The other week I celebrated turning 33. We went up to Estes Park, Colorado and spent a laid back weekend with friends in a kick ass rented house, thank you Dobersteins. Where my favorite part was the gigantic fire place where we enjoyed many a roaring fires. Estes Park is famous for the Stanley Hotel which inspired the Shining, which we felt obliged to watch. Creepy, scary and way ahead of it's time. I admit that I am still a little confused by the ending.
A weekend in Colorado wouldn't be a weekend in Colorado if it wasn't for some get out and enjoy some nature fun. Six mile hike? Awesome, let's walk up this mountain until it's difficult to breathe. And that we did. The most impressive award goes to Andrea, who hiked with baby Asher in a Baby Bjorn all the way up and all the way back down. And the wtf award would go to the menfolk with the gps gadget, I can do math and yes, I am still a little miffed.
As for turning another year older, I guess I am fine with it and I came up with this list of 33 Signs that I am indeed Getting Older because:
1. I make lists
2. Grey hairs don't seem as glamorous as they used to
3. Taking a nap is pretty much required
4. Hangovers are less frequent
5. I buy real Q-tips, not the generic ones
6. Flossing is a regular event
7. Tape is no longer my method to hang things.
8. Crate and Barrel seems affordable
9. Age-defying creams have caught my attention
10. I drink more tea and less coffee
11. Liberal use of hand cream
12. Going with the more comfortable shoe doesn't seem so unfashionable anymore
13. Laundry is done before I run out of underwear
14. I don't believe everything I hear or read
15. I read non-fiction
16. I can't remember the last time I wore a thong
17. Shots of liquor seem like a ridiculous idea (most of the time)
18. I own coasters
19. NPR is my radio station of choice
20. Going out clothes don't really exist anymore
21. No coffee drinking after noon because it might keep me up
22. The adult on-set acne seems to have cleared up
23. I use bookmarks
24. I know the names of political pundits
25. Going to Target is a weekly activity
26. Christmas shopping starts in November
27. White wine has become my drink of choice
28. I use Windex regularly
29. I use a heated rice pack when I go to bed (I see this as only equivalent to a hot water bottle)
30. I don't feel the need to drink the entire bottle of wine anymore
31. I have considered writing a book about my life
32. Joining Costco doesn't seem like such a bad idea
33. I am more grateful of the life that I have and more appreciative of the people that are part of it. Happy Thanksgiving.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
and we're off...
Tomorrow, B and I are heading out west to Colorado to celebrate my birthday and to spend some quality time with friends. Tonight is the first time that I have actually been able to be excited about the trip, it has been an extremely busy week at work. Which isn't a bad thing, it is just one of those when it rains it pours situations. But after spending the evening packing, I am feeling peppy and ready to go. We had a shopping venture this past weekend to outfit ourselves, and purchased a pair of hiking boots for the both of us, which somehow equates us ready to climb anything, they are waterproof mind you.
Our friends who live out there, have rented a house up in Estes Park, from what I hear is supposed to be beautiful. Originally, it was planned that Mandy and Aimee were supposed to go with their significant others but that plan never quite panned out. It is disappointing because it seems that whenever the four of us get together, there is always talk of the next time we can gather. It is unfortunate and they will be missed.
It seems as though the more birthdays that pass, the less enthusiastic I am about them. I can remember counting down the days till the month long celebration would begin. Maybe it is maturity, maybe it is the fact that I can't stand up without something cracking or popping. But on a isn't my son cute note, last night B picked Ethan up from school and they went to Target so that Ethan could "buy" me a present. B asked Ethan what he wanted to get me for my birthday, to which he enthusiastically responded "coffee," which in itself is hilarious and full of irony. So this morning Ethan excitedly opened both the present and card himself and presented me with a bag of coffee and Diego card with a 3 on it, which B pointed out was fairly close if you just added another 3 to it. And apparently, I also wanted an elephant toy as well, which Ethan was more then happy to keep for himself.
