Monthly Archives: January 2012
If you’re from Connecticut, or even if you’re not, you’ve GOTTA know who Jim Calhoun is…unless you’ve been living under a rock! Coach Calhoun, as most know him, is one of only 5 coaches in the history of US College Basketball to win 3 NCAA Division I Men’s Basketball Titles!! Wow…you’d think that would be enough accomplishments for one guy…NOPE!
Coach Calhoun is also know for his philanthropy, with his wife Pat, through the Pat and Jim Calhoun Cardiology Reseach Center and the annual Jim Calhoun Holiday Food Drive, which has raised nearly $1 million to help serve his home state! He also launched, with the help of Gold, Orluk and Partners, the Jim Calhoun Celebrity Classic Golf Tournament, and the Jim Calhoun Cancer Challenge Ride.
Coach Calhoun has done all of this and more, while battling his own health problems! His selflessness and generosity should be an example to all of us that one person can make a HUGE difference! All you have to do is take the first step!
The last weekend of February: Sunday, February 26th to be exact, I will be participating in the Jim Calhoun CardioRaiser: Workout for Autism Speaks at Cardio Express in Manchester, CT. You have the option of doing Zumba, Spinning, or Cardio Machines to raise money. In addition to helping others, you will also get some exercise…but don’t worry, Panera will be there as a sponsor to help you gain back all the calories you just burned! 😉 I chose to do Zumba…it won’t be pretty but it will DEFINITLY be worth it! If you have the means to do so, it would be great to see you there or to receive a donation for this great cause! If you are unable to attend but would like to donate to my team, please feel free to do so on my page!
Over the weekend I saw something that normally I would really laugh at, but this situation was a bit different. I was doing errands when I happened to spot this beauty. Just a regular Hyundai from the front, and then you see the side notice that this is much more than just a regular Hyundai…Its a Hyundai with flames on it. To make matters better, as you drive around the back of it you will notice the entire back window is covered by a wolf decal. Then, when I did a double take on this whole situation, I noticed that not only did the owner have wolf seat covers, but also a dream catcher to top the whole deal off. Now, like I said before, normally this wouldn’t be my thing, but seeing as how the driver of this vehicle is so passionate about this theme, I gotta give it to them. They totally owned it. I mean if you’re going to do something like this, you really should follow the motto “go big or go home”…mission accomplished.
So here I am at the eye doctor and as I’m waiting thers a gentleman in the waiting room on his cell phone. He was clearly on hold…how could i tell? Well, I could hear the “on hold” music because his phone was on speaker phone. Yes. You read that correct. While sitting in a public waiting room this fellow believes its appropriate to have his phone on speaker phone…who doesn’t love some elevator music!? So, after reading that, i’msure you won’t be surprised to read the next part of this saga…
Then, he actually gets to talk to the customer service rep,which I gathered was amazon.com’s kindle customer service. He’s on the phone for a good 5 minutes when one of the nice ladies that works here comes by and says “sir are you going to be looking at glasses today?”. This jackass actually points to his phone and waves her away and follows that by saying to the amazon lady “I’m sorry, can you repeat that? I was just interrupted.”.
Wow, are you serious right now? YOU were interupted?? You made an appointment to be here! Sometimes it actually astonishes me how rude people can be! Put your technology away and speak with the real life people that are right in front of you for god’s sake!!
I’m not sure if I’m the only one that feels this way or if I’m the weirdo here, but I have this thing about keeping the toothpaste tube neat and tidy. I don’t know, maybe it’s because I’m the daughter of an anal accountant. Maybe it’s because I’m a control freak…the world may never know. All I do know is that there is a right way to do things and a wrong way.
For example: I leave to go on a business trip for a week, and when I leave everything is clean and neat…then I come home to this. Seriously, what is this? Like, how does this even happen? How does one person take a normal tube of toothpaste and turn it into this in under a week? Look at this tube and think about it…how would you even squeeze the tube to make it look like this? My best guess is a full on grip. Unless you are 5 years old or have severe arthritis this is nothing short of unnecessary! Its a tube of toothpaste, not an animal you are trying to kill. I promise, a light squeeze will work, and I’m almost positive the tube won’t try to get away. And the squeeze method isn’t even the biggest problem here…just look at the top of the tube. There is so much dry and crusted toothpaste on it that you can’t close the toothpaste top. Furthermore, when you try to squeeze some paste out, you get this skinny little spaghetti string because that’s all that can squeeze out of the crust. Gross. I honestly don’t know how people can live this way.
