fun and crafty times in brooklyn this weekend for the renegade craft fair. i'll possibly post pictures tomorrow of all my fabulous purchases.

i'm a bit down in the dumps tonight over this whole diet thing. i clearly spoke too soon in my previous post because i have now gone nine days without losing any more weight. the torturous part is that i've been 95% faithful and still nothing. it's one thing to not lose weight, but it's quite another to be stuffing yourself with unsalted chicken, carrots, and egg whites, all to no avail. i'm toying with the idea of just calling the whole thing off, as i only have ten days left until beach week and i'm afraid i'm going to be killing myself with this diet until the very last minute only to be majorly disappointed in myself, possibly ruining my good time. at least if i ease up a bit i'll get used to the idea of not having hit my goal weight in time for swimsuit season. let's see what the scale has to say tomorrow. everyone please send some fat-burning vibes my way.

on the cheerier side, we rented the first disc of monty python's flying circus from netflix. i'm a huge fan of holy grail but never really watched flying circus, and i must say it's quite marvelous.

it's one of those mondays where all you want to do is crawl back in bed and re-do the whole morning. actually, what i would like to do more than anything in the world right now is crawl under a rock and die. i partially fucked up yet another email blast and as a result we sent out a completely pointless email to 71,000 people. it wasn't my mistake per se, but i was one of those responsible for not testing thoroughly before it went out.

do you ever feel like you've somehow put one over on everyone? you look around at all these people that hold you in somewhat high regard and you just think, "jesus, they really don't know what they're doing trusting me." lately i've been feeling like i make way too much money for the quality and quantity of my work, like i'm cheating the company out of tens of thousands of dollars. what makes me feel worse is the fact that i'm pretty sure i make more than a lot of people around here who work a lot harder than i do. part of the problem is that it's a bit slow around these parts lately, and i'm the sort of person who performs best under stress. when i don't have much to do, even the few things i do have are of shitty quality because i get out of practice. logically though, anyone could say to me, "look at this, this is the *only* thing you have to do and you can't even do THAT right!" i'm feeling like a completely useless and mediocre human being.

happy monday everyone.

my major goals for summer:

1. learn to ride a bike
2. learn to drive a manual
3. reach my goal weight
4. learn to sew

unfortunately i think these are my goals every summer. but something's gotta give here.


also, g & i are having a hard time deciding where to go to on our yearly september vacation. it's a toss up between amsterdam/the netherlands, italy, and scotland.

should we go here:



or here:




or here:




simple, right?

i don't know what it is about having a blog, but while i was on hiatus i had a million things to say, and the second i start back up the well runs dry. maybe it's because i can't decide who i'm writing this for anymore.

less than a month until beach week, which means i've already started on my yearly slim-down diet. six pounds in six days so far, not too shabby. six more left to go to get back down to my former july '05 svelt self, and thirteen to go before i hit my all time goal. can i do it by july 1st? pretty sure i can at least drop the first six, we'll see about the next seven after that, though.

this diet i'm on, the 6 week body makeover, is probably the best kept secret of the weight loss world. about four years ago, my friend's mom had lost thirty pounds in six weeks, so after hearing that, i decided to give it a shot. it's incredibly rigorous, mainly due to the fact that you have to eat five times a day and can't have any extra added salt, fat, or sugar. when you're not so well versed in the art of dieting and nutrition, you don't realize how many things that cuts out. let me tell you, it pretty much leaves you with only plain chicken breast, turkey, vegetables, rice, potatoes and water, all of which must be cooked without oil, salt, or sugar. still, while it's grueling, the weight comes off so quickly that it's relatively easy to stay motivated. plus, once i get in the zone, eating all this stuff becomes more of just getting it over with than looking forward to your next meal, so it sort of takes the emphasis off of food, in a weird way.

that being said, i have secretly been looking at recipe websites like they're porn.

on the flip side, G is trying to gain weight for the beach. nature is really a bitch, i tell you. he couldn't give a crap about food, but can eat absolutely anything. i am in love with food but three pringles makes me pork up like a christmas ham. still, i have decided that i will help him bulk up, if for nothing else than to eat vicariously through him. i mixed up a bunch of trail mix for him and wanted nothing more than to hook the ziploc on my face like a feedbag. instead i settled for one honey-roasted peanut, which was divine. every meal he eats i nag, "shouldn't you be having a bigger serving? why don't you put a banana on that cereal? put more butter on that! you know what goes well with that? nutella."

hmm...with all this typing about eating, i almost forgot that it's time to eat again.

i made this shadowbox to commemorate our trip to paris a few years back. now i can finally throw out all the other little flyers, ticket stubs, menus, etc leftover from that trip. next up, putting one together for our jaunt to the pacific northwest.