Apocalypse Food
I am much too addicted to Jelly Bellies. I just can't resist a junk food that's only 3 calories per bean. Right now the jelly beans I'm snacking on are *international* jelly bellies -- they've been to China and back, brought by my parents when I begged. I somehow didn't end up eating them, probably because you can't have your beans and eat them too, and I've always been something of a hoarder. But of course, I couldn't leave them there either, so somehow they made it home, and now, 5 years later, I'm snacking on them. They're stale, of course (the better to eat them slowly), but other than that, nearly indestructible, or so it seems. I think I've found my apocalypse food ...
Of course, I feel guilty, but I would feel even guiltier if I weren't also spending good chunks of time at the gym, much of it with my illustrious personal trainer Vanessa. (Ah, the things I can afford since I'm not paying rent!) Theoretically, I'm building muscle and shedding fat, even though my overall weight seems to be pretty much constant, and I'm fitting into all the same clothes (including my prom dress, which I wore to yet another wedding last weekend). But I'm clearly doing something wrong; today I boinked on the elliptical machine, and had to quit 20 minutes into my planned half-hour to collapse into a sweat-dripping heap in the locker room, devouring my third Luna bar of the day. Oh well. Maybe I should try to eat more (or more fiber? or more carbs? more protein?) before my workout.
Work is ... exciting, in the "may you live in interesting times" kind of way. Things (our product, our management structure, our market strategy, my responsibilities) keep changing on a daily basis, except often not in ways that I would have recommended. I asked for more duties, and I got them in addition to my regular duties -- and as a result, I'm not sure exactly when I'll have time to write the report, compile the video, and do the set of wireframes, all before Friday evening, when Shabbat dinner will include a special guest star. I should be working on it now ... but I should also be going to bed now, since I've gotten too little sleep already this week.
As an added bonus, I've learned how to download music from our shared iTunes network, resulting in an external hard drive crammed full of interesting new songs (new to me, anyway) and an appreciation of some previously unknown artists. (I've been enjoying Chris Isaak and Iron & Wine, to name a few.) It seems that this music they call "alternative" (or at least some of the stuff tagged with that genre on other people's hard drives) is coming back around from grungy electric guitar to much more acoustic folk-inspired melodic work, which makes me very happy. And this certainly solves my question of how to discover interesting new music, though at some point we'll probably be thoroughly cross-polinated, and then I may need another source. But this should last me for a while.
I've finished knitting my second sweater -- pictures forthcoming. Well, I still need to do some edging, some weaving-in of ends, and some blocking, but I finished the knitting and seaming on Sunday during the Oscars, and learned, to my surprise, that it fits like a glove and is even kind of sexy. Go me! And it only took five months (and I'm not officially done yet). I've got a scarf and a baby gift to do now, but my next major project will be this cabled cardigan in a duck-egg(ish) blue.
It's probably just my mental equivalent of fantasy sports, but I'm theoretically planning lots of trips -- mostly weekend (or extended weekend) getaways to places like San Diego, Mammoth, Santa Cruz (that one is a definite, for a family Bar Mitzvah), NYC, and Albuquerque. I'll let you know if I'm planning to be in your neck of the woods anytime soon.
Of course, I feel guilty, but I would feel even guiltier if I weren't also spending good chunks of time at the gym, much of it with my illustrious personal trainer Vanessa. (Ah, the things I can afford since I'm not paying rent!) Theoretically, I'm building muscle and shedding fat, even though my overall weight seems to be pretty much constant, and I'm fitting into all the same clothes (including my prom dress, which I wore to yet another wedding last weekend). But I'm clearly doing something wrong; today I boinked on the elliptical machine, and had to quit 20 minutes into my planned half-hour to collapse into a sweat-dripping heap in the locker room, devouring my third Luna bar of the day. Oh well. Maybe I should try to eat more (or more fiber? or more carbs? more protein?) before my workout.
Work is ... exciting, in the "may you live in interesting times" kind of way. Things (our product, our management structure, our market strategy, my responsibilities) keep changing on a daily basis, except often not in ways that I would have recommended. I asked for more duties, and I got them in addition to my regular duties -- and as a result, I'm not sure exactly when I'll have time to write the report, compile the video, and do the set of wireframes, all before Friday evening, when Shabbat dinner will include a special guest star. I should be working on it now ... but I should also be going to bed now, since I've gotten too little sleep already this week.
As an added bonus, I've learned how to download music from our shared iTunes network, resulting in an external hard drive crammed full of interesting new songs (new to me, anyway) and an appreciation of some previously unknown artists. (I've been enjoying Chris Isaak and Iron & Wine, to name a few.) It seems that this music they call "alternative" (or at least some of the stuff tagged with that genre on other people's hard drives) is coming back around from grungy electric guitar to much more acoustic folk-inspired melodic work, which makes me very happy. And this certainly solves my question of how to discover interesting new music, though at some point we'll probably be thoroughly cross-polinated, and then I may need another source. But this should last me for a while.
I've finished knitting my second sweater -- pictures forthcoming. Well, I still need to do some edging, some weaving-in of ends, and some blocking, but I finished the knitting and seaming on Sunday during the Oscars, and learned, to my surprise, that it fits like a glove and is even kind of sexy. Go me! And it only took five months (and I'm not officially done yet). I've got a scarf and a baby gift to do now, but my next major project will be this cabled cardigan in a duck-egg(ish) blue.
It's probably just my mental equivalent of fantasy sports, but I'm theoretically planning lots of trips -- mostly weekend (or extended weekend) getaways to places like San Diego, Mammoth, Santa Cruz (that one is a definite, for a family Bar Mitzvah), NYC, and Albuquerque. I'll let you know if I'm planning to be in your neck of the woods anytime soon.