Friday, October 28, 2011

It's close to midnight, and something evil's lurking in the dark...



Halloween 1997 with my bestest friends, looking about as freaky as Catholic school kids could.  I think we were trying to be aliens?  Confession time!  I actually wore that shirt... uh, and the hat... on numerous non-Halloween occasions that year.  Mom must have been so proud.
I'm not a big Halloween person, generally.  Nothing against it, I just don't have the ambition to dress up now that there are no Irish nuns to offend with my costume choice;  I don't like being scared;  Pumpkins are better in mah belly than carved on the front porch; I don't think zombies are awesome OR that they are likely to bring about the apocalypse; AND I'm a big girl and can buy my own candy whenever I want to all. year. long.

However, there is one redeeming aspect to Halloween that makes it all worthwhile for me every year, and that is the frequency with which Thriller plays on every radio station.  (Monster Mash, not so much, but I won't go there.)  Let's just say there's been a whole lot of car dancing happening on the drive to work this week.

Have a great weekend!!

Friday, October 21, 2011

Flashback Friday - Remembering

My brother and I with our grandma, 1997.


This is an exceptionally fitting photo since today would have been my grandma's 92nd birthday (she passed away in 2009), and my brother's birthday is Sunday.  He gets to celebrate by helping us move to a bigger apartment!  I bribed him with the promise of pumpkin pancakes.

Life has been.... stressful lately.  Between school, the impending arrival of my husband's family, our generally hectic schedules, and various other issues, I feel like a weight has settled on my chest.  I keep reminding myself of the positive - good health (despite having a cold at the moment), a body that runs, a family that loves me, a job that pays the bills, a beautiful city to live in, hot coffee, canned pumpkin, and a resilient nature.  I will get through the next couple months and come out smiling on the other side.

Everything will be okay.

I tend to be... how shall I say... pessimistic by nature?  Not prone to automatically look on the bright side?  It's my Type A personality at work, which makes it all the more important to seek out and hold onto beauty and inspiration in this world.  Today that came in the form of a blog posted by my best friend of 10 years, who is courageously uprooting and beginning a new life in a new city.  I did that once, and reading her words reminds me that the open, adventurous, fearless part of myself is still in there somewhere.  Buried for now.  But I will get it back someday.

My grandma was always a quiet force that pushed me to push myself.  She did it with few words, but with powerful love and confidence that made me feel like I had no limits.  I miss her.  When I tell the rest of my family that I'm training for a marathon, and they tell me I'm crazy or worry for my safety, I picture her sitting quietly, smiling at me.  Proud.

I may have gone off track here.  Bottom line - life won't throw anything at me that I can't handle, so I'm going to suck it up and move forward.  Which means hurrying up and publishing this so that I can finish some schoolwork, going home to love on my husband, and a weekend moving boxes up and down stairs so that we can begin a new chapter of our lives in a new place.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

10 Personal Questions

 Let's do something fun today.




Fun in the form of sharing personal information on the Internet.  Fun, as in, school ate my brain and I can't think of a more substantive post right now.  10 questions.  Ready?  Go!


What do you have next to your bedside table? Alarm clock, lotion, hair ties, a book, a candle, my phone, a water bottle, basal thermometer and ovulation chart (long story).... and usually some other random stuff.

Do you have a tattoo?  Yes, I have a lotus blossom and a line from a John Keats poem on my back.


Do you believe in abstinence prior to marriage?  Not for me, not even a little bit.  It was really important that I got to know myself/my husband on that level before we got married.  I feel the same way about living together before marriage.  I love hearing other people's views on this though, and I know of successful couples who have opted for marriage first.  It just wasn't right for me.

What is your worst habit?  I am unkind to my cuticles.  I have also been known to sneak into the freezer before bed for a spoonful of ice cream.  Aaaaaand I tend to make a habit out of being a big control freak.

