Sorry I’ve been abandoning my blog so much lately (in addition to not reading all your blogs and not responding to e-mails…um, I get easily overwhelmed. And GoogleReader is out. of. control). But I’ve been working on some exciting stuff over at We are not Martha so definitely check it out. And leave your comments, of course!
Now, hopefully back to my regularly scheduled life!
And last night I got the best night sleep of my life. I forgot what it was like to go to bed before 3:00 a.m. (oh, and 3:00 is early for me). But my head hit the pillow a little after 1:00 a.m. and I woke up at 8:15 feeling refreshed and awesome. And then I had a fabulously productive day in which I got tons done. Maybe I should try this whole going to bed on the early side a bit more. But that might require lots of alcohol every night and I’m not sure if I can handle that.
Anyway, last night I went out to dinner with my sister, mom, and aunt. We went to Mistral…you can read my little review of it here. It was fabulous food, and delicious alcohol. Yes, I drank a dirty martini, 2.5 glasses of wine, and sambuca on the rocks. As my mom was driving me home, she looked at me and said, “I have never seen you drink that much, ever…are you OK?” I was fine, but when I got into my apartment, I just sat at my desk and couldn’t do a thing. Finally, I drank a few glasses of water, blasted Sia on my iPod (if you haven’t listened to her yet, YOU MUST), and crawled into bed. Was out like a light and woke up feeling fresh and fabulous. If that’s not a good enough reason to have a couple glasses of wine every night, I don’t know what is.
1 dirty martini, 2.5 glasses of malbec, 1 sambuca on the rocks, and one “I’ve never seen you drink that much ever,” from mom, and I’m off to bed, earlier than ever before. More tomorrow.
For lack of anything better to do, I decided to make my own music album. Woot. Follow the instructions on how to do so and make your own:
1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random: The first article title on the page is the name of your band.
2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3: The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.
3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/: The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4. Use your graphics program of choice to throw them together, and post the result as a comment in this post.
Here’s mine:

Prettyyy. Now I have to learn to play an instrument. Or sing or something. I mean, at least I have the album designed. That’s the tough part, right? Right?
So, hi. What do you want to talk about? We could talk about how the Patriots had the perfect regular season and then lost it all in the Super Bowl. We could, really. But why would we want to? After the game ended, we promptly turned to a channel that had nothing to do with football and tried not to mention it for the rest of the evening. I feel like most of Boston did the same thing. If anyone tried to bring the game up, the other person would say, “can we please not talk about this??” So we didn’t. And we’re still not. And really, what’s to talk about? We lost and it’s sad, horrible, and depressing, but we are Boston. These are the things we go through. The things that make us stronger as a city and community. It almost wouldn’t be right if we had won. I mean, God forbid we win the World Series AND Super Bowl. So, let’s just not talk about it.
Instead, let’s talk about how I played Wii for my first time last night. And how my arms seriously hurt today. And how pathetic and sad that is. After my first fitness test, they told me I was 59 years old. When I did it a second time, I managed to get down to 39. Seriously sad. However, I still argue that your success in bowling should not have anything to do with determining your age. And just because I’m not strong enough to hit 10 home runs, doesn’t mean I’m out of shape (I am). This has made me realize how badly I need to get in shape. Bowling anyone? I feel like Wii is one of the few things that would actually get my lazy butt into shape. Which is also quite sad.
This is just a sad post in general. But there are many, many things that are making me happy right now. Sports just aren’t one of them.