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Monday, February 8, 2016

People I'd Like to Be

Nice Google home screen art for the Year of the Monkey.
Indulge me. I'm stuck in Fitbit hell; I practically have a relationship with the call center. They sent me a charger and cord replacement and I accused them of it being a lemon, a refurbished item. I'm resentful, spending time on the phone, unable to track my steps. And exercising is a big component of the Whole Life Challenge. And then--the second grader is taking forever to do a homework assignment that could have been done quickly. She has been home since 4:15. I have been getting very grouchy. H. and I also experiencing an upsetting bump with Fig moving back home after 18 months in NYC. Not surprising, but still upsetting.

So therefore, allow me to talk briefly about who I'd like to be:
  • Tara and Mitch. Those are code names for the young, glamorous couple who throw the Lunar New Year party every year. They are very nice. They are smart and fit. [I know Tara from boot camp.] They have a beautiful home. Tara has skinny black suede boots and a modern haircut. Mitch is a wunderkind, a surgeon. They have three lovely girls, Punchy's age and younger. They have hip dance soundtracks and red lanterns and the most delicious, ample spread of Chinese food: platters heaped with dumplings, noodles, chicken, scallion pancakes. And a themed, carved ice luge every year! Someone stands at the top and pours down a small river of liqueur, say PatrĂ³n XO Cafe, and one or two people stand poised at the bottom to drink it. This is the Year of the Monkey, so the luge had a monkey design. [H. luged, but I was shy to try this year.] Their life just seems so organized and so neat. Oh, dear God, let H. and me be one ounce Tara and Mitch. I know we are all-out Alice and Dan, and that's its own brand of authentic, but still....
  • Jean. This is my friend who lives two doors away, the mom who has six children, the youngest of whom was Figgy's playmate for a long time. [They just got together a little over Christmas break, too.] Jean has a heart of gold and the patience of a saint. She holds the wisdom of the ages and is as calm as a cloud on a blue-sky day. She works at a popular nursery school in town, and often makes soft, pretty play clay in her kitchen to bring in for the children. She invited Punchy over to help her, plus have dinner, plus go to church with her for ashes this Wednesday, the start of Lent. I am so grateful.
  • Almost anyone else at this moment in time. That's how frustrated and cranky I am. What can I say, except thank you for catching this ball of angst. Now throw it away like a hot potato.
I would love to say good night, but that's a ways off.

  1. Homemade chili, with lots of sweet onion, peppers and whole tomatoes, over brown rice.
  2. Ice water.

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Dream on

Parties for Lunar New Year [last night] and Super Bowl. In between, new hopes and stark facts. Good night.

1. Walked to and from Mass.
2. Got skin cleanser and pretty new water cup with hot pink heart and matching straw.
3. Read.
4. Enjoyed seeing friends at party.

Friday, February 5, 2016

Cranky, Cold Thoughts about the Fridge

Six days later, Bosch repairman finally came. It was $512 for labor and parts. He left 12:10 and it's still not cold. They say allow 24 hours. I'm super cranky. Good night,

Thursday, February 4, 2016

Raw Chocolate Cupcakes

bought this hot pink cookbook as a valentine to myself, It contains recipes that are compliant with the Whole Life Challenge. Tonight I made the chocolate cupcakes, raw treats that contain pureed dates, ground hazelnuts and pecans, a ripe avocado, ground coffee, deep dark unsweetened cocoa powder and more. I was supposed to add a little carob powder but couldn't find at store. 

They are not too bad, pretty good, even. I think I would like them ice-cold from freezer with an ice-cold glass of milk. Punch sniffed one at bedtime and said it's a brownie! 

I'm proud of the healthy changes I'm making.

Good night.

1. Made raw chocolate cupcakes.
2. Had kale salad.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Candle Lit Yoga & Lavender Cream

My friend Sue told me about a Candle Lit Yoga class in nearby Verona. I went tonight at 8 and loved it! What a gift. At the end, the teacher went around and massaged our feet with lavender lotion. Gift, gift. Check Star Seed Yoga, but it has a new owner and will be closed for two weeks to freshen up. So grateful Sue told me. This could be life-changing.

1. Boot camp; lots of weight training. Liked it.
2. Figgy and I both downloaded the Positivitea app on our phones. And our instant reward was a free organic tea. Fig got hot, I got iced, but we both chose white pomegranate. So good! Then we each got a black bean jr. burger. I love the rewards program. Buy 10 sandwiches, get 11th free. Our fridge is still broken; groceries out in snow. Repairman coming Friday. Can't wait.
3. Me being me, I asked yoga teacher Nina about the brand of lavender lotion and she said Avalon. I went right to Whole Foods to find some. And also bought a great-looking, hot pink raw food cookbook there.
4. Walked Sug around block.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Six White Horses

Things seem to be falling into place, with the love of God and six white horses, as Father Gibney used to say with a smile in the Trophy Room [yes, we had one] at Saint Mary's School. Moey and I were just talking about him recently. Good night to you.

  1. Doctor checkup. Felt good about it.
  2. Let me list the healthy/delicious foods I ate today: kale salad with avocado; oatmeal with almonds and dried cherries; hot tea with half and half; hummus; cashews.
  3. Nap, to lick this cold.
  4. A little leisure reading.
  5. Private Benjamin. [Therapy never really gets easy, does it? Helpful, yes. Easy, no.]
  6. Spent more time on the phone with Fitbit support. Missing my tracker, because I like to try to get 10,000 steps, and I like the Tory Burch band I wear it in. Fibit is sending a replacement; my charger won't recharge.


I've been sitting at my desk for the better part of 12 hours, since 11:30 a.m., writing articles. It reminds me of when I was working hard on Seventeen Maybelline advertorials and my office mate, who was older, said to my boss: She's not a machine. 

Today, I felt like one, but not in a bad way. I have been swamped and it felt good to get the work done.

The lesson I must learn is to pace myself better so it's not all under the wire.

Good night.

  1. Got healthy foods at Whole Foods food bar: delicious oatmeal, tofu, cabbage slaw, etc.