Is LBN Without Coffee Even LBN?
September11
i’m in a bullet-y kind of mood – i’m also craving sushi. but the two are probably unrelated…probably:
- there’s a reason i’m a creature of habit, because when i break the habit, everything sort of goes to shit. case and point – unpacking. i have my way: when i come home from a trip, no matter how late it is, no matter how much time i have the next day, i have to unpack immediately. its not that i enjoy the process but i simply can’t have it any other way. i unpack in the living room, suitcase splayed open in one corner, dirty clothes pile in another, mindless reality television distracting me on my tv. it’s just my way. but as i got ready to board the airplane for my trip home from CT i called ABN and announced that i would not be unpacking when i returned home. we’d been apart for a week and it would be nice to spend the evening with him – the suitcase could wait until the next day. he told me he didn’t believe i could do it, i told him a could, and i took an ativan just to make sure. i am hear to report that i was successful – i didn’t unpack. unfortunately, the flip side is that i still haven’t unpacked, my suitcases are still in the middle of the room and i suck at life. FAIL.
- my stomach has been a mess the last few days. and when i say mess i really mean that i look like i’m seven months pregnant. issues with my tum are nothing new but i go through phases and i seem to be in a particularly uncomfortable one right now. while i have a good memory for some things (name every job that kelly had during the duration of 90210…go!) i seem to be unable to remember the comings and goings of my stomach stuff. i clearly see myself in a doctor’s office in westport, during college (i remember because he thought i might have a parasite and prescribed me some sort of medication that tasted like metal and requiring me to abstain from alcohol prompting a very funny incident with an indian in a puffy yellow vest, but i digress), and then i think the stomach aches went a way for a few years (New York and Boston?). i know that they are connected to but not caused by stress, and i know that what i eat has some effect, but i just can’t figure out what not to eat. i know that red wine is basically the only thing that helps and it only helps a little (and somehow having a glass of red wine on my desk doesn’t seem like a realistic option). and so i drink pepto from the bottle and i rub my buddah belly. did i sorta give up coffee while living in NYC and boston? i sorta think i did. crap.
- i got free tickets to go to SFMOMA tomorrow. super excited. clearly this means ABN and i are scrapping our hiking plans but we’ve been trying to find time to go (Georgia O’Keefe, Ansel Adams AND Richard Avedon!) and free tickets seems as good a time as any.
- i spent a bunch of time this week brainstorming new names for sessions at camp next summer. while the traditional camp is made up of sessions with hebrew names (+1) the hebrew names have absolutely no relationship to each other (sun and scouts?, -2 at least! i’d rather have english names that make sense rather than random hebrew). next summer will feature wide area of hebrew words reflecting israel’s pioneer history (just like every other jewish camp in the world, +2 at least, and maybe an extra point for lack of creativity…sometimes doing what everyone else is doing is just better). in other news, i’m taking (forcefully if necessary) the staff on a 4 day 3 night staff-training retreat before camp starts. someone should have a residential camp experience – even if it is the counselors.
- i’m in desperate need of a hair cut. i realized this morning as i was straightening the shit out of my hair and a good portion of it was breaking off and collecting on the floor – my last hair cut was in november. i’m trying to grow it out (maybe another 3-4 inches) but i’m getting no where fast and i’m in need of some shape. i’m thinking pre thanksgiving…if i can just hold out that long and not do anything drastic.
- we’re going to hawaii!!! i know what you’re thinking – girl, just came back from vacay! but this is a real vacation, for just the two of us. and its not til february. we learned long ago that if we don’t put something on the calendar, no matter how far out, it just won’t happen. so way back when i first accepted this job we started thinking about february 2010 and various possibilities. while we both had dreams of thailand/vietnam/nepal we realized that we just don’t have that much time. and so, being on the west coast, hawaii was hard to turn down. as you may have guessed ABN and i don’t really do the resort scene (i mean, who am i kidding, i would). we rented a house! (complete with an extra bedroom! and a gorgeous full kitchen and deck with beach views and a gas bbq) and we’ll relax and cook and swim and i’ll read a million bad library books (although i just got an email that the third twilight book is waiting for me at the library…oy), i’m sure there will be some hiking too (although i am not going to jurassic park, i’m just not). 7 days baby – hells yeah!
on my walk to work today i had a direction reversing need to run into the nearest walgreens and buy a sparkling water. its possible i also bought a box of milkduds to enjoy after my 3pm meeting. shabbat shalom!
Thank you 
