Routine Day 1

I'm trying to do the blogging every day in July thing. The theme for this month is "Routine". I was thinking about this while running this morning (for an hour and I made it the farthest I've ever made it thankyouverymuch!) and I realized how easy it is for me to get stuck in a routine rut. And, because of this, also get stuck in a routine of thinking about the things I want that I don't have yet.

So, for today, I'm making a reference list of what's right with my life right now (well, everything I can think of at this moment, in no particular order):

1. While I may hate that our apartment is small, I have a 15 minute commute to work. In LA.
2. Most days, I get to ride in with a friend, who routinely makes me laugh. (Hi Steve!)
3. I have a boyfriend who thinks I'm cute, even at the end of an hour long run
when I am a sweaty mess. And he's not afraid to tell me that he thinks that.
4. I have a day job that has lots of down time during which I can work on my own projects. Or
knit.
5. I am going on vacation next week. And for the first time, I'm not worried about the cost.
6. On said vacation, I'm staying with some friends who have adorable children that I will get
to play with.
7. Every day my running gets faster and faster. While I wish the weight would come off quicker,
I'm getting stronger and healthier than I've ever been and that's more important to me.
8. I have great friends.
9. We finished outlining the new show and I am so excited for the adventure of creating a second
online show.
10. I don't know what to put here, I'm already bored of writing this. Let's just say, life is good.

Back from Outer Space

Goodness, I really need to stop ignoring my blog. I get so far behind and I feel like I somehow need to catch people up and it all gets so overwhelming I just quit before I start.

Well, it looks like this summer is out to kill me with the busy-ness and such. It's mostly all fun, which is good, but still, sometimes too much fun is just as tiring as not having any fun at all.

Last week we got to go to Disneyland with some awesome people we never get to see anymore.
Which lead me to this thought:
"Sometimes, it's easier to not speak to someone at all once they are no longer in your daily life. Only because it makes it easier to not miss them."

On a completely different topic, The Boyfriend and I will be going on vacation soon. It's been a long time since we've been on a road trip and I am so excited that I'm not even freaking out over the amount of stuff that has to be done before we leave. All of the important appointments have been made (including one for the car which needs a tune up and rear brakes), so that definitely helps.

What also helps? Almost 2 weeks on the road with The Boyfriend which also includes a reunion of college theatre friends. I only wish I had gotten around to losing that weight I had planned on losing. Oh well.

Quick Friday Rantings

I am so over Kaiser Permanente right now. As soon as I possibly can I will be switching insurance providers. Part of the reason I'm so mad is that I've always defended Kaiser when people ask why I have insurance through them. Until now, I've really had no complaints. But telling me I need a test and then your nurse saying she can't schedule it, I need to see my primary care physician, and then the nurse for the primary care physician telling me I HAVE to come in for an appointment before my doctor will schedule a test for me is just stupid. And I'm done.

Also, I'm really easy to find online. And a lot of my relatives have joined Facebook recently, which is nice. But you know what? Don't leave me stupid messages about "where are you" and "I haven't heard anything about you in years" when everything you need to know about me is ON MY FACEBOOK PAGE - which links to my online sitcom and such. I'm not going to post a big long thing about where I am on your wall for everyone to read when you could have taken 2 seconds and perused my profile. Or, conversely, send me a private message if you want to talk.

I know I'm being snotty.

Oh well.

Why hello there

Wow - it's funny how when I don't write on my blog for awhile I get all stressed out about it, as if the next thing I write needs to be EARTH SHATTERING, so I stress over what to write and then I end up not writing anything to avoid the stress.

The end.

What a useless cycle of crap that was. So, here I am, writing whatever the heck I feel like writing this very moment, because that's how I roll today.

My head is killing me, freaking allergies. They have been so bad lately that I actually get "the spins" which sucks because I haven't had any alcohol, so I don't understand what's going on.

A few weeks ago, I was sitting at work, sitting at my desk and the whole room seemed to make a sharp left turn. I was so freaked I actually gasped and grabbed my desk since I thought I was about to be turned upside down. It was freaky. And this is coming from someone who LOVES rollercoasters and such.

I ended up going to the doctor thinking I had a sinus infection, but in reality, I am just really, really congested. Yay.

So they prescribed something for the congestion for me to take "as needed", which is useless since about the time I realize I should take the medicine again, the room is spinning (which I DO NOT LIKE).

Ugh. I hate this crap. I'm guessing it's time to visit the doctor and demand stronger allergy meds.

On a different note, I am trying to make 2009 the year I actually see my friends more. I am terrible at keeping in touch and Facebook has managed to show me that I have been really awful at keeping in touch with people I actually want to stay in touch with.

So, I'm trying. Not very hard since I'm pretty lazy, but I'm trying non-the-less.

I Am Back

In more ways than one! The Boyfriend and I just returned from our trip home to Washington for Christmas. And I'm starting back on Nutrisystem full time, fully serious, ready to get the rest of this dumb weight off. More on that later.

We are still sorting through the hundreds of photos that we took, but I wanted to make sure I got down this story as it's one of my favorites from the trip.

The Boyfriends Nephew got the Dark Knight Batman costume for Christmas (this is the nephew that last year at Thanksgiving was dressed as Superman the entire time we were there. I love it!) so he immediately put the entire costume on and was "in character" the whole time. He wouldn't smile for pictures if he had his mask on and you had to call him "Batman" for him to answer you.

So, we were hanging out and he told me this

"Auntie Tamiya (he can't say my name quite right, another reason I heart him) when I come in the room and I have my whole costume on, you have to say "Thank God you're here!". But if I don't have my costume on, you don't have to say that."

Seriously, he is just the cutest thing ever. He also has a huge crush on me and told his sister that he was going to marry me. It's too funny to me as he looks exactly like The Boyfriend did at that age. Obviously, he has the same great taste in women as The Boyfriend as well.

Light Bulb

I had one of those moments the other day, wherein a co-worker said something that finally gave me some insight into how they tick.

I will not say any more as people are getting better at finding this blog, but it was such a light bulb moment - I don't want to forget that it happened. And that I finally now feel like I've got some perspective on this person, instead of just finding them mystifying.

Wow.

Shirt

I'm wearing this long sleeved blue t-shirt today - I think I've owned it since college and I just realized that it's too big for me and I should probably make sure it lands in the "Goodwill" pile. But, I feel attached to it somehow and I don't want to get rid of it.

I very rarely feel that way about clothes. I have no real reason to be attached to this shirt. I don't remember wearing it during some life changing event, it's just a standard navy blue t-shirt and I feel some odd emotional attachement to it.

I've even put it in the "running clothes" drawer and worn it a few times. Although, it's actually a bit too warm for running.

Someday, I will stick it in a bag and forget that I own it and I won't feel so bad when I send it to Goodwill.

Someday.