Ok, I tried.  I honestly love to blog and feel like I have been “introduced” to so many wonderful people through it.  Unfortunately I can’t keep up.  I have either been out of town or had visitors in town for a month now and honestly blogging has been the last thing on my mind.  I didn’t even realize how long it had been between my last two posts until I got a few e-mail questions about where I was.  Oops!  Well, here I am again saying sorry for my absence and thinking maybe it’s time to call a spade a spade.  I love reading blogs.  I love commenting.  I no longer love writing them.  It feels like pressure.  I made a deal with myself that I would write when I felt like it and not feel obligated, but since then I have barely written anything.  I feel like that’s a sign. 

I will still be around reading and commenting because I love the connection to people who often have similar views on the things I’m most interested in.  I just can’t keep up.  That’s all. 

I leave you with some pics from our trip to Boston.  It was awesome and we celebrated our 30th birthdays in a city we instantly fell in love with and topped it all off with a Red Sox win in extra innings at Fenway against the Yankees.  It was perfect!  Sorry to any Yankees fans, but as a Red Sox fan and Texan (Rangers against Yankees in the current playoff series), it was the perfect icing on a cake of a trip.

Red Sox game

Trinity Church

The Finish line for the Boston Marathon

Tortoise and Hare statue in Copley Square at the Marathon Finish

Day trip to Portland, Maine

Paul Revere's House

1. I have a new baby nephew! Just hours after my last post on the 13th the first baby of our our generation was born to my little sister-in-law. I’m already in love though I haven’t had the priveledge of meeting him in person, yet. Can’t wait!
2. I took a work trip to Salt Lake City, Utah. I had never been there before and thought it was a beautiful and pristine city. Very clean and the weather was perfect. It was a nice mild 60s and 70s and a much needed break from austin’s 90-100.
3. I turned 30! September 22nd brought me into a new decade of my life that, though I approached with hesitation, is so far going really well.
4. I am headed up to Boston. Trip number 2 for the month, this time for pleasure. The hubby turns 30 on October 13th, so we decided a celebration trip was a must to mark our big 3-0s. Birthdays in Boston!

Alright, I can only handle so much typing on a tiny phone keypad, so that’s it for now. I promise to give you a full Boston recap when I return.

One thing I like about her is she admits to working out and eating healthy.  She’s not one of those stars that acts like it’s all natural and makes the rest of us hang our head.  In the article she says “I’m very health conscious.” and explains that exercise and good nutrition aren’t luxuries, but imperatives that pay dividends.  Another favorite quote: “There’s just something sexy about feeling strong.”  STRONG, not skinny or waify.  STRONG.  She is a vegetarian and keeps a food journal and also works our 5-6 days a week.  Granted, since she is a huge star, she has a personal trainer that travels with her, but she still does the work and pays attention to her health. 

Side note:  I told Jensen as I was reading the article that if I won the lottery, the first two things I would do for me (after charitable contributions, helping out family, and paying off loans) would be to go on a shopping spree at Anthropologie (where I currently generally only buy things on sale) and get a personal trainer 5 days a week.  It just takes the thought out of it.  Just do what they tell you.  I like to be challenged and its easier to get that when someone else is pushing you and changing up the routine.  Haha!  Keep dreaming.  The hubby would buy a ranch. 

Final note on the Carrie article.  She says that she thinks her legs are her best asset.  Point blank.  “I think my legs are my best asset.”  I like that she is confident in saying so.  It seems like it’s often more acceptable to put yourself down or talk about the things you don’t like.  It is often considered conceited to say that you like something about yourself.  You know what?  It’s not.  It’s called self-love and it’s OK.  Check out more on the subject over on Tina’s blog with today’s 30 Days of Reflection:  Outward Beauty.  

Question:  If you won the lottery, what would you do for YOU?

