Thursday, April 24, 2014

Three Thanks

Happy Thursday, friends!

Welcome to the weekly link-up that I host with my favorite sister-in-law, Aly, over at Here Comes Happiness!

Please join up with us if you have a blog, and if not, please hook us up with your three thanks in the comment section below.

The Swallow Flies & Here Comes Happiness Three Thanks

With no further ado, here is what I am especially grateful for this week. :)


I am grateful for my kitties.

Charlie trying to be thisclose to his sister, and Chloe looking annoyed (per usual).

I know a lot of people probably describe me as a crazy cat lady, but a.) I don't understand why since people with dogs aren't considered psycho, and b.) I don't care. I love my cats.

While I love traveling and visiting new places (like now in Atlanta, for example), I don't like leaving Chloe and Charlie. While I'm pretty sure Chloe manages just fine since she is so independent anyway, I worry that Charlie thinks I've abandoned him forever. (He has some unhealthy attachment issues.)

And, I know that I'll get a lot of kitty-love when I return.

Now stop judging me. :)


I am thankful for my running shoes.

I've been running in my Brooks PureCadence 2s for the past several months, and I really, really like them. I was nervous because they are technically a minimalist shoe, and I have a lot of foot issues with over-pronation, so much so that I should be wearing a motion-control shoe.

But, these Brooks have not given me any problems, and I love how lightweight they are. (Oh, and I love the look, too.)

While I have had minimal blistering, it is nothing compared to what my feet looked/felt like with my Asics.

These are definitely keepers in my book. And, better yet, I won them from Meals & Miles!


I am grateful to work for a school district that values and celebrates diversity and that sees the importance of educating its faculty on such issues.

I am grateful that my superintendent agreed to send four of us to this conference this week, and I am thankful for the information that I am gleaning from each presenter.

And, I am also thankful for being able to spend time outside of school with my colleagues -- discussing professional (and, I'm sure, plenty of non-professional) matters.

What are you thankful for today?

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Wednesday, April 23, 2014


Since I am out of town right now, I thought I'd answer a few quick questions. I got the idea from Tina at Carrots 'n' Cake and figured it'd be a perfect don't-miss-me-too-much post.

1. What are you wearing?
Right now I'm rocking some Express yoga pants and a tank-top with no bra (pretty much what I wear all the time when I'm at home).

2. Ever been in love?
Oh, yes. I would say I've been in love three times.

3. Ever had a terrible breakup?
Yes, with he-who-shall-not-be-named. (I'm also not counting him in the "love" category; while I thought for a month or two that I loved him, that was a huge mistake.) While the other three break-ups were amicable, my exes and I did not remain friends, and that makes me sad.

4. How tall are you?
I am the shortest person in my family at a "measly" 5'5".

I mean, if it weren't for those five-inch platform heels I'm wearing, I'd be way shorter.

5. How much do you weigh?
Haha yeah right. Right now, I weigh too much to post on the Internet. Maybe someday...

6. Any tattoos?
Yep. I got an ankh on my lower back when I was 16, a trinity knot between my shoulder blades when I was 17, and a "B" in an Irish font on my foot/ankle when I was 24. I would like to get small birds near my ankh, and right now I am considering getting "I love you" in my dad's hand writing" and "more than all the world" in my mom's handwriting in white ink on my forearms.

News to you, huh Mom? :)

7. Any piercings?
Of course. I have three piercings in my right ear and two in my left ear. I also have my conch on my right ear pierced and have a large hoop through it. Obviously I have my nose pierced as well and am currently rocking my dirty-hippie look (ring), but I most often wear a diamond stud. I also had my left rook pierced until it started pushing out, and I also had the lower part of my belly button pierced but took that out when I didn't think it was cool anymore.

I believe that is all the piercings I will have.

8. Favorite song?
While there are a lot of songs I love -- and a ton that have meaning to me -- I would have to say my all-time favorite song is John Lennon's Imagine, solely based on the lyrics.

