Dear BodyBugg ...

No I will not eat kraft singles....will not do it.  One time I had these in my fridge for six months and they didn't go bad.  That's just not right. 

There are Few Things I like Seeing More...

There are few things I like seeing more than a Yankees defeat on opening day.  Ahhh, it's baseball season.  How I've missed you, so glad your back.

Currently Racking My Brain...

To remember if I have any strapy sandles hanging out in my overstuffed closet so I can make my very own version of these

Thanks to this amazing tutorial from Love Megan the amazing blog my rommie introduced me to last night. Thanks M!  I would also love to make this:

Just got my tickets for this in the mail...

 

Did I mention how excited I am?  Wow I am such a girl. 

I used to love my body...

OK that might be a bit of a lie, I have been a little unnecessarily tough on myself at times (and other times not tough enough) but I am trying to prove a point.  I had settled in on my couch to watch Grey's last night live, the first time without the fast forward assistance that my DVR provides in a very long time. Translation, I watched it with commercial interruption, allowing Victoria's Secret to bombard me with a commerical for this campaign:

The commercial is a montage of women that look like the ones featured in the picture above telling me "I love my body."   Confusion....are you trying to tell me I will love my  body if I buy this bra? Or are you just trying to make me feel empowered as a women?  I have no doubt these women love their bodies, they are models for Victoria's Secret, they get paid a lot of cash because a lot of people, including themselves I am sure, love their bodies.  This is no way shape or form makes me want to buy this bra (or anything from this company who is so clearly out of touch with reality and the inner workings of the woman's mind).  In fact it just makes me angry, I don't love my body thanks for rubbing it in.  Fail....

In other news....This reminder that I don't love my body has lead to researching this little handy dandy tool on line, what do you think is it worth the $250 price tag?

I need to figure out a way to become independently wealthy

 

It's days like this I wish I could throw caution to the wind and grab my ski gear on the way out the door instead of my computer.  20 inches overnight!  I should be on cloud nine with a snorkel and two boards strapped to my feet, unfortunately my whole responsible side set in and I remember it is not appropriate to call in with powderitis no matter how bad the case may be.  Oh well...I'll get um next time and today I can live on daydreams of epic moments that involve the white stuff and me.

Getting Ready For Work...

I had a bit of a plumbing disaster at my house last night...I was up late attempting to fix it/clean up the giant mess it created.  I failed miserably  so I called my local handy man (otherwise known as Dad) in for reinforcement and he promised to be over first thing in the AM.  And while the plumbing disaster has been fixed (fingers crossed we have figured the problem out, only time will tell) getting ready to finally make it into the office at about noon was a bit of a struggle and as a result I might be wearing:

Yoga Pants
LA Kings Hockey T-Shirt
A fleece
Easy Tone Tennis Shoes (at least i can tone my but and thighs while looking so ridiculous)
Make up....oh wait who needs such a thing. 

Of course this is a day that I manage to run into everyone at the office.  Really, my office is in the back and I can go almost all week without seeing anyone but my office mate who loves me for me and doesn't judge when I show up in yoga pants, but of course Murphy's law presides and I see six people before even sitting down at my desk.  On the bright side, I could head straight to the gym after work but I am 99.9 percent sure I forgot to put deodorant on.  You win some you loose some.