grown up night out
Saturday, 24 December 2005
Monday, 19 December 2005
one too many spinokopetas 
Thursday, 15 December 2005
I had a dream
I was about to walk down the aisle to get married and at the last minute I decided to put my contacts in. I left everyone waiting while I searched for contact solution. For some reason it hadn't occurred to me to put them in before and I was panicked, "Why am I wearing my glasses???"
Is this premonition of things to come? Should I be glad that I wasn't about to walk down the aisle naked?
Is this premonition of things to come? Should I be glad that I wasn't about to walk down the aisle naked?
Tuesday, 13 December 2005
Friday, 9 December 2005
Tuesday, 29 November 2005
Robi, Maxie & Christine visiting their old/ne/ soon to be home in DCMonday, 28 November 2005
Thursday, 10 November 2005
things I am noting since I've been back
- baseball caps. on all walks of humanity
- friendly customer service
- diversity
- suits
- glad handing
- DRIVING (me that is)
- Trader Joes was more exciting in my mind than in reality
- Target was all that and a slice of cheese
- freakishly and somewhat annoyingly warm weather
- money goes FAST
- I miss my bed
- and my boy
- comfort of like minds
- ease of dear friends
- large and fast an efficient appliances -- dishwashers, washing machines and dryers
- bounty of CVS
- still don't want to hear the news
- Cleveland Park has ghosts of Quebec House
- I've seen 2 old bosses and hid
- metro is expensive
- a cab to the hill is oddly cheapish
- planning a wedding is not as fun as one would imagine
- I have more unrequited consumer needs here
- I feel oddly at home but in a time warp
Thursday, 3 November 2005
many things
1) SLIM!
Yes, I passed the old certification exam. I am a CPCC... Certified Professional Co Active Coach. Which means I am trained, real and can put it on my business cards. Oops. I already had. (Hopeful thinking?) And jack up those client fees!!! (Nah- not quite yet!)
2) I am in the US!
Airplane travel freaks me out. How can I already be here? I was just there! There doing final laundry and packing and emptying the dishwasher and watchingthe last Six Feet Under (it just finished in the UK.) I was JUST riding in the car to Heathrow with Marko at 7:30 in the a.m., chattering lightly and trying not to be sad that I am not going to see him for 6.5 weeks. (It didn't work, I am sad. ) How can I be here in my new room Helena made for me with chock full of fresh wedding magazines and the latest gossip ones? With 2 drawers just for me and a borrowed bed to boot? With her fridge full of yummy things I love and her adorable 1 year old Oliver in the next room sleeping like a lamb with a noise machine making ocean sounds. Here where I ate a bean burrito for dinner and nearly cried with joy?
My journey was uneventful, but long indeed. I am not a good flier for 7.5 hours, but I was sandwiched in-between 2 delightful very American passengers and we had some fun. Even if I was in the dreaded middle seat. The guy was from Bethesda and talked LOUD, but was funny. Even if I was cringing when he was saying (loudly) how CRAZY the London traffic is and how did people manage not to be hit by cars??? Um, hello, English people are ON this plane with us.
3) I am here til January.
And I plan on taking it slow by immediately going to Target this morning and getting my sweaty fix. Serious junkie jonsing for some new sports bras and the smell of $15 outfits and hair treats. I have promised Mark "Not to go crazy spending money", so I must be controlled. MUST be CONTROLLED in Target.
4) I am planning a wedding.
In DC.
And London.
Yeah.
We have wrestled and wrangled about our wedding locale and have come to the big real and fat conclusion that we need to have one here and one there. So whilst I am here, I shall scout the US locations, secure venue and go through items 1-190 on theknot.com's checklist on How to Drive Yourself Loony in Planning Your Wedding When You Thought You Were A Normal Person. Followed by reading the article. "What, You Haven't THOUGHT about that yet". I may even be brave and try on some of them white things gals wear on that day.
Maybe I better wait until the queso swelling goes down.
Yes, I passed the old certification exam. I am a CPCC... Certified Professional Co Active Coach. Which means I am trained, real and can put it on my business cards. Oops. I already had. (Hopeful thinking?) And jack up those client fees!!! (Nah- not quite yet!)
2) I am in the US!
Airplane travel freaks me out. How can I already be here? I was just there! There doing final laundry and packing and emptying the dishwasher and watchingthe last Six Feet Under (it just finished in the UK.) I was JUST riding in the car to Heathrow with Marko at 7:30 in the a.m., chattering lightly and trying not to be sad that I am not going to see him for 6.5 weeks. (It didn't work, I am sad. ) How can I be here in my new room Helena made for me with chock full of fresh wedding magazines and the latest gossip ones? With 2 drawers just for me and a borrowed bed to boot? With her fridge full of yummy things I love and her adorable 1 year old Oliver in the next room sleeping like a lamb with a noise machine making ocean sounds. Here where I ate a bean burrito for dinner and nearly cried with joy?
My journey was uneventful, but long indeed. I am not a good flier for 7.5 hours, but I was sandwiched in-between 2 delightful very American passengers and we had some fun. Even if I was in the dreaded middle seat. The guy was from Bethesda and talked LOUD, but was funny. Even if I was cringing when he was saying (loudly) how CRAZY the London traffic is and how did people manage not to be hit by cars??? Um, hello, English people are ON this plane with us.