9. Quality you look for in a partner?
Let's talk about qualities I need to start looking for in a partner: intelligent, able to make me laugh, driven, kissable. There are a lot of other "nice-to-haves," such as health conscious, successful, athletic, etc., but the aforementioned four qualities are really my "must-haves."

10. Favorite quote?
I'm not sure this is my favorite quote of all time, but I saw it on my friend's Instagram a few weeks ago, and it really stuck with me:


11. Favorite actor?
You know, I loved Matthew McConaughey even before he could act. :)

12. Loud music or soft?
I definitely prefer softer music -- singer-songwriter music. Unless I'm working out (when I like the beats to be rockin'), I listen to things like Mat Kearney and David Gray.

13. Where do you go when you’re sad?
I lie down -- usually under the covers -- on my bed. (That sounds sooooo emo.)

14. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?
If I don't wash my hair, it takes about ten minutes to shower, brush my teeth, and put on makeup. If I wash my hair (and then have to dry it), it takes another ten minutes.

15. Ever been in a physical fight?
Does it count if I've been in the middle of a physical fight breaking it up? No? Okay. Then no, I have never been in a physical fight.

Well, that is unless you count something with these goofballs, I suppose. I'm sure we got into our fair share of scuffles when we were younger -- in fact, I'm pretty sure I still have a scar from a certain brother of mine pinching me.

Also, I had to include two pictures to show you that we can never take a serious photo together.

16. Turn on?
I would definitely say intelligence and a sense of humor. Physically, I think build is important (i.e. not scrawny and not too muscle-y), but I also look at hands, as I think they can tell a lot about a perosn.

17. Turn off?
I cannot stand people who are close-minded and hateful.

18. Fears?
I really don't like small spaces. When Maggie and I did the Gladiator Assault Challenge a few years ago, I was terrified of having to go through the tunnels. And when the girls and I hit up the City Museum in St. Louis a few weeks ago, there was no way in hell I was about to shimmy through those tunnels.

19. Last thing that made you cry?
I think the last real cry I had likely pertained to The Break-Up (like, months ago).

20. Last time you said you loved someone?
Every time I talk to my mom or dad on the phone (and oftentimes when I talk to my sister, Aly, or Katie on the phone). I tell my cats I love them every time I leave the apartment.

21. First concert you attended?
My dad took me to Aerosmith's concert (Nine Lives tour) when I was 15 -- and I fell in love with everything Aerosmith and went to two more of their shows. I will never forget that first concert and how awesome it was -- and, I'm so thankful that I experienced that with my dad.

Me and my dad -- about 12 years after the concert.

22. The relationship between you and the person you last texted?
As I am writing this (on Sunday afternoon), the last person I texted was my best friend Katie. We had chatted on the phone, and she was going to swing by my apartment to help me fix a door, but I figured it out (because I'm a freaking genius) so texted her to not worry about it.

23. Favorite food?
I think my all-time favorite food is sushi. I could probably eat sushi every day and be a very happy girl.

24. Place you want to visit?
I have always wanted to go to Italy and Greece. There's a heck of a lot of cool art over there. Other than that, my favorite vacations generally include sunshine, beaches, and umbrella drinks. And, much to my parents' chagrin, I really want to go to Sierra Leone.

25. Do you have a crush?
A real-life crush? No. One of my celebrity crushes, though, is also my favorite actor: Matthew McConaughey. I love his country twang.

Yes, please.

26. Last time you kissed someone?
Well, I kiss my cats every day. The last time I kissed a human? Unless I've found a special someone in Atlanta (unlikely), the last time I kissed someone was quite a while ago.

Don't judge me. Instead, help a sister out! Find me an eligible bachelor. :)

27. Last time you were insulted?
I was truly hurt when one of my students turned in an "essay" that said that whomever put him in my class made a negative impact on his life because I am mean and don't care about anyone but myself. This same student said that I was a bully and was condescending.

While I try not to take what ninth graders say to heart, it is really difficult sometimes (I am a human being as well), and that "essay" hurt my heart.