Other then that, I forgot to blog about Halloween, but it was super a lot of fun, Ethan and his friend Jonathan trick or treated for the total of four blocks before tiring out and demanding treats and to go home. Ethan was a very cute Spiderman, muscles and all.
And on a totally separate note, we watched the season finale of Mad Men and it was profoundly awesome. I am only sad that now we have to wait a painfully long time till the next season. In the meantime, we are winding down with Top Chef and Project Runway, and once those are over perhaps I will actually re-start the design of my website and/or paint/read/write more...or maybe we will just find something new to watch.
Our friends who live out there, have rented a house up in Estes Park, from what I hear is supposed to be beautiful. Originally, it was planned that Mandy and Aimee were supposed to go with their significant others but that plan never quite panned out. It is disappointing because it seems that whenever the four of us get together, there is always talk of the next time we can gather. It is unfortunate and they will be missed.
It seems as though the more birthdays that pass, the less enthusiastic I am about them. I can remember counting down the days till the month long celebration would begin. Maybe it is maturity, maybe it is the fact that I can't stand up without something cracking or popping. But on a isn't my son cute note, last night B picked Ethan up from school and they went to Target so that Ethan could "buy" me a present. B asked Ethan what he wanted to get me for my birthday, to which he enthusiastically responded "coffee," which in itself is hilarious and full of irony. So this morning Ethan excitedly opened both the present and card himself and presented me with a bag of coffee and Diego card with a 3 on it, which B pointed out was fairly close if you just added another 3 to it. And apparently, I also wanted an elephant toy as well, which Ethan was more then happy to keep for himself.
Other then that, I forgot to blog about Halloween, but it was super a lot of fun, Ethan and his friend Jonathan trick or treated for the total of four blocks before tiring out and demanding treats and to go home. Ethan was a very cute Spiderman, muscles and all.
And on a totally separate note, we watched the season finale of Mad Men and it was profoundly awesome. I am only sad that now we have to wait a painfully long time till the next season. In the meantime, we are winding down with Top Chef and Project Runway, and once those are over perhaps I will actually re-start the design of my website and/or paint/read/write more...or maybe we will just find something new to watch.
Monday, November 9, 2009
give me a "P"
Give me an M. Give me an S. What's that spell? A very grumpy panda.
I admit that my monthly hormonal cycle is touch and go. Some months are easier then others. This one was not. Luckily for me, I have a very understanding boyfriend that gives me gentle reminders that there may be a reason for my volatile mood swings and my craving for red meat and ice cream. Check and check. I seem to forget from month to month that there is a strong possibility that yes, I will become overly sensitive, probably cry a few times and become overly frustrated that my clothes seem to have gotten smaller. It seems to come out of the blue and I am fairly surprised every time. I don't know if it me being daft or living in denial.
This happens to 50% of the population, how have we not cured this yet? Isn't there some vaccination for this, if we have conquered the chicken pox, the measles and polio, how have scientist overlooked this? Maybe we need to raise awareness and have a walk or something.
Whatever this is, I apologize to all friends, co-workers and people I live with for being less then pleasant. I am sure that it will blow over soon and I will be back to my normal self.
I admit that my monthly hormonal cycle is touch and go. Some months are easier then others. This one was not. Luckily for me, I have a very understanding boyfriend that gives me gentle reminders that there may be a reason for my volatile mood swings and my craving for red meat and ice cream. Check and check. I seem to forget from month to month that there is a strong possibility that yes, I will become overly sensitive, probably cry a few times and become overly frustrated that my clothes seem to have gotten smaller. It seems to come out of the blue and I am fairly surprised every time. I don't know if it me being daft or living in denial.
This happens to 50% of the population, how have we not cured this yet? Isn't there some vaccination for this, if we have conquered the chicken pox, the measles and polio, how have scientist overlooked this? Maybe we need to raise awareness and have a walk or something.
Whatever this is, I apologize to all friends, co-workers and people I live with for being less then pleasant. I am sure that it will blow over soon and I will be back to my normal self.
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