Friday, August 28, 2009

How To Interview

I had a job interview yesterday for a job that is about 1/10000000th of what I do now.
It would be a walk in the park. Super easy. I am totally over qualified. Like 10 years over qualified. This job is for someone just starting to get into the "industry."

So the interview went like this.

POM arrives in a suit in 100 degree weather.
POM is sweaty.
Very sweaty.

POM walks in and starts shaking.
Uncontrollably shaking.
Like a crack addict.

POM is handed a math test.
A math test?
Yes, a math test.
POM is too shaky to write.

POM bombs the math test.
POM can't even figure out a very simple question like:
A bill is $100. Tax is 7.75%. How much do you run the credit card for?
POM BOMBED big time.

POM was not-so politely shoo'd out the door.

POM is looking forward to collecting unemployment.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

From Poppin' Bottles to Baby Bottles

My best friend had a baby about 15 months ago and guess what, she had another one a month ago. This was my go-to girl. My party girl. My wing-woman. We actually made these pink business cards with our pics and phone numbers on them. You know "for a good time, call..." We used to answer our phones and say "Party central, this is Bunny."*

And now she's got two babies in diapers.
Two. Babies. In. Diapers.
Talk about a change. Also, she is an "import" - that's what we call the millions of people who flock to the "O.C." because it rules here. So, as an import - she has NO family here. I am her family. And I take the job pretty seriously.

Her husband has the type of job that keeps him away over night. Last night was the first full day and night that she was alone. So after work, I hit the market and went to her house to help and make dinner.** I haven't cooked anything in a while, so I hit up Mrs. F's page to see what I could find that would be healthy and easy (emphasis on the easy). Mrs. F is my go-to reference for all things hip motherly (and now Amish - I'm on book 4!) I made her pork tenderloin and HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THINGS MEAT - it was soooooooo tasty and tender and delish. I think my friend is considering leaving her husband and marrying me.*** ha ha.

Hanging with the two babies - wowsers. I can now see why she was so freaked out. I mean - how do moms with twins handle it? What if they cry at the same time? What if they poop at the same time? What if they're hungry at the same time? How can you give one the attention and not the other? This shit is hard. AND it makes me think that OCTO-Mom is really f'n crazy.

Luckily the older one can be entertained by watching Hi-5 OVER AND OVER AND OVER again****. She actually cried when it would end. I stayed with her through bath time, then bed time.

Then I went home and drank a bottle of wine, realizing that my grass is pretty green right now.

*Seriously, we did.
**See, I will be a good wifey someday.
***We have been accused of that MANY-O times.
****We all danced and danced to that stupid show and it hurt my calf. oops.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Sleepy Yogi

I didn't get all 3 days of yoga in, but I did manage 2 days. I'm quite pleased with myself and quite sore! I forgot how much it really works every muscle in your body.

I had a weird experience on Sunday though. Right when we got to the floor exercises (about half way thru) I has this overwhelming sense of exhaustion. So bad that I could hardly keep my eyes open. I had to really struggle to not just fall asleep there on stinky floor. It was strange. I pushed thru the class, but the second I walked in my door (sweaty and all) I collapsed on the cough and fell fast asleep for 2 straight hours. The only reason I woke up is because my phone rang. I am not a napper at all so this was truly strange.

The only thing I can think it could be is that I have this horrible cough thing and have been partaking in cough medicine left and right. But I took "day time" that morning. Who knows.

Calf still hurts. I am gonna rest it and stretch it for another week before attemping to run at all.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Weekend of Yoga

Here is my goal for the weekend - putting it OUT there.

Bikram Yoga - Friday, Saturday AND Sunday.
(maybe even tonight - Thur)

Since I can't run right now, I will use this time to get back to yoga.
I will try to run again next week if my calf is feeling better.

A couple of you guys mentioned my shoes - I wear the same brand all the time and my newest pair only have about 60 miles on them (yes I keep track). This calf thing is a re-occurring issue. I just need to rest it for a while. Then somehow magically run 20 miles the moment it's feeling better. ha! I can do it.

In other news, I think I am allergic to my office. While I was gone I felt great. 3 days back at this desk and my throat itches. I have this naggy hacky cough thing. Weird, I say.

Today is my friday - so have a great weekend everyone!!!
Peace out.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Insult to Injury

After 3 weeks of traveling and eating my way across the West Coast I had to step on the scale yesterday. (Yes "HAD" to because I had a doctors appointment).

140 my friends.
ONE flippin' FOURTY.

Guess what? If one eats more than normal and one does not workout, especially run when she's a runner she WILL gain weight.

I know, a total revelation, huh?

And yes, one can put on 8 lbs in three weeks.

I am just a hungry, hungry hippo right now. I had dinner with friends last night, then came home and made a quesadilla. WTF?