28. Favorite piece of jewelry?
I have several meaningful pieces of jewelry. I would say my most favorite piece right now is a bracelet that my aunt gave me about a year ago. The coin in the middle reads, "Protect this woman," and I wear it nearly every day.

I also often wear a horseshoe necklace that my sister gave me.

29. Favorite memento?

I have a lot of treasures (just ask my mom and my sister who both helped me move several years ago). One that I carry with me everyday, everywhere I go, is my nana's sobriety coin.

30. Who should answer these questions next?

And, I think you all should choose at least one question to answer in the comments section below. Tell me a bit about yourself! :)

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Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Brain Training (Running Songs)

Brain-training is something that is hugely important for long-distance runners, and one tip that is consistent is to run each mile of your race for someone else (as it's a lot easier to keep going if it's "for someone").

This post looks like it's about to get all scientific-y. (Don't worry: it's not.)

I've tried that before, but my ADD generally gets the best of me, and after the first mile, I generally forget to think of other people and instead think the following things (often all at the same time):

  • "Just get up the hill. Just get up the hill. Just get up the hill."
  • "Only like 30 seconds more and you can walk. Come on, Em. Only 30 more seconds."
  • "This sure seemed like a lot more fun about 12 miles ago."
  • "There has to be a water stop just around the corner. There has to be. No? Ugh."
  • "Seriously, calves? Can you just make it another couple of miles before you totally crap out?"
  • "Ooooh! Squirrel!"

Yep: instead of thinking about the amazing people who have helped me become the runner -- and, more importantly, the person -- that I am, I generally tend to think about how much fun I'm really not having.

And then the miles seem to take for-ev-er.

So, for this upcoming race season (in which I'm running not one but five half marathons and a host of other races), I thought of a different strategy:

I would think of those important people in my life when their song started playing.

A few weeks ago, I listed five songs that I have on my playlist, five songs that have inspirational and motivational messages along with killer beats.

Today, I want to list a few songs that remind me of people, individuals who have shaped me into the woman that I am, individuals who will -- just by me thinking of them through their songs -- get me through these miles.

Without any further ado, here are my songs:

Wild Montana Skies -- John Denver

I know not many people have John Denver on their running mixes, but there is no way I could not not have John Denver on mine.

Nothing says run your heart out like this guy.
I have both Wild Montana Skies and Eagles and Horses on this particular list, and both remind me of my mom and my nana, two people who will get me through my race.

My mom gave me John Denver's Wildlife Collection when I went to college -- because her mom, my nana, gave her a John Denver album when she went to college. Frankly, I'm glad that MP3s exist because I'm pretty sure that album would be rendered unreadable by now based on how many times I have listened to it, thinking of my mom and my nana.

Call Me Maybe -- Carly Rae Jepsen

I'm not going to lie: I'm getting super annoyed with this song playing every single time I run. However, I just cannot delete it from my playlist because it's the song I have for my sister.

And now it's stuck in your head. You're welcome.

We rock out to this song on every single car trip we have together, and I specifically remember driving to my brother and sister-in-law's wedding (to set up, I think) and pretty much missing our turn and getting lost because we were too busy jamming to Carly Rae Jepsen -- complete with choreography.

Bad Romance -- Lady Gaga

This song will never fail to remind me of my sister-in-law, Aly.

Lady GAga.

When we were getting ready for the wedding, we had this song on repeat and were rocking out in the limo from the hotel to the ceremony. There is a line where Gaga says, "I don't want to be friends," but since it was after a French phrase, Aly thought Gaga said, "I don't want to be French." And since she was the bride, that is how we sang it. And from then on, that is how I have continued to sing it.

So whenever Bad Romance comes on, whether it's during my race, during a road trip, or whenever, I think of Aly and her wedding day.

Party in the USA -- Miley Cyrus

As goofy as it is (and as much as Katie will probably roll her eyes), this song reminds me of my BFF.

Oh, Miley: what happened?