Here’s how it went (I changed the speed a bit from the magazines suggestions just for an added challenge):

Minutes     Speed     Incline

        5                 6.5                0

         1                 6                     5

         1                  7.5                5

         1                  6                    6

         1                   7.3               6

         1                   6                    7

         1                   7.1                 7

         1                   6                    8

         1                   6.9                8

         1                    5                    9

         1                    6.7                9

         1                     5                    10

         1                     6.5                10

         1                     5                     11

         1                      6.3                11

         1                       5                    12

         1                       6.1                12

         1                        4                   13

         1                        5.9               13

         1                         4                   14

         1                         5.7              14

         1                          4                 15

         1                           5.5            15

         1                           4                 0

         1                           7.0            0

         1                            7.5            0 

Total:  30 minutes

I ran the half mile to the gym and then hopped on the treadmill and started right in.  I was jogging even at 4.0. I had to just to stay on the machine!  It got me to about 3 miles of HIIT.  I ran a final mile between a 7.0 and 7.5 and finished with a 1/2 mile walk  between 4 and 4.5 to catch my breath.  I walked home, too.  In the rain.  Even with the downpour, I couldn’t make my legs run.  They were jelly.  I bow down to the hill.

The speed demon in me would have had a bit of an issue with the 4.5 miles in 45 minutes (I usually do between an 8 and 8.5 minute mile depending on the day), but I couldn’t hear him over the screaming of my thighs.  “I’m on FIRE!”  Wow, this was a workout!  I plan to try to get this variation  in once a week and leave speed for the other 2 HIIT days.  I honestly couldn’t handle this more than once a week.  I respect (and somewhat fear) the incline.

National News

The rain continued all night (and will for most of today) and I was so cozy.  Also about 4am there was a cat attack on our cat door.  It was my cat, who has been banished to the outdoors due to some urination incidents.  He has been out there permanently for about 6 weeks, but due to the great flood and the fact that his favorite hiding spot is a storm drain, we allowed him a reprieve for the duration of the rain.  He had gone out his door (we only have it locked coming into the house) and into the garage where his food is for a late night nosh (or since he’s nocturnal, I guess it’s lunch) and got stuck.  He was incensed and began throwing himself against the cat door.  I got up to let him in and had just settled back in bed when our blue heeler, Tucker, decided to throw up.  Seriously?!   You see where this is going.  Dream on is what I wanted this morning and what I did.  I’ll be doing my workout this afternoon instead. 

Dream on number two:  Today’s 30 Days of Insight.  Today’s topic is PERFECTION.  Tina did a great job writing about it and how our constant quest for it actually makes things less so.  Constantly reaching for a perfect body makes the wonderful one you have seem even less perfect than if you just loved yourself flaws and all.  If you are always wishing for a perfect life your focus will be on what you don’t have and want and not on all the enjoyable things you do have.  If you are searching for perfection, I say DREAM ON.  It’s not going to happen.  There is no such thing.  That may seem discouraging, but it’s actually freeing.  There is no such thing as perfect.  Say it with me.  THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PERFECT.  It is not attainable and would be boring anyway.  If everyone had perfect lives, perfect bodies, perfect personalities, there would be no uniqueness.  No color.  Remember Pleasantville?  Perfection (or perceived perfection) was life in black and white.  Once they became individuals with individual actions and ideas, straying from the “norm, the world brightened.

I find myself much happier when I appreciate what I have and who I am and not what I want.  I have hopes and goals and I reach for them, but I don’t compare my life to someone else’s more “perfect” one.  I don’t think we need to just settle in and be content and not change things that we want changed either, but it is about your best life, not a perfect one.

Finally, I didn’t watch Glee when it was on last season, but with all the buzz I have been catching up this summer in reruns.  LOVE IT!  Lastnight they sang Dream On by Aerosmith and I realized it may be my favorite song.  I have always loved it.  Not sure why.  It doesn’t speak to me or contain any words of wisdom, but I like it.  I just simply like it.  Introducing Mr. Will Schuester, hottie, nerdy teacher and Brian Ryan (or is it Bryan Ryan) former Glee club star singing Aerosmith .  Glee somehow makes it all work. 

I am planning to do a new type of interval workout today.  This one is incline based instead of speed, so I’ll let ya know later how it goes.  I like interval workouts.  I was always a distance person before, but now I find the variation a challenge and it makes the workout go by so fast.

