decisions, decisions.

So the Superbowl happened.  Then, oddly enough, I found that my current chapter of bedtime reading: How We Decide by Jonah Lehrer concerned the 2002 Superbowl.  It was a little much.  I don’t care for football.  I mean, it’s fine; I don’t mind it.  I just don’t get it.  The Superbowl is okay cause it’s a big deal.  I usually like big deals.  Maybe I’m uninterested because my team is the Kansas City Chiefs…ouch.  Anyways the book is pretty good so far.  I saw the author on BookTV and he seemed cool.  He uses neuroscience to determine how/why we make decisions, and how in understanding the process we may be able to decide better.  Also, he’s a pretty hot nerd:

 

OOH LA LA! 

I am really horrible at making decisions so I’m hoping his methods will be of use to me.

In fashion news, I recently purchased a silence + noise faux leather bomber jacket from Urban Outfitters.  When worn, I feel like a badass.  This is good as I am rather small in stature and tend to be mistaken for a younger/more innocent person than I am.  I have edge dammit, and I will display it via the outlet of fashionable vegan wear.  It was more than I would have liked to pay for it, since it’s not even real leather, but I have little T-Rex arms so it’s hard to find sleeves that are short enough.  When paired with deep red lipstick, such as Revlon’s “Stay Currant,” I am ready to kick ass & take names.  Or at least look like I am going to do so.

waweoh,
<3 Liz

25/365 January 25, 2010

25/365 January 25, 2010

I was upset when I realized I didn’t take a picture with myself in it today, until I realized that wasn’t the reason for me starting this whole thing. I’m doing this not to showcase or improve my photography skills, since I have none, but to document my whole year.

Let me tell you about my day. I got up early to the sound of torrential downpour. Got out of bed. Made a mocha. Got dressed. Headed out in the god awful storm (thank god my car was in the garage he he he) and drove to the Honda dealership in Newton. There, I waited for an hour while the service department installed my front license plate bracket and the plates themselves.

I then drove over to the inspection station since the car had no inspection sticker. I really thought I was on a roll. The dealership took awhile, but I was okay with it. There was no one in line at the inspection station and I zipped right through. With a REJECTED sticker. WHAT!

I had to go back to the dealership — since its a new (to me) car, inspection is obviously guaranteed. It failed for windshield wipers. The thing was torn. And it FAILED. So after going into hysterics to the receptionist and the used car manager, I waited for another 45 minutes and got the wiper blades replaced.

I went BACK to the inspection station. Success!

I also decided to really start up the beer blog again. I’ve been neglecting it, and honestly thought that I had gone so long without posting that my login would have been disabled, but it was fine. I want to write in there often to gain experience writing for food & bev. So I can freelance write articles in the future.

love, heather

oh, loverboy

can we discuss how much i love this man?

also: gibs:
i want all your wedding pics in non-facebook form. ill send you all a few dollars to burn to a disc and mail to me. ya? ya?

love, heather

11/365 January 11, 2010

11/365 January 11, 2010

Did you all see my disclaimer that I am not a photographer? Just throwing that out there.

I started my 4 Day Diet today. It. Is. Awful.

That probably has something to do with the fact that I’ve got my lady friend this week. Also, plain yogurt makes me gag. Fruit doesn’t fill me up. And psyllium powder is disgusting. I’m starving.

I had an interview today. I can’t tell if it’s a shady operation or not, but at this point I’ll take anything that pays me a salary, isn’t sales, and doesn’t completely suck. My life is at a complete stand still until I get a job.

Also: lunch with Dorie today! Dorie is one of my favorite people who I don’t see often enough. I’m going to work on fixing that.

OH — did you notice me wearing my coat inside? That’s because MY HOUSE IS FREEZING. I blame my husband. And my lack of a job.

love, heather

10/365 January 10, 2010

10/365 January 10, 2010

SUNDAY FUNDAY!

