Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Brain Dump

Time for a Wednesday brain dump.

At work, we have an open concept office- so all 20+ of us sit in one open space. Because of this-, every little thing needs to be voted on by the whole department. We're painting two accent walls in our department. I end up being in charge of all random shit like this, so I picked out 5 different options to have everyone vote. But of course (even with 5 options), I'm still getting responses like "These are going to be way too dark" or "This will be SO bright on the wall" or "I don't like any of them." But since no one else will take charge of the situation, I just don't really care and it is what it is.


I drive my cousin to work every day because he works on the college campus where my building is and they are a one car family. This week, his daughter has been going to a camp at the museums around us, so I have been driving both of them. The emotions a 6 year old feels (and talks about loudly) are hilarious. She has been SO EXCITED and SO SAD all within the span of 30 seconds. Also, this morning she told me to "Enjoy your life before kids. Once you have kids, it all changes." She's 6 and it's hilarious.

I've been in the mood to paint a room in my house. Our dining room was my first option, but my mom convinced me to just hang some stuff on our walls and that might change my mind. So we went out and bought a big painting. And we got a rug from my aunt and uncle. I'm pretty happy with the results!! Though I still want to paint something...maybe the basement.

Poor lighting and messy table, but I promise it really brings the room together!

Nora likes to wear other peoples shoes. And babies in shoes that are too big for them is hilarious.
Macarons at work make any day better- especially when one is Bailey's flavored!
Fire drills at work when its 50 and sunny make for a pretty awesome afternoon.
And my dog uses pillows. Because she is a damn diva.

Happy hump day!

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Morning Me Says No

I had big plans of going to the gym this morning. Instead my alarm didn't go off.

Because I turned it off.

Yesterday me:
5:00- text to my friend to see if she is going to class in the morning. She says no because she isn't working so she doesn't want to get up at 5:00 am. I decide it doesn't matter; I'll go anyway.

9:00- I set my alarm for 5:15am. But I feel good about it. I'm going to bed early; I can finally breathe again (after a week of the plague); I can definitely make it to class.

This morning me:
3:30am- I wake up to go to the bathroom. Notice the time and think I'm pretty pumped that I still have 2 hours of sleep.

3:40- I'm still awake. My throat is a little itchy. I should turn my alarm off.

3:50- I'm still awake. My neck is still stiff. I should turn my alarm off.

4:00- Stop making excuses Margaret. You're going to the gym.

4:30- I'm still awake. Whyyy?

4:45- Screw it. Alarm is going off.

7:15- I really should have gone to the gym.

I'm great at making excuses to not go. That's the easy part. Shutting down those excuses and dragging my butt out of bed?'s rough. Thankfully I have a friend to go with. Knowing that she is waking up and getting to class on time and is expecting me to be there? That's good motivation to do it myself. I've realized that having a workout buddy is a bigger motivator to me than just wanting to get in shape or lose weight.

So no I didn't make it this morning, but there is always Thursday. Day time me knows I can do it.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Gym Frustrations

Let me paint you a little picture.

I drag my butt out of bed at 5:15 this  morning to get to the gym by 5:45 for a class. So I'm already a little crabby to begin with. Because duh. It's early.

Within 5 minutes of the class starting, I'm a hot, sweaty mess. And when I'm a hot sweaty mess, my face turns an unfortunate shade of bright red.

So doing what a normal person would do in this situation, I turn on the giant fan that is in the workout room and point it towards my friend and I (one of us ends up doing this every class).

Less than a minute after I do this...a late comer to class who had already positioned her stuff way too close to us decides that she doesn't like the fan and turns it in the opposite direction. Away from me and my over heated red face.

This is a pretty accurate description of how I felt. And looked. Minus the horns. 

I understand that not everyone will be comfortable with the same temperature in the room but to blatantly turn it away from me immediately after I turned it on? Rude.


Wednesday, March 11, 2015

One Year

About half way through my day yesterday, I looked at the date and realized that it was my one year anniversary at my job! Which means I should probably stop calling it my "new" job. But is just blows my mind that I have already been here for a year.