Several years ago, Katie and I were at Wellman's, one of our favorite local establishments, enjoying a nice cold one by ourselves on the patio. It was a quiet, peaceful evening -- until a busload of fraternity boys rolled up and infiltrated our bar. They were so ridiculously obnoxious and ruining our evening. So, we decided to try to get them to leave, and one of our tactics was to blast annoying music on the jukebox. The first song we chose was Party in the USA, and instead of scattering like mice, the frat boys began to sing along -- at the top of their lungs.

And they proceeded to sing and dance to all of the obnoxious tunes we played. Mission: failed.

Shoop -- Salt-n-Pepa

This is another one of my bestie's (Alicia's) song.

If this doesn't scream early 90s, I don't know what does.

Some people wait until karaoke to belt out a song, but give Alicia a microphone -- with or without backup music and/or vocals -- and she will rock out Shoop in its entirety. Regardless of whether we're at a karaoke bar, in the middle of trivia, or at a wedding, Alicia will bring it.

And, since I've heard this song nearly 18,000 times on my training runs, I will likely be able to join her next time.

Countdown -- Beyonce

Interestingly, this song reminds me of my guys, Shaw and Eric.

Beyonce? Kim Kardashian?

A few years ago, when this song first came out, not only did the two guys know every single word to Countdown, but they also choreographed (or maybe just made up as they went along) a dance for it. At countless parties throughout that year, the boys entertained our friend group with their best Beyonce impressions.

And I will never not think of them when this song comes on.

These songs and these people -- in addition to many others (both songs and people) -- will get me through countless miles over the course of the next six months. I am indebted to my motivators -- and am crossing my fingers that my iPhone doesn't shut down in the middle of a race.

What songs get you through a tough workout? What are your tricks to maintain mental strength when the going gets tough?

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Monday, April 21, 2014

Tempting Fate

Guess where I'll be in less than 24 hours? Atlanta!

I hope I'll run into these ladies:


Let's be real, though: I haven't watched this show in ages (darn no cable), and the only two I'd recognize would be Nene Leakes and Kim Zolciak.

If you have any great suggestions as to awesome restaurants or must-see/must-do things in the ATL, please let me know! I'll be there Tuesday through Saturday, and while a lot of my time will be spent in a conference, I know we'll have a bit of time to explore the city as well. I'd greatly appreciate some recommendations.

Today was a good -- albeit busy -- day. I taught all day, and it seemed like I didn't have any downtime whatsoever. Twelve-week grades were due, I had a bunch of random paperwork to finish prior to taking off tomorrow, and I was, oh yeah, teaching.

After work, I headed straight to tennis practice where I worked out a bit with the girls. While I am still pretty darn crappy at tennis, I do have to say that I think I'm getting a bit better, and I really, really like it. I want to practice more, for sure.

Then I ran a few quick errands before heading home to finish packing. I crammed so much in my little suitcase, y'all: you'd be impressed.

I then painted my nails (holla!), wrote a couple of posts that will publish while I'm out o' town, and grabbed dinner.

Now, I should be heading to bed, but I'll probably get a few other things done first. After all, I'll have plenty of time to sleep on the plane tomorrow! Yay!


This picture looks pretty icky, but I promise it tasted delicious. I sauteed onions and mushrooms in ghee, just like I did yesterday (oh, so good), and then scrambled them with three eggs and half an avocado. It was awesome.

Lunch: It was not a pretty picture, but again, it tasted super yummy. I ate two compliant hot dogs, a bowl of sauerkraut, and some mango slices. It was totally random (trying to use up some fridge food before I leave) and totally tasty.


Again, I didn't want to buy new food and/or have leftovers when I head out of town, so I headed out to Chipotle for a burrito bowl (minus the rice and beans).

I felt like I was tempting fate a bit since my lips turned into Angelina Jolie's last time I ate this meal, but so far, I'm just fine!

And, the food was so good (and I was apparently so hungry) that I pretty much inhaled it in a whole three minutes.

I hope you all had a wonderful day, too! While I have posts scheduled for each morning that I'm gone, I'm not certain how often I'll be able to write in the evenings. Try not to miss me too much!

