Party in the Bronx!

Ok. This may prove to the whole world that I'm the biggest dork ever, but I'm getting really excited about my cheer station for the marathon on Sunday. We have costumes. I'm making signs. It's going to be EPIC. And super fun. And super inspiring. And everyone should come party with DetermiNation at mile 20. They don't call it the boogie down Bronx for nothing.

Seriously though, if you're around come party with me. I'll probably be there from 10:30ish to 4:30ish. And BE LOOUUUUDDDD!!!!

This Sunday is the New York City Marathon and even though I’m not running, I’m still super excited. I can't believe it was a year ago that I was carb loading and FREAKING OUT about the idea of running 26 consecutive miles. But now that I've done it, it seems like it's always been that way. Sometimes when I’m doing my laundry, walking down the street, riding the subway, I randomly remember “Holy crap. I ran a marathon.” I remember that I survived the disgusting port-a-potty and that I kept going even though I really wanted to quit at mile 22. I never thought I would ever run a marathon, but still, a year later, I’m amazed and proud that I actually did it and it puts a huge smile on my face.
 
To all you marathoners out there, good luck. It may suck at times, but I hope you’ll remember it fondly.

To all you non-marathoners, I'm leading a cheer station at mile 20, aka The Wall. We're dressing as super heroes. It will be epic. Come cheer with me at 138th and Morris Ave in the Bronx. I'll be there probably until around 4.

Hallo-Weekend Recap

On Thursday I carved a pumpkin.

On Friday I went to a party. I'm a valley girl, MiMi is a gladiator and Willa was Pinky, from Pinky and the brain. We look pretty awesome if you ask me.

Saturday Josh moved in...AND IT SNOWED! Like really REALLY snowed. I hid inside all day.

On Sunday, kids in Halloween costumes were throwing snowballs at each other. It would have been adorable if it wasn't so bizarre.


CORRECTION: Willa is The Brain, because the woman is always the brain :)

Tonight is my last night of freedom. My roommate moved out two weeks ago and I've been enjoying having the place all to myself. I've done exciting things like cook in my underpants and carving pumpkins in the living room. Yea, I'm pretty wild.

But tomorrow, bright and early, Josh is moving in. Yikes! Wish me luck!

It's 3pm and I'm lacking any motivation to do anything. I just want to take a nap. So in order to divert myself for a few minutes I scanned some of the pictures I got from my visit home. These are my favorite.

My grandma looks sassy in this one. She said she was wearing a red dress.

This is my grandpa, all the way to the left. I don't really know what this picture is of, so I'm going to make up a story. I think this story will involve lots of martinis, or something classy like that. It's fun to think of your grandparents being young, going out and getting drunk.

This has been my diversion for the day. Now, back to work.

An exciting weekend!

Something amazing happened on Saturday. I went to not just any restaurant, but my favorite restaurant, and was literally unable to finish half the food on my plate. This has never ever ever happened as long as I can remember. Josh was pretty happy. He got to eat lots of my fish without hearing my complain about leaving enough for me.

Oh and Amy and Chung had a baby. I guess that's pretty amazing too :)

Saturday was so exciting I had to follow it up with an equally exciting Sunday. On Sunday, I cleaned my whole apartment, hung new curtains, went to yoga, sewed up the holes in my sweater and did lots of cooking! I'm actually having fun cooking without meat, so I made a vegetable pot pie, a carrot curry soup (courtesy of Andrea) and some whole wheat pumpkin walnut bread. I get lots of leftovers this week!

Consider my mind BLOWN

Whoah. The farmers' market just totally blew my mind.

I was enjoying walking around, sniffing all the flowers and looking at the pretty vegetables. The air smelled like hot apple cider. Then I see something that looks like this:

I ran to it. What the heck is that? This my friends, is a brussel sprout stalk. It looked kind of like a tree trunk with bulbs on it. I asked the farmer, "Is this how Brussel sprouts grow?" He looked at me like I was the craziest person ever. But yes. This is how they grow.

Totally blew my mind.