sister gave me a bag full of 30 different kinds of McCormick spices for one of my showers... this was so great. But I don't want to do domestic for my BFF. I want: Fun. Unique. Thoughtful. Perfect.
• I spent an hour yesterday searching for my Dad's favorite childhood book- "Rufous Red Tail" {seeing the hawk in the park the other day reminded him of it, and he had to have it}. I finally found it on Amazon- for $200!! It was published in 1947. Luckily, he did some further digging and found a less expensive copy. It had better be a good book.
• I didn't get an "I'm not a Plastic Bag" bag. Oh well. I couldn't stand the thought of waiting hours in line, and when I called they said it was already horrendous. I made a last ditch effort & called the Greenwich Whole Foods thinking that one of my work friends could pick it up for me {I was working from home today}, but no luck there either- all the stores sold out within the first hour. Boo.
• I can't decide if I like my old bright green background better, or the new & crisp white. Change is good, but I think I had a good thing going on... I need a webdesigner to do this for me...
• I haven't had a soda in 1 week & 3 days. This is a record {and I'm feeling just fine, thank-you-very-much}.
• MY HAIR. Oh my gosh, my hair. My hair has not been cut since MARCH I think. Maybe even earlier than that. I remember it being cold outside... I was wearing my black puffy jacket with a furry hood. Anyway. I'm serious about feeling like Rupunzel. It is getting to look hideous, even in a ponytail. It is far too long, and not long in a cute way. I can't figure out what to do with it. It's hot & humid outside. This isn't fun. It's like wearing an extra sweater {and I already have enough layers going on}. I cannot wait until I get my hair cut in Spokane. Chris is going to be horrified of the state of my locks.