Random's Manifest - Thursday Thoughts

Back home from Disney, and in the office.  Figured, what better time for some RANDOM THOUGHTS??

Moving Day 

No, not from my house.  From the office.  We're moving from our holding space in the 'hood to our new, beautiful building Uptown.  As glad as I will be to say goodbye to the rif-raff around here, I am not looking forward to the longer commute and expensive parking.  Nor am I terribly thrilled about the "Workplace of the Future", in which my cubicle will be out in the middle of everything, and all of my doings will be everyone's business.  I'll have to figure out a way to hide my blogging breaks from the masses... 

We're in the midst of packing right now, and this place looks like World War III at the moment.  Awesome.  I kinda like it for some reason.  First, it's an opportunity to purge and get reorganized which, contrary to popular belief (based on the chaotic state of my house), is actually one of my favorite things.  As disastrous as my home might be, my workspace is psychotically organized, albeit cluttered.  Now, I can reorganize my organization, and de-clutter at the same time!  What could be better??  Yay!  Second, it's a little invigorating to have everyone working together to get stuff done.  We're normally kind of on our own, and we don't interact much.  But, when we're all having to clean and pack and organize, we have to all just get along.  It's a complete wreck at the moment though.   I am going to try to take a picture of this nightmare to post for you guys.  I know you'd positively LOVE to see our mess.  :) 

Strange That Glee Makes Me Cry.  And ALMOST like Lady GaGa... 

I've cried the last three episodes.  A good cry though, I suppose.  Tuesday's season finale was awesome, but I am absolutely devastated to see it go for the summer. I will miss it so!  I'm listening to the soundtrack from the episode as I type.  Outstanding stuff.  If you haven't already, download it NOW.  

Here's a sampling: 

I was also shockingly pleased with the Lady GaGa episode.  As aforementioned, I am not a GaGa fan, but I gotta say, I LOVE Bad Romance now.  But, not her version still.  This version: 

Rachel and her surprise mom also do a pretty great version of Poker Face.  When you check out the soundtrack from the season finale, look into that, too.  You won't be sorry.

eShakti, have a sale already!

The online clothier bombards me with daily emails showcasing their beautiful summer dresses, but not since I made my first purchase (see this edition of Random Thoughts: http://stolensentiments.blogspot.com/2010/02/randoms-manifest.html) have they offered any deals!  There are so many cute things I want from this store, including these: 

Don't they know that if they just lowered the prices a smidgen, I'd order again?  Sigh... 


Ok, so I'm not the best at keeping my resolutions...
Remember when May was going to be a great month for new beginnings?  (see: Brand New May)  Yeah, so, not so much...  


Haven't done Weight Watchers at all and, in fact, have gained quite a bit.  That is the direct result of the work project from hell, though.  Things are quieting down a little, so I need to get back in the groove.  I can't cross back over into the bad place.  I just can't.  


Along that same vein, I haven't worked out in literally MONTHS.  Unless you count walking around the theme parks, which, I don't.  That has to change.  I feel like hell right now, so I need to get off my once again fat ass and MOVE.  Doc said I'm at risk for blood clots if I don't.  That should seriously scare me straight, but as of yet, it hasn't.  Maybe I'll get on the elliptical when I get out of here today.  Maybe... 


Some other resolutions I made in the past: 

• Watch all 7 seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer (again)
• Read at least 3 books/month
• Pass the CPA exam and the Bar
• Join a book club
• Get in shape
• Meet my future husband

Hmm... Well, I did do the first one.  Yep.  ALL SEVEN.  And, I remember why it's my favorite show of all time.  As for the second item, although I've still been reading a lot, I haven't kept to my 3 book/month rule.  Just too busy.  For number three - I did in fact fail the CPA exam yet again.  Scheduled to retake it on July 3.  I really need to not make the same mistake for the bar.  I am starting that study plan TONIGHT.  Fourth, no book club.  Haven't found one, and don't have enough hours in the day.  Maybe that'll change soon, though.  Fifth, YEAH RIGHT!  We just had that conversation.  Last - not yet.  Still waiting for him, it seems... 

