#scenesefrommyhome

Rain rain go away, but not these boots

Our new side table in the guest room 

London tube shower curtain in the guest bathroom

Poster in the guest room that my mom bought us in Lodi during our wedding weekend

Our new owl friend in the bedroom (I can't turn down $5 owls...ever)

The booze.  We're out of gin.  I miss it.  That makes me sound sad.

Reason #529 Why I Love My Husband

When he wakes up in the middle of the night and realizes Gizmo is sleeping on the floor in his dog bed instead of in our bed, he wraps him up in a fuzzy blanket to keep him warm.

I never wake up because I'm a way deeper sleeper than him, but when I get up in the morning sometimes I find the blanket still there.

Warms my little heart.

Love that guy.

A Random Old Story

(Because I can't fill this blog with only Pinspiration posts and I don't have a lot going on right now)

Once upon a time when I was a flight attendant living in New Jersey and was single and, ahem, partying a lot I had a pretty funny encounter.  My girlfriends and I spent the night drinking and dancing at our favorite club Adega's where I met an older, bald, married dude. And by older I mean late 30's, 40's.  I was about 23 at this time so...that's older to me.  (I just didn't want you picturing an 80 year old or something...moving on)  Apparently at some point during the night this bald gentleman and I proceeded to inappropriately make out in the club.  I don't remember this happening.  I was told later.  And honestly, I wasn't surprised.  A couple vodka red bulls will do that to a girl.  The next day, I had to work the Newark to Boston shuttle in the front cabin of the plane.  I boarded the plane and started my day like every other day, albeit it a little hungover.  Since I was working the front cabin, it was one of my duties to greet passengers as they boarded.  And lo and behold, guess who boards my plane?  Older, bald, married dude.  Awkward.  I spent that entire flight trying to avoid the eye contact which he was desperately attempting to make.  This included ignoring him whilst doing the bev cart (thankfully I didn't have to serve him just stand in front of his row for an excruciatingly long time), ignoring him whilst collecting trash, and worst of all, ignoring him whilst sitting at the front cabin jump seat that faced the rest of the plane for take off and landing.  I sat there in my tights and blue polyester staring out into the plane and all I kept seeing the whole take off and landing was a little bald head constantly leaning over to look down the aisle into my cabin.  Needless to say, that was the longest 80 minutes of my life.

Get off my plane, buh bye.

Me as a flight attendant once upon a time

Me back in my Jersey/clubbing days.  I literally couldn't be more Jersey in this picture. Love it.

Today

Two completely unrelated things I'm obsessed with today:

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Things I Did This Week That Prove I'm Old

• Shook my head and chuckled at the dude in the gym bragging about getting f*cked up from alcohol.  Direct quote from him, "What's the point of going to a bar if you don't get f*cked up?!"  Oh kids...
• Felt a little shocked with how often he was throwing out f-bombs.
• Complained several times about the appearance of the checkout people at Target and Giant.  I may have even made a comment along the lines of, "Back in my day we couldn't have tattoos that showed at work."  (But seriously, cover up your brass knuckle tattoo at work maybe??)
• Hurt my thigh doing lunges (without weight).
• Went to bed at 8:30.
• Ate salad with every meal.
• Added beets to my salad (I don't know why I feel this makes me old, it just does).
• Watched Biggest Loser.  And cried.

Men's Pinspiration2

Is there anything cuter than a man in an old man's cardigan?

Wait, is that a weird, repressed Mr. Roger's sexual fantasy thing?

Hmmm I have some things to think about...

But first, here's a new men's pinspiration picture and how you can recreate it with all pieces that are under $50!

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(Okay, I know the polka dot tie is straying from the picture, but I love it so I'm including it)

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Things I'm Lusting After

I spend a lot of time on the internet job searching.

AKA looking at shoes and bags and applying for random jobs in between.

Here are some things my poor unemployed wallet is currently dreaming of.

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Saying No

So the other day I talked about not turning down things (ie: job offers) because of fear.

I went to sleep Sunday night ready to go into DC Monday and get this started.

I wasn't stressed out this time.

I didn't lose sleep.

I was organized, ready, and excited.

And then my meeting got cancelled because of a scheduling error.

And other issues came up.

And I sort of shook myself out of the haze of excitement that comes from being offered a job that isn't a desk job in a city that I love.

And realized.

Crap, this isn't the job for me right now.

So I said no.

And it sucked.

But I didn't say no out of fear which is new for me.

I said no after a bunch of heart-to-heart talks with my husband about how this job would actually work money-wise, commute-wise, schedule-wise, future-wise.

And other variables I won't put in a public blog.

And honestly, I've talked them all so much to death I can't really remember my reasons this morning.

But it's a no.

And I hate saying no.

Always.

Especially to things that are cool and possibilities and different.

And especially since at this point I probably will end up with a boring desk job.

But we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

And at least I'll look cute at my desk, right?

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On Fear

I realized last night when I was laying in bed too stressed out over a decision I have to make to sleep, that I make a lot of my life decisions based on fear.

I never embraced life/school in San Luis because I was scared of getting out of my sheltered bubble and trying anything new.

I dropped out of college 3 classes to graduation when I had already been accepted to grad school because I was afraid of making a decision about my future.

I quit being a flight attendant and moved home because I was afraid to grow up and make a responsible life there.

I almost purposefully ruined by relationship because I was scared of getting married.

I quit jobs, gave up on opportunities, walked away from people, made wrong decisions out of fear countless times in my life.

Basically, I'm a big ole' chicken.

And now I have this great job opportunity and I have almost turned it down a million times out of fear.

Fear of the unknown.

Fear of  failing.