Peace out. :)

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How to Cheat on a Diet and Not Feel Bad

I feel like this is a common issue: the guilt that comes after cheating on a diet, a healthy living plan, whatever you want to call it.

Before I get into that issue, though, I must say this: food should not have that much control over us. What we put into our bodies should in no way make us feel good or bad about ourselves in a guilt vs. non-guilt manner. Do not give it that power.

If you are like me, however, and are still trying to cut ties with the dominance that food has over you, read on.


Picture this scenario:

You have been eating well for several weeks. You have filled your shopping cart -- and your tummy -- with nothing but vegetables, lean meats, healthy fats, and a bit of fruit. Your clothes are fitting better, your endurance and recovery is improving, and you just feel goooooood.

Your friends invite you out to happy hour, and you don't want to look weird (and you think "I've been so good lately -- I deserve it," so you order a cocktail and share some appetizers: a cheese plate, some onion rings, a plate of nachos. Pretty soon you're a few cocktails in, and dinner rolls around. You're tired of eating salads and good-for-you food, so you say screw it and share a pizza with a friend. And then comes dessert. You figure since you've already messed up with the drinks, the apps, and the pizza, why not? You order a slice of cheesecake and devour it in just a few minutes.

You wake up the next morning: not only does your stomach hurt from the crap that you ingested (and your head is pounding from the cabernet), but you feel a huge sense of guilt. "Why did I eat like that? I had been doing so well!" The guilt is overwhelming.

We've all been there.


Personally, I have been there 1,000 (and one) times. And most of the times that I feel that insurmountable guilt, I just keep eating crappy. I think to myself, "Well, I already ate one Oreo and messed everything up. I might as well eat four more. What do I have to lose at this point?" And the vicious spiral continues -- and the guilt over one cheat meal turns into a crazy amount of guilt over one (or two or three) cheat months.

One reason that I stuck to my Whole30 for longer than 30 days was because I was nervous of what would happen when I stopped being so vigilant about my diet and nutrition: would I fall back into old traps? Would I gain back all of the weight that I lost? Would I go back to sleeping horribly every night and feeling bloated every day? How could I get back on track if I slipped?

And then I remembered one of the things that Melissa and Dallas stressed in It Starts With Food and on the Whole30 website:

Information from Whole30's website

How true is that? No one is making you eat that French fry. No one is forcing you to order the tiramisu. No one is pouring tequila down your throat (unless, of course, you're in Cancun on Spring Break -- I wouldn't doubt that someone would be pouring Jose straight from the bottle into your mouth).

The food that we put into our bodies is our choice and our choice alone.

So, let's get back to the topic at hand: how are we to cheat on a diet and not feel the crazy guilt afterwards?

It's easy:

Don't consider your "cheat" a cheat. Instead, view it as a "choice." When you think of "cheating" as a "choice," the guilt inherently goes away.

I am currently on Day 57 of my lifestyle choice. That means that 27 days ago, I finished my Whole30. In the last 27 days, I have had six days where I have "cheated." But, on each of those days, I made a cognizant choice to do so, and I gave my permission to eat non-compliant (according to Whole30) food. I did not necessarily "go overboard" and throw myself in a dumpster of Sour Patch Kids, but I consciously chose to indulge in the few items of food and drink that I did.

As a result of making intentional choices to stray from my usual nutritional plan, I felt no guilt. (I did, however, feel a whole lot of tummy issues. But guilt was nowhere in my system.)

So there you have it: the easiest way to not feel guilty after cheating on a diet is to not consider it cheating but choosing.

Thank you for listening to this week's PSA. :)

How have you avoided guilt after a splurge? How have you ended food's reign of control in your life?

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Sunday, April 20, 2014

A Bridesmaids Moment

Before we get started with today's blog post, please help me congratulate the winner of the Green Tea Matcha Giveaway:

Congratulations, Jordan!

One of the things we tell our kids in See-Us Run Des Moines is that the long runs leading up to the race are running practice (obviously) but also practice for what to eat (or what not to eat) the night before and the morning of the big day.