Sure, I have had bad days and days where I don't love coming to work. But 95% of the time, I absolutely love my job. I get to come work in an absolutely gorgeous and historical building. I am able to listen to a world class orchestra on my lunch break or even just walking to the bathroom. I work with an amazing group of people who make those boring or difficult days a little better.

So here's to another awesome year...and hopefully many more!

Monday, March 9, 2015

My Dog Eats Everything

Lucy is a lab mix. We don't know what the mix part is. But what we do know is that she definitely has a lab appetite. Every night at promptly 5:00, or if we're being really honest here- 3:30, Lucy sits by the door to the side room where her food is and whines this incessant, high pitched, never ending whine until we feed her.

We have actually started to feed her half her dinner at this time and the other half later in the night. Because she was waking up at like 4 am hungry again. And no. Just no.

But how do you say no this this face??
In addition to her normal meals, she gets treats. She gets table scraps....from her dad. And she get's whatever she can get her dirty little paws on that we are stupid enough to leave on the counter.

Which has included (but is not limited to):
  • A jar of peanut butter
  • Half a tray of salted carmel chocolate cookies
  • Half a bag of almonds
  • A loaf of bread
  • A baguette
  • Bag of carrots
  • No less than 29 Tupperware containers
  • Quite potentially her own poop (don't get me started on this's disgusting)
  • And to top it off, last night, a pound of raw ground beef that I had taken out of the freezer to thaw for dinner today.
Needless to say- Doug stayed home with her today to make sure that she's feeling ok, to give her plenty of outside time and lots of water.

At least she is enjoying the sunshine!

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Impromptu Night Out

I left work last night with big plans of spending my evening curled up on the couch with my dog and a glass of wine. And then a friend texted and asked if I wanted to go to the Cavs game with her...which included great seats and VIP passes for free food/drinks all night.

A big part of me really wanted to say no. My couch was calling my name. But besides the fact that I was feeling lazy, I had no good reason not to go. And I'm so glad I did!!

Kristen and I have been friends since we were 16 and ended up going to church camp together. While there were a few years in the middle where we fell out of touch, rekindling our friendship was amazing. To have a friend that you have known for over 10 years who knows one too many secrets about you...well, those are the best kind of friends to have.

Plus- an impromptu girls night out, a few drinks and a winning Cavs game? It's just good for the soul.

Oh and we got to see this.
It's almost Tribe time! We got our tickets for opening day last week (perks of husband working for the company the field is named after) and I can't wait!! Just hope it's a little warmer and we don't have all that snow!

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

The Little Things

From day one, Doug and I might not have seemed to be the most compatible couple. We don't have all the same interests and seem pretty opposite in a lot of cases, but we balance each other out.

I keep using this photo I know. I just really want to go back to Jamaica.

I'm the extrovert, willing to start conversations with anyone to his introvert who is perfectly happy never talking to anyone new. I'm the one who absolutely loves being in a busy crowded place and he hates it (ex: opening day for the Indians...which he is dreading because of the sheer number of people that pack into downtown). He's perfectly happy playing video games all day on a Saturday and having no human interaction. I need to talk to people or I go stir crazy.

But it's not all differences. We both love a good super hero movie or TV show (and I don't just love Thor and Arrow because of the incredibly good looking main characters...that's just a perk). We enjoy the same music and he doesn't mind that I always put the same album of The Decemberists on whenever we're in the car. And I don't mind his constant need to share new comedians with me because duh- he knows what makes me laugh.

Just little babies in college.
He kills all the spiders. And only laughs at me a little when I shriek.

He doesn't mind the heel of the bread (thankfully- otherwise it would go straight in the trash).

He does the dishes after I make a giant mess while making dinner.

He compliments my food, even when I can tell it's not his favorite thing.

He sends me pictures of puppies and other funny Reddit things at least once a day. Just because.

Ignore the awkward hands. They were covered in cake.

No special reason for a sappy post today. But when we were making breakfast on Sunday morning, he automatically took the plate with the heel on it (because gross), and it just made me smile. The little things.