I’ve still got this ridiculous cough which sounds far worse than it actually is. It’s a little embarrassing at work to be like, “Oh, excuse me while I hack up a lung. Don’t worry, I don’t think I’m contagious. Probably.”
Seven days of influenza has also taken a toll on my running, but today I victoriously ran my 900th mile of 2013 (I should say that 900 includes 12 miles of swimming, which I count because swimming is so hard!). Right before I got sick I calculated out how many miles/day I’d have to log to make 1,000 by the end of the year. Missing as many days as I have means it likely won’t happen, but who knows? I am planning to do the currently-in-vogue Holiday Running Streak, in which one runs at least a mile every day between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Thanks to my faith, I will be counting a walk on Sunday as running. If nothing else, this should get me out the door on days when the weather is unfit for man or beast.
On Saturday we embarked on our yearly late fall trip to Ikea. Seriously, last year we went in October and the year before that we went in December. It’s not far away, but I’m of the opinion that relationships can suffer if repeatedly exposed to Ikea. This trip was not bad, though; we had a list, were well fed and rested, and hadn’t been driving away from beautiful Lexington for nine hours while my dad followed in the moving truck. We picked up a new TV stand (photos to come), new pillows, measuring cups and spoons (because my plastic sets are one-by-one biting the dust), and the ottoman for Jason’s POÄNG chair. We also picked up the leather covers for our chairs. Those chairs have been with us since the second week of our marriage and it felt like a betrayal as we tossed the well-worn seat covers into the dumpster. Then I sat on the cool comfortable leather and didn’t feel bad anymore. Jason also bought me a stuffed panda because I am five years old. Kidding! He bought it for me because he was going to get me a stuffed Ikea panda five years ago for Christmas and didn’t. Omission rectified!
One thing worth noting: we carefully measured the trunk of our car to make sure it could accommodate the EXPEDIT bookshelf we got for our TV. Dieter’s back seats fold down and provide trunk access which, according to our calculations, should have provided enough clearance for the package. Unfortunately we didn’t factor in rigidity and spent more than a few minutes at the loading dock trying to finagle the sixty-six pound package of wood into the back. Try as we might, we just couldn’t make it fit. We were just about to unpack it and stack everything separately (which would have been a fine solution) when I suggested trying to fit it horizontally across the back seat instead. By scooting the passenger side front seat all the way forward, we were able to just barely squeeze in the EXPEDIT. (Seriously, the thing could not have been one inch larger.) I rode home with my feet knocking the glove box, but “Wait Wait! Don’t Tell Me” was on and we made it home without incident.
Saturday afternoon was spent with friends watching the BYU v. Notre Dame football game. We were the only BYU fans there and it was a little sad. Our sorrows were assuaged by phenomenal pulled pork and chocolate cake. We brought coleslaw and non-alcoholic beverages.
Other things we have done lately:
- Stayed up far too late to watch the BYU basketball team take on Iowa State. Stayed up less late last night to watch them beat Texas. Will stay up far too late tonight to watch the Wichita State match-up.
- Made the Holbeins’ acorn squash with cornbread-sausage stuffing, which is really the most autumnal meal ever.
- Took a headshot at work. It’s not official; folks were testing out a lighting concept for portraits and I got to take advantage.
- Still haven’t achieved fall bingo.
- Worked a lot.
- Read a lot. I just finished Sonia Sotomayor’s autobiography and a thrilling book about the first (and only, until a few years ago) five women to summit K2. I think Jason is reading Passage of Power, or “More Than You Ever Needed To Know About LBJ, Vol. III.”
- Talked about putting up our Christmas tree. It’s going to happen soon.
- Watched The Hunger Games over the course of three nights.
- Bought the season’s first box of Peppermint Joe-joes! (a.k.a. mint Oreo-style cookies from Trader Joe’s.)
- Experienced our first fall cold snap. On Sunday morning, my Forecast app informed me that it was 23 degrees, but the windchill made it feel like 10. Brrr. If it’s going to be so cold out, I’d at least like some snow (and a snow day).
Posted in Food, Musings, Things I like about Virginia, Work
Tagged 2013 goals, autumn, autumn bingo, books, Fall, goals, movies, reading, running, sick, Sunday, work
Like last year, I spent much of Friday and Saturday working at Reunion Weekend. Last year I was exhausted and spilled red kabob sauce on my lavender shirt that I had to wear the rest of the day. This year was much better.
- Jason came to hang out with me at the class party on Friday night.