My dad and my brother were also hunters, so I grew up around it.  BUT, there were rules.  There is such thing as ethical hunting.  Don’t shoot more than you can eat or anything that you wouldn’t eat.  Don’t shoot a “sitting” bird.  They must be in the air not chillin on a fence, in the road, or a tree.  Though hunting is admittedly a pastime for them, it is not “sport”.  They respect their kills and again, we eat it all.

I am a meat eater, but also an animal lover.  I do consider where my meat comes from and want it to have had a humane life prior to my consumption.  The birds my husband (or dad and brother) bring home have a had a wild life.  They were born in the wild and lived in the wild not some pen somewhere.  They were not fed hormones or “fattened” up.  They lived a natural bird life.  They are native to our area and would be a part of our natural diet.  They also have a chance to get away.  This is more than I can say for most commercial meat.  They are not killed just for their skins, tusks or horns (which would be weird since they are birds) and they plentiful around here.

Lastnight we had a Labor Day bbq featuring  the dove from this weekend’s hunt. 

Birds on the Barbie

I have nothing to do with the cleaning, preparing, or cooking of game birds.  That’s the man’s domain and he ROCKS at it!  He took each breast, cut a slit in it and stuffed in a sliced jalapeno.  He then wrapped it in bacon secured with a toothpick and got to grillin.  I made a side salad of spinach topped with goat cheese, berries and raspberry vinaigrette.  It was the perfect holiday meal.

Oh, as for the post title.  I’m sure everyone had heard “Put another shrimp on the barbie.”  (said in an Australian accent).  Well, barbie is simple what they call a grill or barbeque in Australia.  So we had birds on the barbie.  That kinda makes me laugh a little.  And now you’re laughing AT me.  S’alright.  I’m ok with it   

Hope you all had a great long weekend and are feeling rejuvenated (more likely a little bummed to be back at work ).

The Bounty Hunter

Ok, I wanted to like this movie.  I love Jennifer Aniston.  I was Team Jennifer during the whole Brad Pitt War, though honestly it was mostly on principle being against cheating and all.  I actually like Angelina, too, and think she is one of the most beautiful women ever.  A little dark (remember the vile of blood thing?  What?!), but now that she’s left the Morticia Adams-style behind she’s gorgeous. I digress.  Back to the movie.  It was terrible.  I don’t really know what else to say.  It was kinda of poorly written even as RomComs go and really all over the place.  Kelly and I both decided that we weren’t invested in the relationship, so we didn’t really care what happened to them.  That’s a death sentence for a romance movie, comic or otherwise.  Neither of us recommend this one.

The Backup Plan

We really liked this one.  It was hilarious in parts and ooey gooey in others.  Perfect for what we were looking for.  It scares you a bit on the pregnancy and kid front (I’m having slight heart palpitations for my near future), but it was all around a great chick flick.  4 thumbs up from lastnight’s audience.

Anybody seen anything else good lately?  I still want to see The Kids are Alright, Eat Pray Love (once I finish the book) and Inception in the theaters, but I may need some more video ideas for tonight.

We discussed what our favorite words are.  Yep, favorite words.  People have favorite foods, favorite colors, favorite animals, etc.  Favorite words? 

Well, I was happy to read that the author of Eat Pray Love had a favorite Italian word when she was living in Italy.  Her word means ”to cross the street”.  Commonly used by Italians I’m sure, but she liked the way it sounded to her foreign ears.  I read that part a while back, but it made me feel better to remember it after our conversation and know we weren’t the only word weirdos out there.

So what’s my favorite word? 

Pamplemousse - hear it here

It’s grapefruit in French.  I took French in college and I thought that word was so fun.  Now I always think pamplemousse when I see a grapefruit and just saying it makes me giggle a little.  Seriously, the small things   I can’t speak a lick of French now, but at least I’ll get chuckles for years from the one thing I retained.   Oh and since I just remembered that the discussion came up when I saw a PINEAPPLE on the counter and said PAMPLEMOUSSE, I guess my fancy French cover is blown.  I did know the word, but apparently any fruit will do  

I also like the word fleur (flower).  My whole family thinks that one is funny for some reason and my mom and dad have been known to say it a laugh on numerous occasions.  Clearly I did not fall far from the tree.