To make matters WORSE (if that's even possible) I have to try on bridesmaid dresses again tonight. This tubbo better fit her ass in a size four or bitches are goin' down!

To make matters even WORSE I heard something about someone who may or may not read this blog that kinda rubs salt in the wounds. But you know this girl can throw some damn salt right back.

Anyway, back to the weighty issue. I am going back to yoga and strict eating. I will update you accordingly.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Motivation Sideswiped

I was really motivated and excited to get a run in. I even woke up BEFORE my alarm and hit the pavement by 5:30am. I got about 3 blocks in and BAM... the calf pain. I tried to "run it off" for a couple more blocks but it was getting worse. So I turned around and went back to bed.

Crap. What am I gonna do? How long should I rest this little pulled muscle thingy? It was feeling fine walking, but running hurts. Now it hurts to even walk.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Who Needs Training?

It's the 17th of August.
I've run 9 miles this month.
Not quite up to par with "marathon training."

So it looks like my 2009 marathon goals will be
1. Finish
2. Have fun

I'm not even gonna put out a time goal or think about how awesome I was last year.
Honestly, I'm going to just focus on the fun of the race and being my girls again and hangin' in WIS-CAAAAAN-Sin.

I have 47 days (including today, which is a wash) to get my act together.
Stop talking about it and DO it POM.
Get your lazy ass out there (not to mention your newly developing spare tire)!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Movin' On To Nowhere In Particular

The pity party is over. I turned on all the lights and yelled "parents are here" so the pity jumped out the window.

I had a bit of free time today, so I went to the gym. Rode the bike for an hour then did weights. I forgot how much I love weights.

I brought 3 books on this trip and I'm almost done with the third. To my dismay, the hotel store only has a couple books and they all look les mis. I'm HOPING the airport has some better options. I read the 2nd book in the Beverly Lewis Amish series (love). Then I read "The Art of Racing in the Rain." It was kinda cute, you would love if you were an animal lover. Now I'm reading "The 10 Year Nap." It's just ok, too. Anything to kill time, eh?

The storm came and went. It wasn't really much to write home about. Just some awesome wind and a few sprinkles of rain.

So um, yep. Thanks for all your comments on my last post. I love how I don't need to spell it out for you's all. Ya just figure it out :) Je'Adore.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Whoa Is Me

Yesterday afternoon was my first chance to run in over a week.
I set out playing "dodge the tourist" on the beach path in front of the hotels (in Maui).
Here are the digits:
Mile 1: 8:54
Mile 2: 8:45
Mile 3: 8:54 (wow consistent, eh?)
Mile 4: 16:20 (yes, you read that right )
Mile 5: 15:47

As you can tell I pulled a POM move. I haven't run in a while and I got out all gung ho. Of course half way gone and I pull something in my left calf. I've done this before. More than once. Same calf too. If I take too long of a break and go out like a banshee, I pull something in this stupid calf. You'd think I will eventually learn.

I just hope it heals up quick because if I ever get home I need to commence this so-called marathon training.

Still waiting for this big hurricane to hit. It's been down graded to a tropical storm. I've seen plenty of winds and a bit of sprinkles of rain, but that's it so far. We had to reschedule all the group events. I guess it's better to be safe than sorry, as THEY say.

I'll finally be heading home in 5 more days. I packed 17 pairs of undies. I have 5 left. I guess I'm a good planner in that aspect. I feel like I've been gone forever. I wonder when the anxiety will hit. The anxiety about what I am going home to.
Relationship-wise... nothing.
Why am I so eager to get home?

Wednesday, August 5, 2009


My blog is in a serious state of neglect. I can't even describe how busy (amazing, but busy) this trip has been. Late nights, early mornings, only ONE run in a week. You know this girl is CAH-RAY-ZEE.

I have to say that I'm pretty proud of the organization I put into this event. So many details came off without a hitch. I'm leaving Canada in the morning and heading directly to Maui. It will be a long day of traveling, as I leave my hotel around 1pm and don't land in Kanapali until about 10pm. eeks. I'm looking forward to the plane ride to be honest. It's my "down time." Nobody to smile for, nobody to answer to. Hence the reason I'm quite a bitchy gal when traveling. I wish I had a shirt that said "PLEASE don't talk to me. I don't give a hoot about your vacation and don't want to hear a peep out of you. Thank you and good bye." I guess they don't make those shirts, huh?

The good thing (which I'm hoping) is that i won't be as busy in Maui. I really... REALLY... want to run. I actually did some weights the other morning after my ONE run of the week and forgot about how much I enjoy it. Especially in an empty gym. Maybe I can take this Maui trip and really use the time to get my butt in gear. I missed my 10 miler, but still have a 14 miler planned for Maui. Just need to figure out when. I am a morning runner and the evening is my free time so it will be a weird change. But I have to do it.

Totally rambling on here, so signing off.