Another Bloggy Award!!! 
In the midst of my utter madness (aka getting that application done), I received a lovely blogger award from Donda at: http://www.dailylifewithbipolar.blogspot.com/?zx=adaafc79cc2a3242. 


(Don't get discouraged if a Blogger warning pops up - there's no dangerous content in her great blog - just real life tales of living with Bi-Polar disorder.  Accept the warning and enter.  That's an order.)  

Thank you Donda, for the award!  I appreciate it!  I promise I will pay it forward and fulfill my award requirements soon. 

That kid's got some problems. 

My name is Kristen, and I'm addicted to some REALLY bad TV.  Including some shows geared towards tween-age girls.  There.  I admit it.  I am ashamed.  I will not go into greater detail than that, but I will share with you a video made for one of the horrible, horrible half hours of crap I ingest with my eyes.  It's a great song and a pretty cool concept, if you ask me.  Enjoy!

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And with that, I bid you adieu.  Off to finish packing my junk and then I'm getting out of here early.  Gonna work from home and maybe exercise.  I'll keep you posted on my progress (or lack thereof).  


Have a fabu day! 

Southland in the Springtime

It's this time of year when I'm most grateful to be a Dixie Princess.  

It's so beautiful right now!  Warm, sunny, flowers, birds.  If there wasn't a Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man sized cloud of yellow that turns me into a human snot/sneeze factory for 3 months, I'd probably be the happiest disgruntled person alive.  

So, a little tribute to you, Spring.  Here are some of my favorite things about my favorite season: 

1. Daffodils.  They're just pretty.   
2. Longer days.  It's easier to leave work late if there's still hope of daylight when you get out.
3. Sunshine.  And the fact that, if I spend some time in it, I might not look like a vampire.  (And not the sexy Cullen variety - more like the pasty, terminally ill kind.) 
4. Tax Refunds.  If I ever get around to doing my taxes, I will enjoy receiving a refund of my hard-earned money - which the government has been spending, interest-free, for the past year. 
5. Morning songbirds.  What a lovely way to wake up.  (If only they were effective enough to replace my two wretched alarm clocks.) 
6. Weekend getaways.  
7. No more wool coats.
8. Festivals and farmer's markets.  Looking forward to some outdoor shopping.
9. The end of mandatory overtime (April 15, BABY!)   
10. Spring colored clothing.  And being able to wear dresses with sandals again. 

  

Welcome Back, Spring!  WE HEART YOU!!!  

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Maybe we'll make Texas by the morning
Light the bayou with our tail lights in the night
800 miles to el paso from the state line
And we never have the money for the flight

I'm in the back seat sleepy from the travel
Played our hearts out all night long in New Orleans
I'm dirty from the diesel fumes, drinking coffee black
When the first breath of Texas comes in clean

And there's something 'bout the Southland in the springtime
Where the waters flow with confidence and reason
Though I miss her when I'm gone it won't ever be too long
Till I'm home again to spend my favorite season
When God made me born a yankee he was teasin'
There's no place like home and none more pleasin'
Than the Southland in the springtime

In Georgia nights are softer than a whisper
Beneath a quilt somebody's mother made by hand
With the farmland like a tapestry passed down through generations
And the peach trees stitched across the land
There'll be cider up near Helen off the roadside
And boiled peanuts in a bag to warm your fingers
And the smoke from the chimneys meets its maker in the sky
With a song that winter wrote whose melody lingers

And there's something 'bout the Southland in the springtime
Where the waters flow with confidence and reason
Though I miss her when I'm gone it won't ever be too long
Till I'm home again to spend my favorite season
When God made me born a yankee he was teasin'

There's no place like home 
and none more pleasin'
Than the Southland in the Springtime

-Indigo Girls