Monday Ramblings

I decided about 3 and half hours ago that I was going to go to bed early and get tons of sleep tonight, and wake up tomorrow feeling refreshed. I think if that had actually happened, I would have been in bed about 2 and a half hours ago. Oops.

So the the skinny vanilla latte is my new favorite drink from Starbucks. And all this time I thought a caramel latte was better! Well it's not. Trust me. I promise that I almost never drink coffee or coffee-related beverages, though. Although it makes me feel sort of grown up when I do.

Hooray for cell-phone reminders of certain people's birthdays that I might have otherwise forgotten! Sorry, you can't hide from my Blackberry.

Did I mention that I dropped my Blackberry in the sink? Yeah, I did. While my dishes were soaking and it was filled with water. Don't mock. It still works. (Just not as well.)

Went to Rhode Island last-last weekend. Went to St. Louis last week. (I touched the arch! Woohoo.) Going to New Jersey next week. (Blah.) MIGHT be going home to California in a few weeks. Haven't decided yet. (Hopefully) going to Chicago in May (excited for that one!). I have been on a lot of planes lately. You would think I lead an exciting life. Sometimes I think so, too. Most of these travels are not as glamorous as they sound though. I'd honestly rather sit in an office in Boston instead of flying on a plane to do the same thing. But I have gotten to see some cool places, and the list of important cities I've visited keeps growing. So there is some glam, and some blah factor to these trips.

It seems a little funny to sound like such a domestic traveler at my very old age of... 23, minus a few months. Just a year ago I was traveling about as far as the lawn or the pool side. Oh, grown up life. Didn't I say at one point that I felt like a major fake who is just pretending to be an adult? Well I still do. Which makes the traveling thing even funnier. I feel like a kid who is going on all of these little trips without the parents. Party in the USA. Yep.

I've been feeling like going to Portland lately. (The one in Oregon, not Maine. Because East Coast'ers think Portland means Maine.) Are there mountains in Portland? I recently concluded, in the shower nonetheless, that I want to live somewhere with mountains. Or big hills that could be mistaken as mountains if you weren't used to the Sierras. What can I say, there's just something about elevation that I like.

Too bad I don't think we have too many clients in Portland. But that's okay because I want this to be a fun / exploratory / scoping-out-my-potential-future-mountainous-home kind of a trip.

Nite.

What Every Girl Needs

Yes, exactly what you were thinking. One of those handy jar opener things.

I mean, that independent lady stuff is all good and well. I am totally sticking to that. But you know what would really be nice? A boy. To open jars. Because I just spent about 10 minutes wrestling with this ridiculous, impossibly-sealed jar of pineapple salsa. The result? After suffering what felt like a nearly broken hand, I gave up and scrapped my dinner plans altogether in exchange for something that does not involve fighting with lids until my hand is red and my wrist is sore. And I am just saying, this is not the first time I have lost such a battle. They make some of those things insanely tight okay.

Work from home tomorrow! This unfortunately means I have no excuse not to wash all of that laundry that I've been putting off for a month. I probably shouldn't admit this in writing. But I may have had to resort to washing certain important articles of clothing in the sink.

I am not a fan of this time change

Okay I'm actually very happy that we are gaining an extra hour of daylight. Maybe when I leave work, I will actually see the sun! However, it's almost 1 am and I have to get up in 6 hours. But I'm not sleepy. Might have something to do with waking up at noon.

I am pret-ty excited for this coming week. Mostly Thursday. When I have company coming over to visit. I even did my dishes today so my guest can use the silverware! I'm not going to tell you how long my entire dish collection has been sitting in the sink, or how I have been washing one fork a time on an as-needed basis.

If I keep hearing ridiculous words like "nor'easter" (translation: ugly storm) then I'm going to start representing Nor-Cal and bringing "hella" to the New England.

It's crazy how much people change over the span of a few years. For instance... I used to hate sushi and the color yellow. Which now happen to be two of my very favorite things. Oh and a few years ago I probably would not have made a cross-country move on my own. But I am a strong believer in ladies trying the independence thing. I'm not saying a cross-country move is necessary, or anything. But I have seen way too many girls who can't imagine the idea of existing without a boy at their side. (Alright, maybe I have even been one of them.) Fortunately I have discovered that you absolutely CAN do so, and it can be completely refreshing once you realize it. And then you can experience other boys who may be much better suited for you, and meanwhile you can get to know and trust yourself in a way that you've probably never done before.

...too bad I'm pretty sure the only people who read my blog are boys, all of whom are probably tuning me out by now.

Sunshine

I miss the beach.




















However, today we got some much needed sun. 50-degree-and-blue-skies kind of sun. I'm pretty sure all of Massachusetts was outside to celebrate. Including me.

I've decided that I need to get some patio chairs so that I can sit on the balcony and drink diet coke next time we have sunny weather. I've also decided that I miss the green hills and pool-time to go along with the blue skies. And the Pacific Ocean. Don't get me wrong, I like my new city a lot. I like the people and the buildings and the cute boots that you get to wear when it starts to get cold outside. If only it were filled with palm trees and located about 3,000 miles closer to the Pacific Ocean, I think it might be the perfect city.

So I don't know what that means for me.

Guess What

If I have to spend any more days at work copy/pasting things in Excel, I think my fingers might fall off. Not to mention I might lose my mind. I swear my job isn't always that brainless. Just sometimes.

But it's okay because.... Bachelor season finale tonight!!! Who will Jake choose?? (I swear my non-work life isn't always this brainless. Just on Monday nights.)

Happy March!