- Nathan woke up at around 9.
- I woke up around 10. But the cats just looked so comfy I couldn’t bear to disturb them.
- Got out of bed around 10:30
- Nathan had been playing Batman Arkham Asylum for hours already
- Cereal for breakfast
- HOMEMADE mocha
- Watched more Batman
- Started cleaning up last nights mess
- Watched more Batman
- Shower
- Lunch at Fat Burger
- GNC for Psyllium Husk Powder (needed for the 4 Day Diet cleanse)
- Home with the most awful bellyache from said Fat Burger (Nathan too! wtf!)
- Finished cleaning
- More Batman

I’m going to have to take a picture of this Psyllium Powder — it has a glorious artists rendition of the large intestine on the packaging. Awesome.

love, heather

7/365 January 7, 2010

7/365 January 7, 2010

Ashley and I are in the process of creating an Etsy shop where we’ll attempt to sell wonderful handmade things like scarves, leg/ankle warmers, beer cozys, and the like. Hopefully we’ll decide on items that DON’T take as long as the damn socks I’m making in today’s picture. I started in December. On size 0 needles. What was I thinking?

In other news — have I mentioned yet that I’m unemployed? I think it would be a given as I sit at home doing dishes and laundry all day. But I was let go from my job LAST FEBRUARY. Almost a YEAR ago!! It sort of turns my stomach when I think about it. But with the wedding 6 months away (at the time) and an upcoming honeymoon I didn’t really think it was appropriate to get a new job right away. So I waited. Then it was holidays. So nothing. Now I’m hangin’ on a wing and a prayer. I bring this up because I have an interview on Monday (yay?!). I am crossing my fingers that it’s not a shady operation, which is highly possible. I’ll keep you posted.

Have any of you ever done a cleanse? Monday I’m starting the “4 Day Diet” which is first a cleanse then a diet. I’m kinda nervous that I’m going to be STARVING but what can you do.

love, heather

6/365 January 6, 2010

6/365 January 6, 2010

My weekdays are far less eventful.

I can tell you truthfully that I have not left the house in 2 days. I’m thinking about going out to the mailbox but it really is very cold outside.

I spent the morning ironing, cleaning up, doing dishes, and — somehow still — laundry. Since Cablevision no longer carries FoodTV or HGTV, I have already watched Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix, and the Half Blood Prince (twice). I should mention that I don’t actually sit and watch these in their entirety, but have them on as I mill around the house.

For the second time, the Rachael Ray Show has been in contact with me regarding upcoming segments. This time they want to know if I know of anyone with an unflattering haircut or in need of a “booty boost.” Unfortunately, not only do I not know anyone who fits into either of those categories, but they’re kind of insulting, ya? “Heyy buddy, your hair makes u look fat — wanna be on RayRay??”

love, heather

5/365 January 5, 2010

5/365 January 5, 2010

Today was, among other things, hair washing day. It’s a big deal, people.

After more laundry, paint touch ups upstairs, and a new paint project downstairs (all the doors needed to be painted. Don’t ask.), it was shower time. And luckily for my darling husband, the Rachael Ray Show did a segment on straight/curly hair today that inspired me to actually blow dry. All attempts at documenting my hair swirling about with my (really cute polka dot) hairdryer failed. Miserably. So you are treated with this. My beauty routine. AKA mascara.

Now to watch Inglorious Bastards. We really do watch (at least one) movie every day.

love, heather

4/365 January 4, 2010

4/365 January 4, 2010

My major New Year’s Resolution is to do something productive with myself everyday.

Today, I shoveled the driveway, swept off the front steps, and salted (ALL by myself, thank you very much). Then put in a load of laundry, ran errands over at Target (I think i bought every dry-skin remedy available), ShopRite, and Home Depot. Now I’m home. Folded laundry. Now I’m doing some paint retouching on the trim where it was all messed up from the old blinds.

Of course, Calvin walked on the wet paint, and upon my yelling like a crazy woman, ran across the house leaving footprints ALL OVER. I could murder him.

love, heather

Bittersweet – the oxymoron of life. ;)

I don’t necessarily believe that you have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince. I don’t even think princes exist. That’s not pessimistic talk, that’s just the truth. Well they do exist, but over in places like England and Saudi Arabia, not the United States, kay?  The point of this now drawn-out semi paragraph is that I think everything is about timing. So, my time fell in time with another person’s time. However, there is something bittersweet about knowing there is someone out there that I know is a smidge better for me, and it just so just happened I met him at the wrong time. Life is funny that way, huh? Oh well. On with the new, out with the old..for now.