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28 Jan

Paleo: Week 4. Two weeks in, I was down almost ten pounds, but I’ve gained a bit of that back by now. Probably all the bacon. In week 4, there will be no bacon.


Oh look. Some vegetables. I’ve been a vegetable chopping and chomping machine, which I guess is the whole point of this. I did have a bite of ice cream the other night, and it didn’t even taste good. Ice cream is pretty much my religion, so this is the most blasphemous thing – ice cream tasted bland, but the plain steamed veggies I had with dinner were SO delicious, like they’d been covered in cheese.


Breakfast has been difficult for me. I don’t want to wake up any earlier to have to cook, so I make a week (or at least a few days) worth of breakfast on Sunday. The sweet potato hash got nixed after week one, when my coach told me sweet potatoes were only for after workouts. Weeks 2 and 3 I made frittatas, but I needed to switch it up this week. I’m sure you’ve seen something like this on pinterest, that’s where I got the idea.


And finally, my masterpiece. I made spaghetti (squash) sauce from scratch last night. I made my own base, though the tomatoes were canned – I’m not a miracle worker. This is before I added the turkey and a bit more tomato puree.



My “cheats” since starting paleo have been a tumbler of whiskey or cider on the weekends. Starting February 3, I plan on putting a stop to that as well…at least for the rest of the month of February.


Resolute Redux

7 Jan

Totally revamped resolutions!

  • a photo a day
  • 52 new books/52 new movies
  • get kipping pull ups and double unders
  • paleooooo

de3f89fa593e11e28dba22000a1f97e5_7 e3cc8cf4584b11e2ae8022000a9e2946_7Paleo has only been going on for a day. Pretty easy, since I spent 3 hours prepping yesterday, plus another hour tonight on extra snacks – I was super hungry all day. Luckily I can eat the exact same thing day in and day out – it would be a nightmare otherwise. Hopefully it helps get my weight back down, resolves some gut issues, and gets rid of the little tummy pooch.

So far I’m 2/52 movies (watched Pitch Perfect on xbox live last week and saw Django Unchained on Saturday night) and 0/52 books – why did the first book I pick up this year have to be the Lord of the Rings trilogy?! I’m not letting myself read anything else until I finish it, and there are two books coming out tomorrow I’ve been waiting to read and I just scored a $0.99 kindle read.

Kipping pullups and double unders will have to wait a little longer to get any attention since I seem to have injured myself. I’m getting extremely limited mobility out of my right shoulder before the pain kicks in. If my arm is down in the ‘neutral’ position (I guess that’s what you’d call it), there is no pain, and assuming neutral = 0 degrees, anything from 45 degrees to 180 in either direction is excruciating. Sadly, this is a wait-it-out kind of thing. Last time it only lasted three days, so hopefully I can get back to Crossfitting my little heart out by Thursday. If not, I might have to go for a (gasp) run this weekend.

Merry Christmas Eve!

24 Dec

I think the holidays are inherently difficult for everyone. No matter how much “Christmas Spirit” you have, it’s just…a weird time of year with forced cheerfulness.

Personally, as someone who has no contact with her own small family, The Holidays™ are a weird time for me. I’ve spent the last few weeks crying at every list of photos that will restore my faith in humanity that facebook and buzzfeed have to offer. It was working, my faith was being restored.

And then. Tragedy. I can not even imagine being a parent to a small child after what happened in Connecticut. I was crying at my desk at work, almost as far away from that place as you can get, feeling so useless. I signed online petitions to get the Westboro Baptist Church labeled as a hate group when they decided to picket the funerals.

I started reading about the ’26 Acts of Kindness’ people were doing to honor those children. I cried at my desk at work some more while reading through the twitter hashtag (#26acts). Again, faith in humanity being restored. More than that, I decided I should also get involved.

I’m not what you would call a “nice person”. I’m not a mean person or a bad person, I hope, but I have a short temper and I’m easily annoyed – and I’m bad at hiding it. So, these 26 Acts will hopefully become a lifetime of kindness.

Merry Christmas Eve!




We met Santa! And I became a giant.


Lady is also has the holiday spirit.


This year’s Christmas present.


Starting Christmas traditions. We got our first ornament, but we didn’t get a tree.

(This morning in New York, four firefighters were shot while responding to a fire. Two of them, plus a police officer, were killed. A man set fire to his home to lay a trap for first responders. This man had previously spent 17 years in prison for the death of his grandmother. Seven homes were destroyed by this fire, and 33 people were evacuated from their homes on Christmas Eve. As the wife of a firefighter, this is the most sickening thing I can imagine, and one more thing I will worry about every time Marshall goes out on a call. My thought are with the families, the other injured firefighters and police officer, as well as the West Webster FD.)


