As I sit watching the World Golf Championship Match Play, I ask myself - Self: is it spring time yet? I'm sick of this weather already - and we still have a solid month of crap weather to go. I realize I've lived in Iowa my entire life and I've dealt with Iowa weather my entire life, but come on now. If it's going to snow - just snow. Don't have 4 blizzards throughout the year and then go between negative 15 degrees and 40 degrees within a week. It's exhausting. And mostly I just have a hard time deciding what shoes and coat to wear. You try and put your boots away for flats with no socks, and two days later you need a scarf and gloves and a heavy coat with a sweatshirt on top of your work clothes, paired with some tall socks and boots. And maybe some long underwear. Which leads to an interesting question which our doctor asked today: "How do your pants stay up when you have on long underwear?" Apparently our Hawaiian-born doctor isn't quite used to wearing long underwear underneath his jeans and he was having an issue as he did rounds on a patient yesterday. "I about lots my pants and had to shimmy them back up before I walked inside! How embarrassing!" We're really going to miss him :( This is also the same doctor who has a pen fetish (maybe "fetish" isn't the correct term... he doesn't do anything WEIRD with the pens, he just collects them) and spends a TON of money on them, and got all of us in the office a pen (found out mine is roughly $70 more than I'd spend on a pen for myself) and bought us fancy planners as a going away present FROM him. You're leaving dude... shouldn't WE be getting you something? He also brought us some alcohol that he can't pack and take with him. He said "well I don't drink and they can't pack it, and I knew you guys drank so I figured I'd bring it for you!" He's so sweet. Too bad it's basically a bottle of Chinese MOONSHINE. 53% alcohol sounds like a terrible idea. Take a shot of that and I'll see you next week. Yowsa.
Back to my complaining about the weather... I wasn't watching golf because I LIKE watching golf. I think it's incredibly boring and would much prefer watching one of my ridiculous shows, but I'll share the TV with my dad, seeing as it is his house. I'll be nice and not bratty about it. Anyway - I suggested that once it gets warm enough to be outside, that he and I head out to the driving range and I finally learn to golf. It is a lifetime sport to play, however I have a feeling that my competitiveness and occasional rage will turn me into Happy Gilmore after three holes and I'll go throwing clubs all over the green and screaming at people. Maybe I should stick with mini golf... let's see how this goes. I've got a while to control my level of zen so I don't scare the old retired dudes just out there for a good time. That wouldn't be very nice.
So - goals for the spring. Learn to play golf and learn to play tennis. I've got the basics of tennis, however I have ZERO control. Sure I've got a great, hard serve - but 2/3 of the time it goes either sailing over the fence into a different court or straight into the net. That's what happens. Zero control. Maybe some day I'll be just good enough at most things, so I can hang in the big leagues. I know just enough about a lot of things to make me smarter than I seem... been working on that for years.
BOOK CLUB IS TOMORROW! I'm so excited for these meetings - I wish they were more than once a month. We'll have another small group - which I love. Maybe it's better than having a big group of people who are partially interested. A small group of girls who all love to read and talk and drink wine and snack - that's where it's at. I know what the next book is... but I'll keep it a secret until the big reveal tomorrow! Going along with books... I'm 7 books in for 2013! I have 33 more to read by December 31 and I should be good to go. I've had a couple book hangovers... and last night when I tried to start The Scarlet Letter (I almost said "Easy A" with one of my girl crushes Emma Stone - similar but not quite the same) I got sidetracked listening to "Fergalicious" on the radio at work. I couldn't concentrate when I was totally rocking out and singing each word like it was my JAM. I'll start again when I'm a little more awake and not so ADHD.