Jensen’s word was some medical term he learned in vet school.  I’m not even going to try to spell it or explain it, but after learning to say it I can see how its a fun one.  I see much less use for it in my day to day than pamplemousse (grapefruit are a little more mainstream), but if it ever comes up, I’ll smile and use it proudly.  Probably incorrectly, but proudly all the same  

 It’s nice to have a husband who doesn’t look at me weird when I ask him what his favorite word is as I randomly shout pamplemousse before erupting into laughter.  He joins right in.

What’s your favorite word, foreign or otherwise?

Really, it is a favorite food ingredient, flavor, smell, etc.  Pumpkin pie is my favorite dessert EVER! (close second and year round fave is carrot cake).  My mom’s is the best and it’s not Christmas or Thanksgiving without it.  Pumpkin spice candles are some of my favorite for making the house smell homey and cozy.  AND…pumpkin spice lattes are the BOMB!  They’re back and I’m about to head out to get my first one this morning.

As we move from Summer to Fall (in theory only until the temperature cooperates), I began to think of what I look forward to in the cooler weather and what I will miss from the hot summer.

Fall/Winter Favorites:

• pumpkin spice anything (latte, pie, etc)
• fires in the fireplace (me on the couch with a book)
• uggs (or any boots) with skinnies and sweaters
• skiing
• crisp mornings
• stews
• Christmas!
• University of Texas football

Summer Favorites:

• fresh berries
• laying by the pool
• flowy skirts and flip flops
• lots of daylight
• peach cobbler
• lake time

Despite my long life in and love of the Lonestar State and its natural heat, I’m a bigger fan of the cooler crisper weather.  I love fall and even winter works for me.  100 degrees is never my friend.  I need a break!  Come on with it!

Ok, I gotta go.  A pumpkin spice latte is calling to me and I’m already salivating. 

What are some of your seasonal faves?/What’s your favorite season?

It is fitting that this birthday (and clearly every birthday of mine ) comes in September.  When I was in school (back when it actually started in September) it was the a new start to a new school year.  It’s the beginning of fall, even if it still close to 100 degrees outside.  I guess technically the weather has until the official first day of fall on September 21st to get its act together, but I’ve lived in Texas a long time and am not holding my breath.  Anyway, fall is my favorite season.

With the idea of a new decade and new beginnings, it is the perfect time to reflect.  I have joined Tina’s 30 days of Reflection.  It’s a time to learn to be quiet with yourself and appreciate all you have to give.  I can’t think of a better thing to do to start a new phase of my life.  Join in or check it out by clicking the 30 Days:Are you in?  link on the right.

I am also reading Eat Love Pray right now, which fits in with all of this really well.  The author has finished the first portion of her journey in Italy and is now in India.  She has traveled to India partly to learn the art of meditation and struggles with it a bit.  She has a hard time clearing her thoughts and just being or listening rather than talking or asking.  That is hard for me too.  I have a wandering mind and to just sit still and “clear the mechanism” (anyone know that movie?) is an actual challenge.  In the book she references what the “Buddhists call a monkey mind – the thoughts that swing from limb to limb, stopping only to scratch themselves, spit, and howl.”   I relate.  I think that learning to sit, be still, be quiet (even in the mind), and focus on one thought for self renewal and appreciation will be a very good practice to learn now and carry through life. 

My mom used to “hypnotize” herself.  Let me just clear up any thoughts that word may bring to mind.  My mom is in no way new-age or kooky.  She did have someone teach her once, though, to block out all that’s going on around her and just take a moment.  She calls it hypnotize, but I see it as meditation.  She would go in her closet where it is quiet and cozy and probably the only place us kids wouldn’t think to look and just take a moment.  It centered her.  I remember her telling me this years ago.  I don’t know when she did it or how often.  I never witnessed it as it is something private.  I do now see how sometimes it is necessary.  We all just need a moment.  There is so much going on around us and in our own heads.  We need a break, even for five minutes. 

Tina’s idea is to take that break and use it to better yourself.  Think and reflect on something that will bring you to an appreciation of yourself and  peace.  I can’t think of a better way to set myself up for all the wonderful things to come in my 30s.  And beyond.  No more hesitation.