So of course I promptly have to take care of this issue. Ok, now I know that this is one step away from putting one of those “toothpaste squeezers” on the tube and may be a little excessive, just a little. You may even say that I was over correcting the situation, but after the mess I came home to I needed to draw a clear line of what is acceptable. As you can see, the top still has some crust left on it. It wouldn’t come off, not even after soaking in hot water (yes, I seriously soaked it in hot water). But at the end of the day, being able to close the lid is a huge success.
Chelsea Handler’s new show was a hit in my house last week! ok, so I’m the only person that lives in my house…who cares, I thought it was great! If you don’t like Chelsea Handler, and/or you haven’t read her books or didn’t enjoy them immensely, you probably won’t like this show. But, if you’re like me and this she’s hilarious and have also read all of her books and also think those are hilarious, you will love this show.
Last week’s premier episode took anecdotes from her book and up them into action. How it was portrayed in the show is the exact images I was getting while reading her book. Right down to her saintly roommate, this show was a hit for me. Hopefully enough people will watch it that we can keep the female comedy hour on Wednesday!
Take a look, and tune in tonight! At least give it a chance, it’s not too late to catch up!!
I have never been too into scents and/or lotions. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I was a 5th grader once, and like all other 5th grade girls attending sleepover birthday parties, I gave Bath & Body Works shower gel, lotion, and sprays as gifts. But in my adult life, I never really made too much of an effort to keep up on the wonderful scents sampled in magazines and at the make up counters in department stores. Part of it was the high prices of these fragrances, and I guess the other part was just the fact that I don’t do a whole lot of shopping and never really thought to much about it.
That is, of course, until one day, when I was introduced to one of the most magnificent scents ever created: Marc Jacobs “Dasiy”. My BFF Liz turned me on to this one, and from that day forward I never looked back. No, seriously…my life was changed forever. I initially got it for my birthday, which is in March and unfortunately, ran out some time around Thanksgiving. That was weird because perfume, like nail polish or chapstick, is something that I have never “run out of” before. It was just one of those things that you have, maybe misplace but find again, and can just continue using forever…but not something that I actually run out of. It actually was a really tragic day in my life because I not only ran out of the best perfume ever, but at some point between March and November I became a whole new person, who actually wanted to smell nice. Now, that I had become spoiled, I had to look at what I was working with in my stash of random lotions and sprays. This was a very disappointing task, as I quickly realized that all I had in my possession was stupid body mist from the Gap.
Anyways, after a very long month of smelling like “heaven” Christmas rolled around and I was pleasantly surprised with a brand new bottle of Daisy in my stocking! AND after weeks without it, I swear it smelled even better than the original. Honestly, I’ve never met someone who doesn’t love this smell…its not too “musky” or too “fruity” or even too “sweet”…its just lovely. I highly recommend it to any boy that is looking for a nice gift for his gal, or any gal that’s looking for a nice gift for themselves. It’s worth every penny!
The past 7 years have certainly been interesting as far as social phenomenons and outrageous celebrity news from Tiger wood’s ridiculous cheating spree to Kim Kardashian’s 72 marriage. Most of this hot gossip is talked about for a couple days, even a couple weeks in some cases, but soon the world gets tired of caring about it and latches on to the newest gossip.
One person that has continued to ride the rumor wheel is Miley Cyrus. I love Miley, I think the cutesy country drawl works for her, and quite honestly, I think some people should cut her some slack. She really grew up in front of a camera, going from Hannah Montana to Miley Cyrus and changing her entire image from a Disney Channel star to Pop Artist meant making a lot of changes! There has been just about every rumor out there about her: from boob jobs, to inappropriate relations with her dad, to sex tapes etc. How much of this is true? Well, I think it should all be taken with a grain of salt and people should realize that if everything we did at ages 16, 17 and 18 was dissected under the scrutiny of America’s finest gossip columnists maybe we wouldn’t be so judgmental. Maybe she did make some dicey decisions, but hey! didn’t we all?!