Today, friends, I learned what not to eat.

The morning started out well: I woke up around 8:30 (because I went to sleep way past my bedtime), ate a banana, lounged around a bit, cooked breakfast (eggs and berries), and got ready to run.

I ate probably an hour before I actually started running, which was a good thing in this whole equation. After eating, I messed around on the computer for a bit, tried to find my water bottle belt thing (found the belt but no bottles), and used the restroom. When I say use the restroom, I really mean reenact the scene from Bridesmaids.


"Better now than before the run," I thought.

After that fun ended, I picked Cindy up, and we drove to the trailhead so that I wouldn't have to face the hill from hell yet again after a long run.

I was not super pumped to run, but I knew I had to knock out a solid ten miles in order to feel prepared for the half marathon that is coming up in two weeks. The first mile or so was great, as we chatted away while doing the Galloway Method (run three minutes, walk one minute). After that, though, I started to feel not so hot.

My tummy started to hurt like crazy, but it was a weird hurt for a middle of a run: it felt like I was going to throw up, not that I was going to bridesmaids in the middle of the trail. I was carrying a water bottle (since I couldn't find the little ones that go in my belt), so I took a few sips of that and kept on running.

I would say that Cindy and I ran a good 2.5-3 miles, and then I told her that I pretty much just needed to walk. So, that's what we did.

We ended up getting in a 6.25 miles at a 14-minute-per-mile pace, which is actually not too shabby. It definitely wasn't the rockstar ten-miler that I was hoping for, though.

Next weekend, I suppose.

I desperately need to figure out what the heck to eat prior to a long run, though. I think next week I'm going to try a banana with almond butter. That way I'm not too full (like I was today), and it's a good mix of carbs, proteins, and fats to give me energy throughout the run. (I will also eat my baby food pouches and fruit snacks as fuel throughout the run.)

I also need to figure out hydration better. While I feel like I've been drinking water like it's going out of style, my pee is still dark yellow, so I'm obviously not as hydrated as I should be. I could definitely tell that while I was out on the trail today in the heat and humidity.

Water will be the theme of this week, I suppose.


When I first woke up, I scarfed down a banana. Pictured above, however, was my real breakfast: blueberry eggs with a side of blackberries and strawberries. I also used my bunny mug for coffee this morning because, well, Easter.

Lunch: I didn't really eat lunch but rather drank approximately 18,000 gallons of water and literally ate salt straight from the canister (per Mom's recommendation to replenish electrolytes).


My Easter dinner consisted of three Whole30-compliant hot dogs, sauteed mushrooms and onions (holy yum), and mango slices.

And yes, I ate three hot dogs. Don't judge me.

How did you spend this beautiful Sunday?

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Easter Eve

I am so thankful that it's the weekend.

I had grand plans today, including a ten-mile run. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. However, I did get a lot of other stuff accomplished.

I woke up super early (7:00 or so) and headed to the grocery store to pick up some meat for tonight. I tried to grab it last night, but unfortunately the butcher had already left, and they didn't have any beef short ribs cut and ready to go. So, this morning started with a trip to Dahl's.

When I got home, I immediately started prepping the meat and the sauce to throw in the crock pot since it needed to cook for 9-11 hours. As soon as that started simmering away, I cooked breakfast and enjoyed it at the table with a special someone:

Who else would I be having breakfast with, y'all? The "special someone" was a little girl kitty. Don't get your hopes up.

While I was eating breakfast, Katie texted and asked if I wanted to run errands with her. Since I needed to pick up a few things for my trip (and since Old Navy was having a killer sale), I decided to postpone my planned run and head out west with her.

First, we stopped at Old Navy, and I picked up a strapless linen dress, a casual black dress, workout capris, a workout top, a cross-body purse (but in a red color), and a work shirt (that looks a lot cuter on me than it does in this picture). While I spent more money than the $0 I anticipated on spending, I did not buy anything too frivolous and am really pleased with my purchases.

