Just to let ya'll know, I started a new blog about losing weight. I will be chronicling my journey of losing weight, including weekly updates of my weight, stats, and photos.
Ch-ch-check it out!
P.S. - My new pajama pants/leggings are featured in a photo on my new blog!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Wow.
I have a secret that I would like to admit. Well, it's not so much a secret, but I'll share anyhow.
I am obsessed with pajama pants or any kind of "comfy" pants (this is, of course, in lieu to wearing any pants at all - because we ALL know that that is alwaysalwaysalways my number one option). And also any kind of pajamas, oversized shirts, robes, sweatpants, leggings...as close as humanly possible to being naked and/or comfortable, please.
As most of you know, I spend about 20 hours outside of my house a week (since I am only working part-time). The rest of the time, I am at home, pantsless. And when I have to do those mundane things such as go to the bank, grocery store, dry cleaners, etc. (i.e. leave the house for reasons other than work) I wear pajama pants. I am slightly ashamed of this fact. I'm surprised that I haven't gotten nominated to be on "What Not To Wear." Clinton and Stacy would have an aneurysm if they really knew how many different pairs of pajama pants I own. Oh, yeah, and wearoutinpublic.
So, yesterday, it's no surprise to me that when I went to Target for some groceries and other necessities, I wound up in the loungewear section. For an hour. I had to talk myself out of buying multiple pairs of pajama pants. It was nearly impossible. I can easily rationalize my need for more pairs because I am at home so often. I talked myself out of two pairs (one pink pair and one black pair) and settled on a pair of grey legging-ish pants. And since I got home last night, the pants have not come off.
Except when I went to bed. I can't sleep with pants on.
I am obsessed with pajama pants or any kind of "comfy" pants (this is, of course, in lieu to wearing any pants at all - because we ALL know that that is alwaysalwaysalways my number one option). And also any kind of pajamas, oversized shirts, robes, sweatpants, leggings...as close as humanly possible to being naked and/or comfortable, please.
As most of you know, I spend about 20 hours outside of my house a week (since I am only working part-time). The rest of the time, I am at home, pantsless. And when I have to do those mundane things such as go to the bank, grocery store, dry cleaners, etc. (i.e. leave the house for reasons other than work) I wear pajama pants. I am slightly ashamed of this fact. I'm surprised that I haven't gotten nominated to be on "What Not To Wear." Clinton and Stacy would have an aneurysm if they really knew how many different pairs of pajama pants I own. Oh, yeah, and wearoutinpublic.
So, yesterday, it's no surprise to me that when I went to Target for some groceries and other necessities, I wound up in the loungewear section. For an hour. I had to talk myself out of buying multiple pairs of pajama pants. It was nearly impossible. I can easily rationalize my need for more pairs because I am at home so often. I talked myself out of two pairs (one pink pair and one black pair) and settled on a pair of grey legging-ish pants. And since I got home last night, the pants have not come off.
Except when I went to bed. I can't sleep with pants on.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
An amazing musician, Zach Condon (my future baby-daddy)
Zach Condon is a truly gifted musician. He began recording music at the age of 15 (under the band name The Real People). He dropped out of high school at the age of 16 and moved to France, where he lived with his brother and taught himself French. It is in France that he was first exposed to Balkan gypsy music, notably including the Boban Marković Orchestra (which is clearly reflected in his current work). Now 22, he is most known for his work in Beirut. His newest album, The Flying Club Cup, has captivated me and won't relinquish my soul. He is soulful, full of heart, and has a truly haunting voice.
The Flying Club Cup website has videos of all of the songs on this album, and I implore you to take some time to listen to some of the songs. He has a large band/group of friends that play virtually every instrument imaginable, including the ukulele, the accordion, several different horns, the violin, watermelons (!), trash cans, conch shells...and the list goes on and on.
Here are two of the videos you mustmustmust check out:
Nantes.
In The Mausoleum.
Two items to note - the watermelon (!) and the shirt "I listen to bands that don't even exist yet." Amazing.
Try to listen to these songs without falling in love with this man. You can't do it, can you?
Monday, October 27, 2008
Not quite sure what to think...
Really? This guy can get married, but I'm STILL single?*
At least I don't have to lose over 1,000 pounds like he does.
I guess I always have that.
*Oh, and a flatbed truck? REALLY? Really.
At least I don't have to lose over 1,000 pounds like he does.
I guess I always have that.
*Oh, and a flatbed truck? REALLY? Really.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
LMFAO. For reals.
I recently saw this video of Andy Samberg from SNL impersonating Mark Wahlberg. Pretty funny, no doubt.
But, then (!) I happened to stumble across the trailer for the movie "The Happening" (starring Mark Wahlberg), and could hardly contain myself from laughing. It makes Andy's impersonation that much better. Seriously. I dare you to watch this trailer after Andy's impersonation and try not to laugh. You can't do it, can you?
Nailed it!
It made my day so much more dawesomer!
Oh, and say hi to your mother for me, alright?
UPDATE: 10/21/08
And then (!) there was this:
But, then (!) I happened to stumble across the trailer for the movie "The Happening" (starring Mark Wahlberg), and could hardly contain myself from laughing. It makes Andy's impersonation that much better. Seriously. I dare you to watch this trailer after Andy's impersonation and try not to laugh. You can't do it, can you?
Nailed it!
It made my day so much more dawesomer!
Oh, and say hi to your mother for me, alright?
UPDATE: 10/21/08
And then (!) there was this:
Monday, October 13, 2008
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