How do you handle finances in your relationship?  Or, how would you like to handle money in your future relationship?  We both direct deposit into a single bank account, and have 3 savings accounts that exist for different purposes (moving/vacation savings, general/car insurance savings, and overdraft protection).  I keep track of our itemized expenses on a ginormous spreadsheet, and of our overall inflow and outflow on another spreadsheet.  We each have an allowance, and set amounts that we can spend per month on things like clothing, hobbies, etc.  It's a a very functional system, but a pain in my ass to be honest.  I'll be really happy when we're making enough money that we don't have to break a sweat over every receipt.

If you could change your name, what would you change it to?  I JUST got done changing it, and I'm not doing that again any time soon!  I'm not overly fond of Kathleen (attending Catholic school for 9 years has led me to associate that name with old Irish nuns), but I've made my peace with it.  When I was little, I did beg my family to refer to me as Olivia. 


Where do you want to go on your next vacation? Oh god, ANYWHERE!  I've been stuck in the IE for far too long.  We're thinking of flying out to the East Coast next year for a short vacation.  Maybe D.C.?  And perhaps a short trip sometime before then, Vegas or Arizona or something.


What is one political cause you feel strongly about?  Civil rights, and equality under the law for all persons regardless of sexual orientation or any other factor.  Also health care, but I don't feel strongly about it as a political issue per say.  I feel strongly that it should not be a political issue at all, and that we need to reconsider how impersonal and technology-dependent the whole system has become.  We've given too much power to the medical establishment, and we as individuals have relinquished too much control over our own bodies.  And I'm going to step off my soapbox now before I get started....


Have you ever stolen anything?  I stole one of those little roll-up horoscope thingies from the check out line in the supermarket once.  My mom saw me reading it later, gave me a look, and asked me where I got it (how do moms always know??)  I lied to cover my butt, but the guilt, oh the guilt, it was horrible!


Tell us something embarrassing about yourself.  I spent most of Wednesday afternoon avoiding school work by watching the Wonder Years episodes on Netflix... and may or may not have teared up when Kevin and Winnie danced at the prom.  Yes I DO blame PMS.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

(Not so) easy like Sunday morning


Sunday is, occasionally, my favorite day of the week.  I say "occasionally" because, with life being so hectic, nothing stays routine for very long.

These days, it begins at the crack o'dawn (5:30) with breakfast, and I'm out the door by 6:15 to meet up for my group run.  Initially I thought there would be no way I could get myself up so early on a Sunday every week, but it's actually become something I look forward to. This morning I beat the alarm!  Who am I??

Today was 8 miles with the group.  I was nervous going into this one, since last week was fairly rough mentally and physically.  Super busy at work, total burnout on Monday, knee pain, crazy back spasms yesterday (due to some sloppy weight lifting on Friday... my bad...). BUT it turned out to be one of my best runs yet!  I love how that happens.  I also love being a beginner, because I set a new distance record every week!

Of course afterwards I look something like this:

 

Complete with dirt lines, instead of tan lines.  I feel really hard core saying that.  For a second.  Then I just feel gross and run straight to the shower.

Afterwards there is always coffee.  Up until recently my husband and I had a little tradition where we'd go out for coffee and catch up with each other on Sunday mornings.  As much as I enjoyed that, with me running longer and longer on Sundays, it's just not possible.  Plus he got a tutoring gig on Sundays for a couple hours (or 3...) so, well, we'll catch up some other time.  Maybe after we graduate.  But there was still coffee!


Afternoons are spent sleeping pouring over textbooks till 3 or so, and our evenings are usually spent with my family in Highland.  I know, it's kind of pathetic that I'm 26, married, and still do laundry at my parent's house.  #1: I AM a mama's girl, and not ashamed to admit it.  #2: Well, frankly, my family is incredibly entertaining and I love spending time with them. 

Case in point:




We just can't help ourselves.  I hope you all are having a wonderful Sunday as well!