June 10, 2010 Archive

10Jun
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I Fucking Love Wade Robson

There’s no further explanation needed, but I’ll give one anyway :)

Basically he choreographs some of the weirdest shit I’ve ever seen. It’s so strange, yet oddly captivating. I always love his routines on SYTYCD, though I find they are increasingly few and far between. (And as cruel fate would end up, he choreographed tonight’s opening routine, which I missed because the Fox HD feed was down – gonna have to yell at Fox or my cable provider for that one!)

Anyway back to the love. I just discovered that he’s Australian. How could I have overlooked that?! We all know how I feel about the land down under and the men produced there. HI ;) I also discovered that he’s about my same age. That’s talent to be winning awards for doing stuff in your 20s!

There are so soooo many good routines to watch, but my favorite one (at least my favorite one that I can find) is the Cabaret Hoover with Sara and Jesus from season 3.

Enjoy!

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WjRFI-g55i4&feature=related[/youtube]

Here’s one more:

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ze3vtKpCoaE[/youtube]

(and to clarify, yes, that is Mr. Robson in Ramalama)

Posted by Caro in Music, TV, Videos
10Jun
0

Mingle Monday

Yes, I’m aware it’s Thursday, but…..

I just discovered this great idea by Meg. Basically she started a story and it continues in the comments. What a fabulous idea for finding new blogs and getting more traffic to your own!!

Thanks for the innovation Meg. I just started following your blog and I already LOVE it!

For some great entertainment, check out the [Life of Meg] here

Posted by Caro in cool, Discoveries, Random
10Jun
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Ruined

My new boss has RUINED my diet.

Now before I lay this all on him, I need to take some of the credit. I had been working to get in shape, drop a few pounds, and tone up a bit before Rhianna’s and Jessica’s weddings. Did I succeed? No. Not really. And this was my own damn fault, because I skimped on the gym about 1/3 times that I should have gone, I ate a TON of chocolate (please refer to the title of this blog – that’s my life motto, which unfortunately allows me to eat any and all things chocolate), and with stress comes less than stellar willpower to snack on salads and fruits and veggies instead of chips and cookies.

But while I’m not overjoyed with where I ended up, I’m OK with it. Because I did lose a few pounds, I am in way better shape (yay being able to run for longer than 2 minutes at a time!), and I see the slightest bit of definition in my muscles. Score.

So why this angry blog you ask?

Because I had reached a happy equilibrium where I was eating the foods that I wanted to in moderation (aka no deprivation!) and working out somewhat regularly, and not gaining or losing weight. A nice happy balance between food, exercise, and my clothes fitting nicely. Again, score!

And then my boss ruined things. With bagels.

The man eats two bagels every morning. Two. Gigantic. Bagels. Toasted, with cream cheese. We share tight quarters – if I were to stick my arm all the way out to my right, I could probably touch him. So yeah, I smell them, and boy do they smell delicious!

So I’ve started indulging in bagels. It started as once every week or two, then once a week, and now I’m eating one – in addition to breakfast and lunch – every morning at work. The bagels in the cafeteria are gigantic so of course they require 2 little packets of delicious cream cheese. So if I were to start tracking POINTS! with Weight Watchers again, I would be fucked. Because this bagel + 2 cream cheese is at least 10 points, and I only get 19 per day.

My clothes are getting tight. As previously noted, I can’t afford to buy a whole new wardrobe. Back to the gym I go. And for the love of god, if you see me eating a bagel slap it out of my hand!

Posted by Caro in Food, Health, Life, Money, Things to do, Work
10Jun
1

Will-Power

I need some, and I need it ASAP.

I’ve previously posted about my dire financial situation. I know I shouldn’t spend money. And honestly, I’ve actually been pretty good about containing myself.

And then it happened. The stars collided.

I entered my closet yesterday after doing a bit of a spring cleaning. It seems that I have ditched a substantial portion of my clothes. Anything that a) doesn’t fit b) was worn out or c) caused me to wonder what I was thinking when I purchased it in the first place was tossed. And now there aren’t many things in there.

So add to that this flier I received in the mail for 30% off this weekend at the Gap, and I’m having a bit of a situation over here.

I mean I can’t go to work naked. And I can’t go looking like a schlub either. And the clothes are on sale….

What do I do?

I’m leaning toward the idea of “I’m going to buy new clothes at some point soon anyway. They might as well be on sale.”

Thoughts? :)

Posted by Caro in Life, Money, Shopping, Things to do
10Jun
0

At Least You Can Laugh

My sister has a VERY bad track record when it comes to hear health and well-being. She’s broken several bones in some seriously freak incidents, had a couple of surgeries (see previous point), and gets these weird mystery illnesses. She also is a klutz. So much so that our uncle made up a name for her – Katrinka – because that sounded like the name of someone who would fall a lot. (I would like to pause this post for a second to express complete shock and amusement that my spell-check actually likes the word “Katrinka”. wtf). Basically, when there is a minuscule chance something can go wrong, it does.

In keeping with this theme, she has recently had a minor surgery to remove an ovarian cyst that just wasn’t going away. Just a couple of weeks later this girl texts because she’s broken out in hives on her chest. OK? What do you want me to do about it? Texts keep pouring in. “Hives are moving up my chest and down my stomach.” “It’s on my neck now.” “I can’t breath and I’m freaking out.” Finally, “I’m going to the ER.”

So she goes. With a 4 year old.

After shots of adrenaline, benadryl, and steroids, I get a text complaining about the needles. Then another one, “My blood pressure is 72/40. Is that bad?” LOL yes, yes it is. Good thing you’re at the hospital.

So they release her, now armed with Prednisone, Benadryl, and an EpiPen. Next day she heads to the doctor for labs so she can find out what in the hell she is apparently very allergic to. Today the labs came back and I got this text:

My doctors called. My lab work came back negative & they’re like ‘so that’s good’. How is that good? We are no closer to finding out what I’m allergic to. And they’re like ‘u have to make an appt in August so until then keep a lot of Benadryl on you’. Ummmmm …? FAIL doctors office! LOL

And this is why I love my sister. Because her body hates her and even though none of the doctors can figure out why, she is able to laugh about it and entertain other people with her misfortunes.

Posted by Caro in Family, Health, Life