- I wasn’t assigned to come in on Saturday until 11:45 AM, which was a beautiful thing. Also, it only takes 25 minutes to drive to work on weekends, a fact that is both awesome and depressing.
- The bulldog was around for photos.
- There were three food trucks on campus schilling complimentary wares to Reunion goers. I enjoyed pizza, chicken masala, and popcorn for lunch.
- Throughout the afternoon Jason texted me updates on the BYU-Houston matchup. He’s nice.
- I went to the gym during a short break around 3:30 PM and had the worst run of my entire life. I blame this on the aforementioned pizza, Indian food, and popcorn. Note to self: if you usually run in the morning on an empty stomach, think long and hard before attempting an afternoon run on a very full stomach. You’re welcome.
- Post run, I tried to dry my hair and it looked terrible so I settled for a sort of updo. What you don’t get from this picture is the rockin’ dutch (or upside-down) braid going across the back of my head and ending in the side bun. Skills.
-The gala was at the National Building Museum, which is actually a really cool space. I caught up with the other Georgetown Law Mormon and my very good friend Katie, who looked awesome and made me think maybe I should reconsider my personal ban on lipstick.
(Also: my dress has pockets! So handy.)
- Post-dinner my coworkers had fun with the step and repeat.
- I ate two s’mores on a stick, picked up my car, and was home in time for the last two innings of the Red Sox ALCS-winning game.
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Tagged baseball, BYU football, Georgetown, hair, pizza, red sox, reunion, running, Saturday, weekend, work
We went to the Nationals vs. Giants game on Wednesday night with my workmates. I rode straight over with my coworkers after our day-long retreat and Jason met us there.
The weather was absolutely perfect; it felt like an early-autumn evening.
Our seats were great and we had an excellent view of Bryce Harper. He’s “of the faith” in case you hadn’t heard.
We had shawarma pitas for dinner, which were decently delicious, and settled in for the remainder of the game.
We left after the seventh inning, but the Nats won and it was a pleasant night out!
I’m becoming resigned to the fact that there will be at least two nights a year when my commute is horrid. C’est la vie, DC. Since my last terrible train experience was in January, I was due.
Yesterday I left work at 5:00 PM. I’d driven to our home Metro stop, so I didn’t have to time my homebound commute to catch the shuttle. I made it onto the orange line with no trouble and settled in to read Opening Mexico (since I did absolutely no reading on our trip and am a little behind on my goal for the year).
All was well until we reached the Court House station. The conductor announced that we’d be holding momentarily. Five minutes later, she amended that to “holding for a disabled train”. I finished my book. Five minutes after that, people started to get antsy. I should also include that the train was HOT and crowded.
My train was offloaded, which is one of the most frustrating things ever for a Metro-er. We all crowded onto the platform in the manner of sardines and were informed that there would be a Vienna-bound train coming soon. The train we’d been on departed empty.
Yes, a train did come, but it was full to bursting and only a few masochists shoehorned their way on. The rest of us waited for the next train…which didn’t come. I tried to figure out an alternate bus route home, but there weren’t any buses coming soon, and all options would require at least two transfers and/or a very long walk. I opted to wait.
I waited for an entire hour before a train finally appeared. I practically leaped on. The train was single-tracking, but we made it to my home stop with no additional problems. I walked in the door at 7:45, exhausted and disillusioned with the Washington Metropolitan Area Transit Authority. I watched the last half of Jeopardy! and made fajitas, both excellent decompressing activities. Sometimes Metro is the worst.
- My fingernails are blue and red from the YW shirt tie dye-ing activity last night. The shirts are for camp and the girls’ unbridled enthusiasm reminded me very much of being excited to go to camp the first time some thirteen (what?!?!) years ago.
- The oven continues to be out of commission. I’ve been told the part is in Merrifield and will be here and installed today. I could walk to and from Merrifield in the time this has taken and am kind of unconvinced that not a single gas oven igniter could be located in this, the greater DC metropolitan area. Of course, tonight’s book club is at our house, limiting my array of Hemingway-inspired apps and desserts to no-bake. Thank goodness he drank so much.
- In that same vein, I also got blocked from my work email server yesterday. I’m not sure how/why/when that happened, but it did and I’ll now be without work email for three days while it resets. I feel almost jumpy sitting uninterrupted in my office, like something is happening that I don’t know about. Thankfully my colleagues have been helpful in forwarding university-wide email, but I’m weirded out imagining my incoming email in a black hole somewhere until Friday.
