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Boys night in Brooklyn brought 40’s of Budweiser. I relaxed in Jersey with my Mama, Sex and The City and a bottle of red. Joe, Eric and Andrew watched the Bulls.

Cutting back on caffeine …

COFFEE.
Coffee.
coffee.

I think you are harming my body. In the past week I have been getting all Grey’s Anatomy on myself, thinking something little like a hiccup or a backache or a headache is ultimately death. Reason? I have been having crippling 10 second long headaches throughout the work day where I want to lay down and cry. I thought maybe I am allergic to the kitten (who doesn’t come to work with me) or that maybe I have a tumor in my brain (I was already visualizing my own McDreamy diagnosing me) But yesterday Heather, my Mom and Joe all brought it to my attention that it’s probably overload of caffeine. WHAT??! I have to cut back on caffeine? I really drink that much?! Yep. It’s a problem. I do. Throughout my day, I drink coffee. All day. I’m bored, I drink coffee. I’m tired, I drink coffee. I have any sort of task ahead of me, Obviously- I need a coffee. I’m walking or shopping or going to a movie, COFFEE.

I used to hate coffee, swore to my parents as they sat and had their coffee & cigarettes that I would NEVER smoke or drink coffee. Granted, I was seven or eight years old but I thought coffee was bad for you, like a cigarette. I learned in college that it was opposite, it was miracle juice. Woke me up for early morning and kept me up late cramming or finishing a paper I “forgot” to start. I started working in a local cafe when I was 18 and stayed there for four years (enter my world of all you can drink *free* coffee.) Commence addiction. Since then I have worked at six other cafes and probably poured hundreds of thousands cupsa’joe. A solid percentage of that number have obviously been for myself. Working at the cafe I do now, I have torture hours. Tues – Fri 5 am- 2 pm. No break, confined space and lots of stress in those 36 hours per work. I drink cup after cup. If I make espresso and there is a leftover shot, I pour it over ice and splash some milk and chug. It’s unfort. the only way I have been standing at 11 on Friday morning. It’s just so good, especially when you have freedom to make your own drink the way you like it whenever you want. My ideal drink? Four shots of espresso brewed over one pump of chocolate syrup poured over ice, topped with regular iced coffee and then a splash of soy milk. Doesn’t that make your head hurt just reading it? It seriously sort of made me ashamed to type that.

So, today was my first day of cutting back. I originally made myself a small iced coffee with just a splash of milk. I didn’t even get to drink it because we got insane busy and then later a co-worker made me a latte that I didn’t drink and I only had orange juice and water all day! I felt a with drawl headache coming on so I made a small iced latte for myself before I left work today. I haven’t even finished it and I really feel a lot better. I am not crashing and my head feels fine. Aren’t ya’ll so proud of me?

Camp Jam Fall 2010

This past weekend Joe and I headed a few hours into South Jersey for Camp Jam.  We laid in grass, slept in damp tents, laughed, celebrated and listened to a lot of amazing music.  Just the way September should be.











Decisions, decisions..

So I was going to paint our living room green but the fireplace a lighter shade. Should I do above the molding the lighter shade as well? Help!

Parallel Parking Pro!

Just watching and listening to the garbage men complain about my car being so amazingly parked that they can’t get through to the garbage from the truck. Ha haas

Something’s missing …

As of recently I have realized I am missing something in my relationship. Something that I used to always have, and something that I related to and relied on daily. Something that I just can’t have anymore being in an amazing, healthy and loving relationship. I can no longer relate to sad, depressing love songs. Songs that soothe you and make you remember you are not alone in feeling hurt and lonely and regret and all of that weepy stuff. You guys, I literally have a playlist on itunes called “weep”, how emo is that crap? I want to slap former Ashley for that. But in all seriousness, I really like sad songs, and always will. But I am glad I no longer have to listen to them to feel better about my situation (example- maria mena “sorry” – which inspired this picture) I need some really happy “I am the luckiest girl in the whole world” songs. I’ll share my “weep” playlist in exchange. What are your suggestions?

Skipping a hanson concert? ME?!

Tonight I am skipping a free Hanson concert in Manhattan BECAUSE-

  • I have a new kitten I would rather play with.
  • I want to make caesar salads with steak on them.
  • I plan on baking Joe cookies for his first day working with “Chopped”
  • My mom is visiting from NJ and wants to talk about arts and crafts.
  • I worked all day and have work again early in the morning.

Ya’ll didn’t think this day would ever come, eh? Well, it has. I think Heather’s reasons for skipping are based around cooking, arts and crafts, significant other and kitties also.

Kitten!

YOU GUYS…. JOE GOT ME A KITTEN. FOR MY BIRTHDAY (9 days early!) I AM SO HAPPY. He is the cutest little cuddly smartest kitten in the world with huge crossed eyes. I didn’t even know what my life was missing until I opened up a box and this guy popped out into my arms. Joe has been planning this for weeks (what a sweetie) and on my way to Jersey my car was having issues and Stinky and I had to hang out in Staten Island for a while until I got it running again. I came home, and the baby was here!! I was so shocked. We named him Pippen. Meaning: he is a Pip-Squeak!, Peregrin Took (Pippin) is a Hobbit from Lord of The Rings, Joe’s idol is Scottie Pippen (where the “e” comes into place) and one of my favorite children books was ‘Good Night, Pippin’ .. We’re so happy.

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