This weekend I got to try out some new food and places - delicious to both places. First was a dessert trip to Creme Cupcakes over on Ingersoll. It was seriously delicious. A place to have dessert AND cocktails... I'm not positive of the downside there...? I honestly don't even remember what I ate, panne cotta something... and oh em gee. IT WAS GLORIOUS. Some slivered almonds and raspberries... it was amazing. And a Honey Mimosa... glorious. You can't really go wrong with a mimosa... and by putting some honey in it - yowsa. It's so good but I think I could only go there occasionally... so rich and delicious. After dessert, naturally you should go to dinner, right? So after a rich dessert, we took a trip to Sakari Sushi. I'm still a little nervous about sushi - and am not completely ready for a complete slab of raw fish... so I let someone else choose what I eat. Good idea? Probably not. Did I let it happen? Sure - why not. After a sake bomb - because you can't just NOT have a sake bomb while you're waiting for sushi - we got some SCALDING HOT spring rolls. I burnt the top of my mouth and immediately had blisters next to my teeth. It was so good - I didn't even care. We got our two rolls... and I was immediately terrified. I don't remember what was in the rolls or what they were called... but here I went. My chopstick usage wasn't all that great, but much improved from my previous week's sushi. I ate them like a champ, and actually loved both. I'll definitely be making a trip back - maybe not on the Friday after a major romantic "holiday." Lots and lots of people - I wasn't terribly in the mood for all the crazy at that point. I headed home for an early to bed evening, with a full belly of dessert and sushi. Together, those don't make your stomach feel the best the next day, but that night - totally worth it.
I spent Saturday night hanging out in sweatpants, catching up on my DVR shows. My parents kept trying to get me to go out to dinner - "do you want to go with us to Outback Steakhouse? What if we just got salads at Ruby Tuesday? Now we're going to Mama Lacona's... do you want to go?" No thanks... I've already taken off real pants and taken off my bra and once those are off - there's no going back. Especially after walking around in boots and skinny jeans all day. There's no contest. After clearing out the DVR I turned on the Food Network - duh - and nearly started crying watching the Worst Chefs in America. Thanks hormones - make me feel like my life is REALLY together while I start bawling watching a show about people who can't cook for shit. It was the finale and I was really getting into it - give me a break. (I'm currently watching Chopped and getting anxiety - it's the final, dessert round and I have no idea what I'd make with all that junk. Mostly I don't know what half this stuff is.) Anyway - I got sidetracked again. Food Network, night in, a night cuddling with my fat kitten - loved it. It's nice to have a night in where you don't have to worry about putting make up on, doing your hair, and wearing something cute. Although I did have cute sweats - little penguins hanging out on them :) And as I read earlier this week in regards to hair do's - "ponytails are the sweatpants of hairstyles." Amen to THAT.
To round out my weekend - I got to close up the gym on Sunday night. The usual groups came in, the usual questions asked, and the usuals stayed right up until close. I got a nice compliment from one of our members regarding my weight which put me in a good mood to go home. Looks like this working out really does work - who knew! After a long day at work yesterday, I got to go for ANOTHER shift at the gym. But my night was made after I'd been there a mere hour. One of my favorite members walked in looking freezing cold - makes sense though seeing as the wind was blowing quite nicely and the door was starting to frost over. I asked him if he was blowing away out there (generic weather question to ask everyone who comes in to work out) and his response was "Oh my gosh yes - I feel like that Carrie Underwood song!" Night - MADE. That's sure one way to say it. How fantastic. Even if the rest of my night sucked, that was sure hilarious.
I'd love to write more this evening, however there's a Chopped marathon on Food Network and I can't concentrate on two things at once this evening. So I'll quickly give you a nice quote for the evening... here's a little Bob Marley for you - because you can never go wrong with a little Marley in your life
"Open your eyes, look within. Are you happy with the life you're living?"
A little introspection for you before you head to bed tonight - are you happy with your life? What would you change? Are you willing to make a change to make your life what you really want? That's a rhetorical question... but definitely something to think about. I've done a lot of thinking lately about my life - so I'd like to pay it forward and have you think the same question.
Mind your P's and Q's...
Sara
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