- I’m currently in the middle-ish of On the History of the Idea of Law, by Shirley Robin Letwin. It was the textbook for the jurisprudence class Jason and I took together back in 2008. Technically, Jason signed up for the class first and I am just a copycat; jurisprudence, it turns out, fulfills not a single Media Arts Studies requirement. The class was excellent, though, and I’m getting way more out of the book this time around.
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Tagged book club, books, camp, church, email, law, m1st ward, reading, work
Last week was a wash. Work was great; a project I’ve been working hard on came to much-better-than-expected fruition. On the other hand, Jason was gone for four days. I wrote a blog post of things that are terrible about being home alone (and there are many such things), but it seemed whiny so I deleted it. I’m just really happy to have him back.
Also last week I:
- went to YW for the first time since I graduated from high school. I think the YW have just as much energy as my former primary class.
- read a lot.
- cheered on Adam and Grant from afar in their respective tennis tournaments.
They each took second place (first singles) in high school and junior high regions, respectively, a feat I never thought possible for a Pullan athlete.
- made many smoothies.
- ran in oppressive heat more than once, and attended my first gym fitness class in a while. It was intense, but good intense.
- did our grocery shopping
- had chocolate-frosted donuts for breakfast.
- discovered the baking part of our oven was broken when we tried to make hashbrown patties. Management sent over a maintenance worker within the hour who diagnosed the problem as a broken igniter. The new part should be here on Tuesday.
- returned 2/3 of the swim suits I ordered online. Love the remaining 1/3 very much!
- went to a barbecue with some of Jason’s friends and brought a mango quinoa salad.
- made our biannual trip to Target.
- slept in.
- read the newspaper.
- made dinner in the crock pot and had angel food cake instead of lasagna and strawberry shortcakes, thanks to the aforementioned oven issues.
- had friends over for supper.
- talked to the Frosts.
This coming week is the first of four <5 day work weeks. I'm very excited. Summer has arrived, and I've got my sandals on to prove it!
Friday afternoon was quiet at work, except for the hordes of pro-life rallyers in matching scarves clogging the sidewalks. If I were the rallying kind, I think I’d pick a warmer day, perhaps sometime in April.
We had a quiet Friday night, with our usual homemade pizza and reading. I’m in the midst of Steve Jobs and it is awesome. Granted, he’s crazy and I can’t give it my wholehearted endorsement thanks to some less-than-savory language, but the story itself is fascinating. I’ve always thought of Apple as its post-1997 cool kid persona and that apparently wasn’t always the case.
Saturday morning Jason scraped the newly-fallen snow off the car like he always does while I sat inside all toasty warm. This chivalry has been going on since we became friends and is wonderful because scraping the windows is something I really don’t like doing.
We headed to Tysons for some post-Christmas gift card spending. We did especially well at Barnes and Noble, where we came away with Julius Caesar, Simon Bolivar: A Life, Sacred Hunger, and The Brothers Karamazov . (Can you guess who picked which? Also, I used to always confuse Simon Bolivar and Simone de Beauvoir. So embarrassing…or it would have been if I’d ever had a conversation about either one.) Browsing bookstores with Jason is one of my favorite things in the whole world.
Post-shopping we headed to La Sandia for lunch and churros, then home by way of the auto parts store for transmission fluid! Adulthood is so exciting. In the afternoon we read and I napped (almost always the result of me reading on the couch). Jason went to the stake conference priesthood sesion and we had pizza for dinner.
We woke up early on Sunday morning and made a breakfast feast: pancakes, hashbrowns, and sausage links. Then we headed over to stake conference almost an hour early and were still on hard chairs mid-cultural hall. The program was good and we were especially glad we didn’t get called up for an impromptu musical number, as one couple in the stake did. Another reason to be grateful we fly under the radar stake-wise. Post-church we ate chips and salsa and built a lasagna bolognese for dinner and were visited by our home teachers.
We had laughable but delicious breadsticks and salad to accompany our earlyish supper.
On Monday morning, my alarm went off at 5:26 as it usually does and I ignored it for a while as I usually do. Then I (as do forty percent of all smart phone users) checked my email in bed. I was pleased to discover that work was on a two hour delay thanks to freezing rain. Lucky duck Jason was on a three hour delay. I reset my alarm for a more reasonable hour and drifted back to sleep. The gym was also closed, so I did a quick DVD workout at home when I woke up, showered, and was out the door by 10:00 AM. A good night’s rest and warmer weather perfectly bookended our 2.25 day weekend.
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Tagged baking, books, breadsticks, child-free, food, Jason, lasagna, Saturday, snow, stake conference, Sunday, weekend, winter, work