The one thing that I do for sure: Party in the USA is probably one of the most catchy songs that has ever been produced in our history. I know what you’re thinking…”I hate that song!” Really? do you really really hate it? You probably think you hate it, but ironically, I guarentee that you probably also know every word of the song. Like, when it comes on the radio for the 457th time you actually say out loud “UGH! I hate this song” but you never change the station (unless of course there’s someone in the car that you’re putting up a facade for). I don’t care your age, gender or race/ethnicity-there’s no way you can actually HATE this song. I mean it was basically the theme song for our country when Osama Bin Laden was killed for crying out loud.
If you still are sticking with your belief that you “hate this song”, go for it. But if I were you, I’d probably take a quick afternoon break on this cold Monday to watch this video and “nod your head like ‘yeah!'”.
I came across these as a result of a larger list…I don’t know these people, but these are really quite funny. As we know, Facebook has a lot of great qualities and a few bad ones. But, even the bad ones, like the fails shown below, are ironically great for all the others who can enjoy their social disgrace!
In no particular order we have….
The kid who thinks he’s a bad ass, even though most likely he lives in the suburbs with his married parents in their lovely house where he has not a care in the world…gotta give dad props on this one!
The clueless mom that actually DID have a clue before her hoe-bag son tricked her…shame on him! Also, hopefully shes only giving dome to his father and not to him too. He should take care of that on his own.
whats that saying? oh right that’s it: “those who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. I mean come on!! Everything, and when I say everything, that includes FACEBOOK, has spell check!! that little squiggly red line under the word…that means its not spelled right!
The activist who is secretly fighting for his own cause…
The mysterious sympathy hog. Doesn’t want to say whats wrong, because probably the only thing wrong is that she has no friends…and yes I said she…sorry girls, but boys aren’t dramatic enough to stoop this low!
The attention seeker. After reading this, I’m less inclined to believe that he’s going to kill himself and more inclined to believe that he has an imaginary inanimate love affair with a soft drink…yikes.
The clever commentator…so great when you see a good one!
Like many others out there that like to challenge themselves physically, pain after a workout is not something that is foreign to me. What makes me different is that many times it’s not my muscles that are sore after a tough workout…Oh no, I like to keep things interesting. Like the time I fell off the treadmill at the gym skinning both of my knees AND both of my palms (side note: this was right after Christmas so you know the gym was packed with 500 fatties that made it their New Years resolution to lose 20 lbs.) or the time I peeled a layer of skin off my hand while doing “gorilla walks” at bootcamp. If I’m not too busy tearing the skin off my body I usually have time to kill my pride during a workout- refer to what I like to call: “The Step Class Incident”.
More recently I’ve been trying out a new boot camp, Advanced Core Training Tactics, which is similar to Cass’s Fitness Revolution (I posted about her boot camp over the summer, take a peek if you’re interested). Anyways, so here I am at this small boot camp class of about 10 people and Eric, the instructor, pulls out the back extension machine. If you don’t know what a back extension machine is, take a look at the picture below. Basically, you hook your feet in and hang over the front of it and move your upper body up and down in order to work out the back. Now, when I see that we are using this as part of our circuit, I was thrilled because I love doing it and haven’t since probably high school. Like most things I get excited about, my enthusiasm was per-mature. So, the music starts and I hop on the back extension machine to start my workout, but of course I because I’m rushing, I don’t hook my feet in properly…which leads me to tumble over – feet over head – when I lean my body over the front of the machine. Of course, mid fall, I have a moment of clarity and think to myself…”wow this sucks, how embarrassing”. As I land on the floor I look up and expect all 10 people in the class to be running towards me to make sure I’m ok. I look around the room and no one even acknowledges my graceless acrobats. Phew! that makes it a little less embarrassing. Then, as I continue my workout, I start thinking about it more and I think to myself “wait…no one even cared to make sure I was ok…psh fine, well F all of you too!” lol I’m not sure what was worse…falling, or no one caring. Perhaps everyone was warned already about me that I fall ALL THE TIME and its best to just ignore it. Anyways, until the next fall…laugh it up.