9 Dec

Well. That was unintentional. I would think about blogging every day and then just…not.

One of those days, I thought about how all those ‘big’ bloggers take photos of everything they do all day. It sounds easy enough, but I got bored and forgot about it after taking Lady for her morning walk. Lady didn’t even make it into any of the photos.



I bought a onesie. I wear it all the time. I’m wearing it right now. This picture is not from right now; I don’t think I’ve ever had wine at 10:30 in the morning.Image

Last weekend we drove up to Sacramento so I could meet Marshall’s grandmother and so he could say goodbye to her. She held on a few more days and then passed quietly with her sons and her sister at her side. Image

On Friday we went back up to Daly City to watch the San Francisco Bulls lose some hockey. We went to a game a few weeks ago, and right outside our section there was a mechanical bull. There was always a huge line (and I kind of chickened out), so I didn’t ride it and regretted it. So when we got these tickets from livingsocial.com (two tickets, a photo with Rawhide, go on ice and take a shot at the net), I knew I had to do it. I look way too excited about crossing something off the list.Image

Everything else has been business as usual.



6 Nov

WatchingWanderlust. I came across some Redbox codes, and this was the only think I thought Marshall would want to watch. Neither of us are really paying attention.

Listening toI still have not stopped listening to Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra. Almost two months now, and I’ve listened to nothing else.

Thinking abouthow much I hate the time change. I’m even more tired all the time, I wake up so early, I don’t want to drive home in the dark.

Lovingthe fall weather we’re NOT having. It was like 95 today and it’s November! Usually summer gets here for a week or two in October, so this is unusual. Last week it was raining on Halloween too cold for costume wearing, so I loofah’d it up for 30 minutes at work and then changed back to regular clothes. I did win a $50 giftcard  in the costume contest for my troubles.

ReadingI just finished The Girl Who Fell Beneath Fairyland and Led the Revels There. For one of the first times ever, I’m actually hoping the story isn’t over and there will be another book.

Making me happy New cars for everyone! Marshall traded the jeep for a truck and a motorcycle (I rode on the back of it, and got to cross it off the list!) and we were approved for a car loan after almost a year and we are financing a new car that doesn’t leak coolant and then overheat all over the place.


and a half

22 Oct


26.5 – a new age to say out loud. For someone who never made life plans or picked what they would be when they grew up (equestrian/ballerina/teacher), this is not at all where I saw myself.

To celebrate this half birthday, I took myself to Target for some books and then out for coffee. Lady got a beach-adjacent walk and then she went to the vet and they did a fungal scrape and some other kind of scrape. She tried to bite the vet AND the vet tech. I read one of my new books and cried and still feel very depressed (it’s about dying, mostly), so I made myself some dinner and had a beer and now I would like to go to bed at 8:30.

(Photo above is unrelated, it’s a few years old. It was an idea I had for a photo project that lasted for 3 photos.)


16 Oct


Watching Supernatural. I watched the whole series and started watching the new season on itunes….and then started the series over. This show should have filled the gap Buffy left in my life since I was NOT watching Angel, but I wouldn’t have appreciated it (or Jensen Ackles) back then.


I don’t know what he’s doing, but this is the face I make when I’m drunk and trying to read something.

Listening to Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra. This is all I’ve listened to on my ipod since it came out a month and some days ago. This is the only thing I’ve listened to on my ipod as a married woman. It hasn’t got old yet. Go get it here. Pay what you want. Enjoy.

Thinking about babies. I have baby brain right now. I don’t especially want a baby, but I can’t stop thinking about them.

Loving Barnaby J. The Beeb. The Bug. BooBoo. This is the kitten I’ve been waiting my whole life for…and it’s a boy. And a cow.


Reading Lie Down in Darkness. I have no idea what it’s about or what to expect, but I heard it was going to be a movie and a few actresses I actually like are vying for the role of Peyton Loftis…so the moral of this story is it doesn’t take a lot to convince me to read something. It’s actually very good, so that’s a plus.

Making me happy besides cats and new clothes and Dean Winchester and husbands is crossfit. It’s nice to have something to do again, and to be social with people. And to drop 45 pound bars on my shins (twice) when I fall (twice). I’m going three times a week and hope to move up to 4 times a week in January. My schedule got a little messed up last week, so I went Tuesday 7pm, Friday 630pm, Saturday 11am. I made it through the back to back workouts okay, but Sunday was rough.