3) I am here til January.
And I plan on taking it slow by immediately going to Target this morning and getting my sweaty fix. Serious junkie jonsing for some new sports bras and the smell of $15 outfits and hair treats. I have promised Mark "Not to go crazy spending money", so I must be controlled. MUST be CONTROLLED in Target.
4) I am planning a wedding.
In DC.
And London.
Yeah.
We have wrestled and wrangled about our wedding locale and have come to the big real and fat conclusion that we need to have one here and one there. So whilst I am here, I shall scout the US locations, secure venue and go through items 1-190 on theknot.com's checklist on How to Drive Yourself Loony in Planning Your Wedding When You Thought You Were A Normal Person. Followed by reading the article. "What, You Haven't THOUGHT about that yet". I may even be brave and try on some of them white things gals wear on that day.
Maybe I better wait until the queso swelling goes down.
Thursday, 20 October 2005
nothing slim or clunky
No news is no news on the exam front. Neither slim evidence of my competence nor video of my foibles. Stay tuned. I am rather enjoying this neither here nor there place...
Monday, 3 October 2005
long time no write
I've had bits and bobs to report, but none seemed blog worthy, but perhaps when lumped together, they shall serve as an informative and entertaining post. Or at least make me current. A girl can't be funny all the time, can she?
1) I have a new bike.
I know, I am kinda heartbroken too. Greenie still is my number-one all-time best bike EVER. But through an insurance deal -- for Mark's stolen cycle, I got a new ladies mountain bike. (For all the mountains here in Cambridge). I am calling her Little Blue. She is blue. And little. And I can't feel the many bumps on the path to the gym when I ride her, so she will be my sporty spice bike and Greenie will be my town and shopping cycle. I forced them to park close to they could get to know each other. So far, no broken spokes. Dig me -- haven't driven a car for over a year, but now own 2 bikes. Iamsosure.
2) I take my certification exam on Thursday.
Thank you to those who have reminded me. I mean, wished me well. I am oddly not too bothered by it yet. Yet. I figure if I haven't learned, practiced, lived, the model by now and can't pass the test, then I shouldn't. The powers that be share the results in about 2-3 weeks... They send you a slim envelope notifying you if you passed. They send you a honking envelope containing the video of your sucky coaching if you failed. (So you can 'see' your mistakes. UGH) One hopes for a slim envelope.
3) I moved here one year ago
Hard to believe, eh? But the nip in the air is reminiscent of turning up the volume of change. And I am still doing it. I am happy how my experiment turned out. Getting married, almost a certified coach, less inches, more me. I recommend everyone get out of their life a bit and try on new ways. It really makes you see which laws you made up about yourself and which are actually true.
4) I am stateside for Nov/Dec
So I'll be free for Spices and local phone calls and local time zones and borrowing your best reads and seeing your new dogs and admiring your growing children and movies movies movies at E Street and Teaism soba noodles and a sessions at Flow and toasting Thanksgiving blessings and watching reruns of the Gilmore Girls and sitting in your kitchen while you open up a bottle of red and lying on your couch while we have another cup of joe and going to your holiday bash and getting on the regular stool for a hang with Krishna at Aroma and a breeze through the new exhibit at the Building Museum and no thanks, tonight I am staying in.
1) I have a new bike.
I know, I am kinda heartbroken too. Greenie still is my number-one all-time best bike EVER. But through an insurance deal -- for Mark's stolen cycle, I got a new ladies mountain bike. (For all the mountains here in Cambridge). I am calling her Little Blue. She is blue. And little. And I can't feel the many bumps on the path to the gym when I ride her, so she will be my sporty spice bike and Greenie will be my town and shopping cycle. I forced them to park close to they could get to know each other. So far, no broken spokes. Dig me -- haven't driven a car for over a year, but now own 2 bikes. Iamsosure.
2) I take my certification exam on Thursday.
Thank you to those who have reminded me. I mean, wished me well. I am oddly not too bothered by it yet. Yet. I figure if I haven't learned, practiced, lived, the model by now and can't pass the test, then I shouldn't. The powers that be share the results in about 2-3 weeks... They send you a slim envelope notifying you if you passed. They send you a honking envelope containing the video of your sucky coaching if you failed. (So you can 'see' your mistakes. UGH) One hopes for a slim envelope.
3) I moved here one year ago
Hard to believe, eh? But the nip in the air is reminiscent of turning up the volume of change. And I am still doing it. I am happy how my experiment turned out. Getting married, almost a certified coach, less inches, more me. I recommend everyone get out of their life a bit and try on new ways. It really makes you see which laws you made up about yourself and which are actually true.
4) I am stateside for Nov/Dec
So I'll be free for Spices and local phone calls and local time zones and borrowing your best reads and seeing your new dogs and admiring your growing children and movies movies movies at E Street and Teaism soba noodles and a sessions at Flow and toasting Thanksgiving blessings and watching reruns of the Gilmore Girls and sitting in your kitchen while you open up a bottle of red and lying on your couch while we have another cup of joe and going to your holiday bash and getting on the regular stool for a hang with Krishna at Aroma and a breeze through the new exhibit at the Building Museum and no thanks, tonight I am staying in.
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