Fear of travelling to the city by myself.

Fear of giving up on the easy dream of staying in this small town, buying a big house, and having kids.

Fear of not making enough money.

Just big ole' chickeny fear.

But I'm trying to squash it.

I'm going back Monday to fill out the paperwork to start the job.

And we'll see if I duck and run at that moment from fear.

But hopefully not.

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My Day In Photos

First, I woke up.  Lookin' sexy as always.

Then I walked the pups.

Then I fed the pups.

Then I sexily drank some coffee.

Then I ate a super healthy breakfast of leftover scones.

While I watched Project Runway.

Then I did my quick morning workout routine.

This is me doing a super legit jumping jack.

Then I showered.

(Yeah, I probably shouldn't have posted this picture on the internet.)

Then I prepped dinner (chicken tiki marsala...yummm)

Then I cleaned the kitchen.

Then I cleaned the rest of the house.

After a while, I got Mike's lunch ready.

And had lunch with this guy.

After he left, I got on the internet and did some research for my job interview.

And realized I had all the ingredients for a tasty appetizer.

And walked these guys again.

Then I made some Earl Gray because I was getting sleepy.

Then I tried on outfits for my interview (going with the leopard one).

Then we went grocery shopping (this is my grocery list spreadsheet...I love it)

Then we had dinner (spaghetti and salad)

This guy thought I was being weird.

Then wine, How I Met Your Mother, and bed!

(Admittedly this is two days merged into one because I forgot to keep taking pictures the first day.  That's why the dinner I prepped doesn't match what we ate.  I can't lie to you guys.  Or can I?

Good Eats

Here are some delish recipes we've tried lately.

Baked Shells with Tomato and Mozzarella from Big Girls Small Kitchen

This isn't anything groundbreaking, but we had some leftover ragu and who doesn't love anything with fresh basil in it?

Chicken Tikka Masala from A Hint of Honey

This was SO good. 

And hot.

Makes your nose run hot.

Pork Meatball Banh Mi from A Hint of Honey

I don't know if I can properly explain how amazingly delicious these are.
SO SO SO good.
However, I don't know on what planet one pound of ground pork makes 24 meatballs.  I would suggest doubling the meatball ingredients, but nothing else because it makes a crapload of the pickled veggies.
So good!

Guest Post At Faux Fancy

Hey Guys!

Today I'm over at Faux Fancy doing a guest post on how you can recreate the trends for Spring of 2013 like this one!

Check it out here and show those girls some love!

Happy Sunday

Hello All!

I've done about five hundred Pinspiration posts today because I'm a little obsessed with the idea and it allows me to sit in front of the computer and watch Bachelor all day in my pjs.

This weekend has been lovely so far with a quick trip to Annapolis for tea, errands, dog park, movies, smooches, and did I mention pjs?

The Getting Good At Stuff - Working Out has been going well; we've done the treadmill routine three times so far and it kicks our butt every time.

I didn't complain about going to the gym once this week and that's a big deal for me (I'm a whiner).

I haven't showered yet today.

I freaked out at the dog park because some idiot left both gates open and Gizmo got out.

Even though we caught him, I've been freaking out inside ever since picturing what could have happened.

Which in turn makes me want a cocktail.

But I'm going to wait until five four.

This is a pointless post, but I figured I should post something that wasn't Pinspiration.

And I like to ramble.

So happy Sunday lovies!

(Cheers!)

Job Interview Outfit

I have a job interview next Thursday (URP) and I'm already stressing about what to wear.

If my pinterest closet was accessible (oh if a girl can dream!) this is what I would be wearing.

Check out the original collection on Beso here (seriously Beso, make your collections blogable already!)

The inspiration came from this outfit on Pinterest:

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Since this job is somewhat in the fashion industry, I figure I could be a little different rather than just wearing a suit.

Here is my dream collection:

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Getting Good At Stuff - Working Out

The first thing I decided to get good at (or TRY to get good at) is working out.

I have never liked to work out.

I'm pretty awkward and lazy and short.

But since we moved to Maryland, I've become Mike's gym buddy and while I bitch and complain every second until we get to the gym, once we're there I've realized I kind of like it.

But regardles of our new workout routine, I've still put on five pounds since the move.

I could blame winter.

Or unemployment.

Or whatever.

But really, I have no excuse.

So I decided to try to get good at working out.

My first step was to pick a quick and easy routine I could do every day before I hop in the shower.

I'm home alone anyways so I don't need to worry about embarassing myself and it's an extra way to burn some calories and build some muscle outside of my workouts with Mike.

I picked this one:

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My burpees are embarrassing and my superman is awkward as hell, but I sucked way less at this than I thought I would.

It took about 20 minutes, it got my heart pumping, and it made me excited for when it wouldn't hurt like hell anymore.

In order to get good at working out, I also needed to find a way to get back into running.

Since we moved here, it's been so windy and cold outside, our runs have really suffered and I HATE running on the treadmill.

So to combat the boredom, but still get some good cardio in, yesterday I started us doing this on the treadmill at the gym before we moved on to weights:

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I knocked the speeds down by one for myself because I'm slow and 8.0 might have killed me.

I think I'll up it back up though and just see how I do because doing 3.0 was kind of boring for 5 minutes straight.

This was awesome and made the time fly by.

I was worried Mike would be bored with it since he's in such better shape then me, but afterwards he was drenched in sweat and said he burnt about 400 calories (I forgot to check my calories dang it).

I'm going to focus on doing these two new additions along with my daily weight lifting until I'm good at them and can up the intensity and weight.

For extra motivation  I put up my daily routine on the mirror at home and, well, talking about it on here is pretty motivating!