Hometown: The Roch, MI (aka. The Crotch, aka. Crotchscratcher, aka. Crotchmolester, aka. Rochester)
Currently Living: Clawson, MI
Height: 5'8
Weight: Ha ha, yeah right
Favorite Color: Blue (preferably navy)
Profession: Researcher
Favorite Nickname: Trick, Sloan
Favorite Drinks:Vodka Tonic, Guinness, Diet Dr. Pepper, Dirty Martinis, red wine
Favorite TV Show: Friends, Sex & The City, Project Runway, The Amazing Race, Iron Chef America
Least Favorite TV Show: A Baby Story, I Love Lucy, Martha Stewart, Everybody Loves Raymond, every hour long drama
Favorite Books: The History of Love, Beloved, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, Fight Club, A Prayer for Owen Meany, The of Being, SurUnbearable Lightness vivor, Empire Falls, The Corrections, The Bell Jar
Favorite Movies: Little Miss Sunshine, Anchorman, The 40 Year Old Virgin, Wordplay, American Beauty, Life is Beautiful, Amelie, Breakfast Club, Singin In The Rain, Sixteen Candles, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Sleeping Beauty, Dancer in the Dark, Duets, The Virgin Suicides, The Manchurian Candidate (1962), Austin Powers I, II & III, My Best Friends Wedding, Moulin Rouge, Tommy Boy, Billy Madison, The Shining, Gone With The Wind, Bridget Jones' Diary, Chicago, Love Actually
Guilty Pleasure Movies: Xanadu, Dirty Dancing, Overboard, Groundhog Day, Steel Magnolias, 10 Things I Hate About You, Bond movies, Footloose, Clue, Murder By Death, High Spirits, A Cinderella Story
What I Do Too Much: Check email, crossword puzzles, complain about my job to friends and family,
Obsessions: sushi, Indian food, ranch dressing, toenail polish, song lyrics, hands, awards shows, symmetry, avocados, maps, dreams, This American Life, the display in my car that tracks my MPG
Pet Peeves: loud eaters, slurping, gulping, arrogance, snoring, bad grammar, repetition, late mergers, ripping cardboard, the word "chunky", intolerance, couples in a restaurant sitting on the same side of a booth, pop-up ads, privacy manager, men that drive without shirts on, being foolish, unfairly jumping to conclusions, being made fun of, cat-calling, people who type too hard
Greatest Fear: crossing bridges
Relaxing Activites: late night drives to sing by myself, headstands, hot baths,
Wish I Was: Ansel Adams, Jenifer Aniston, in love, living alone
Prized Possessions: ring from my grandparents, flower pot of my Grandma's, electric blanket (temporarily broken), tongue scraper, my bed
Craziest Thing Ever Done: getting a tattoo, strip Jenga
Things I Eventually Want To Do: skydive, buy a guitar, learn how to play the aforementioned guitar, take flying lessons, travel to France, write a novel, learn how to play the harp, tap dancing lessons, run a marathon
Tuesday, August 22, 2006 And I think it's going to rain today....
Last Saturday was one of the last few days that Suz and I would have an opportunity before our triathalon to practice doing a full swim/bike/run (although not entire the full distances of all, but pretty close). We had planned for it all week, and all week, it was sunny and mild and perfect for outdoor exercising. Welllll, not quite so with Saturday. I woke up in the wee hours of the morn to the sound of the rain on pavement and car tires kicking up water and noise. But we were both stubborn, sat around most of the morning waiting for it to wane, and then went anyway. Although I'd like to point out that it hadn't really "waned" at all. I was soaking wet by the time we got the damn bikes into the car.
But we tried to rationalize that we started with the swim anyway so we were going to be wet for the rest of it already. So what's a little rain?
Well, yes, the swim was, well, wet. But the bike and run were equally as wet. When we got on out bikes to start the second leg, we both had to laugh at each other at what silly girls we are, not to mention how frightening we looked. But that was only while we could still see. Because once we took off on the bikes, the first half of the ride was a nice steady pelting of misty raindrops into our eyes. And I don't typically train by riding bikes on hills, and the park we were at was far more hilly than I seem to remember. So by the time we got to the run, my pants were falling off my ass from the 5lbs weight of water that they were carrying and I was sufficiently tired. But we soldiered through a couple mile run to complete the most amusing few hours that I've experienced in a long while. I suppose that you're advised to train in all kinds of different conditions, and it's damn sure that I'll be ready for rain now. Shoot, sunshine will feel like a picnic (I almost wrote "...will feel too easy," but I know that certainly won't be the case).
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Friday night Suz and I babysat our niece and nephews while my sister Laura went out to dinner with her husband and some friends of theirs. By the time they got back, the kids weren't in bed yet (hey there great babysitters!) but were in the process. Sort of. We would have made them go to be after the Tom and Jerry movie we were watching.
But my niece went upstairs first and we were surprised when she started screaming from her bedroom saying there was a mouse behind her door. Of course when we get upstairs, there's nothing there, and we all seem a little convinced that she was either just imagining things or that she didn't want to go to bed.
Well imagine my surprise (and sudden pangs as a bad auntie) to discover that, lo and behold, their cat caught a mouse in the basement on Saturday. And yet more trauma for my niece, was that she was the one who came upon the cat with the mouse in its mouth and batting it around while still alive and struggling. Geez, that traumatizes me just thinking about it. So I think there's a moral here somewhere and I will probably take what the kids say a little more seriously next time.
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So I'm having some serious serious work drama this week. Actually for the past couple weeks. Remember how I've been lamenting that I was supposed to start this other job? (How could you forget, I've been complaining about it enough). Well, that's supposed TO ACTUALLY HAPPEN September 1st. However, I'm being wooed to stay. Very convincingly wooed. Plus, I just discovered that there's no increase in pay in the new job, which wasn't my original understanding. So I have a tough decision that I have to make...oooohhhh....yesterday.
I don't know why I'm so overwhelmingly distraught by the whole situation though. When I met with my boss last week though, he always gives me so much to think about. Which position is really going to be best for my interests and career? Which situation do I see making me the happiest? What do I want to be when I grow up? Sadly I don't have answers to any of those questions. But I suppose that I will need to come up with some right quick. Like today quick.
Well, I have a bike ride staring me in the face this morning, so have a lovely day and wish me luck. Not just on the bike ride, but on all the other crap too.