Second, we stopped at Trader Joe's. I didn't need a whole lot of groceries since I'm heading out of town, but I did pick up some apples and almond butter to take with me to Atlanta, some blueberries and mango slices, and some coconut milk to have on reserve.

Finally, we stopped at Target where we farted around for far too long. I got a few necessities, such as deodorant and fuel for long runs (i.e. baby food pouches), but I also picked up some splurges: a pair of black flip-flops and a maxi dress (with the excuse of well, I have a plane ride this week, so I need the dress). It doesn't necessarily look like it online, but the dress is actually very flattering.

All of our shopping and wandering around had us quite famished, so we stopped at Star Bar for lunch prior to heading our separate ways.

When I got home, I worked on some blog entries for this week since I will not be in town to write. Get excited for those.

Around 5:00, it was time to start getting ready to head over to Katie's for Shaw's birthday dinner. I, of course, had to wear one of my brand-new outfits:

Dress: Old Navy; Shoes: DSW; Necklace: Hot Mama;
Earrings, Ring, and Bracelets: Express

I'm pretty pleased with how the look turned out. I do, however, need to get the top of the dress taken in just a smidge: it's a little big (surprisingly) in the boob-age area.

The party was super fun: it was me, Katie, Katie's special friend, Shaw and his two daughters (Kate and Natalie), Beth, and Tony (formerly known as The Boy). We ate some delicious food, watched silly YouTube videos, and then caught the season premiere of Orphan Black, a show that I am going to start watching from the beginning so that I can participate in discussions with my friends.

It was a good night with great people. I do have to say, however, that I am a bit down tonight. And what makes me even sadder is that my "being down" has to do with stupid boys. (Seriously, I embarrassed that I give men that "power" to make me feel crappy. I am a strong, independent woman. Ugh.)

  • Boy 1: I'm annoyed that he said he wanted to be friends with me yet does not initiate contact with me, does not respond to questions regarding whether or not he is attending an event so that I know how much food to buy, and just acts differently when we hang out.
  • Boy 2: I'm annoyed that he bailed on a commitment with very short notice, and I'm annoyed that he responded in an utterly disrespectful manner when I called him out on leaving six other people high and dry.
  • Boy 3: I'm annoyed that in a text conversation last weekend he told me that he missed me and that he had been talking with his parents about me but then that he has not communicated with me (or responded to my two attempts at communication) since Wednesday.
I guess I'm just frustrated and upset with the male species as a whole.

It's about time I found a quality partner, someone who treats me well and who has my best interests at heart. If anyone has any idea where I can find someone who fits those characteristics (and is also single, smart, funny, motivated, and semi-attractive), please let me know.

It's about time for me to log off, though, as I have big plans for tomorrow and need a good night's sleep: ten miles are on the calendar, y'all (as is laundry, packing, and grading). Yikes.


Today I had a carb-heavy breakfast because I thought I was going for a run. Oops. I mixed one sweet potato with a jalapeno, mushrooms, avocado, salsa, and two eggs. I made a small strawberry-blackberry salad for a side.


I had my most recent "usual" from Star Bar today: the sesame-crusted tuna salad. Honestly, I ordered this as a bit of a "test." This is the meal I ate right before having the most awful allergic reaction yet on Wednesday.

The test was a complete and utter failure, however, as I had absolutely no reaction whatsoever. (It's a scientific failure but a social success, as I did not have to take Benadryl and/or hydroxyzine in the middle of the day.)


Katie and I both made Korean Short Ribs (we needed two crock pots for the number of people that we had at the party). Katie also made a pear-celery slaw and some pickled cucumbers, radishes, and red onions. We then put everything together into tacos and/or lettuce wraps. I also made some spicy green beans for a side.

It was so good. We made nearly ten pounds of ribs for eight people -- and had zero leftovers.

Katie also made a cheesecake with a chocolate crust and raspberry sauce. I had a very small piece, and it was absolutely divine. It was so, so sweet -- ridiculously sweet after not having had sugar for quite a long time.

What did y'all do on this beautiful Easter Eve?

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