My bagel obsession

Chile cheese bagel with garden veggie cream cheese from Einstein Bros. Yum-O. This bagel combination kind of grew on me. And it's because our favorite bagel shop, Bruegger's Bagels, is nowhere near my work, I had to settle for this. Which is not bad at all. As matter of fact, I'm kind of torn between the two. You see, Bruegger's has the best jalapeno cheese bagels. They're always so fresh; right out of the oven when most bagel shops aren't. Einstein Bros., however, don't have jalapeno cheese bagels. They're chile nacho bagels. A yummy substitute. They're equally great! It's just a matter of convenience.

Oh yes, and they have darn good coffee too.

Who cares about the Oscar's

I really don't care about the Oscar's. It's seriously boring to me. It's been a hot topic today and that's why I feel compelled to blog about it. People have asked me if I watched it. Honestly, I did not know it was on, nor do I care what Beyonce was wearing. Everywhere I went, whether it be in the elevator, grabbing lunch, or sitting at my desk, I would involuntarily eaves drop on people talking about nipples. "Did you see her boob? She was wearing this push up bra and bam!" I find more amusement watching hair grow on my legs, thank you very much.

However, I did get a glimpse of the winners online. Martin Scorsese won Best Picture for The Departed. I would say this was probably the highlight of the night and the tiny fraction of the show that was worth watching. If you haven't watched the movie already, you should. One of the best movies we've seen in awhile by far. Especially when you watch it for the first time in theaters. I admit, it's always good after the fourth time too. And NO, it's not because Leonardo DiCaprio and Matt Damon are co-starring in the film.

"Maybe yes...Maybe no...Maybe fuck yourself." -Dignam, Mark Wahlberg in The Departed

Bits of snow

I arrived to work this morning and discovered this. Little bits of snow on the parking lot and bushes.

It's nice to know...

that there are people here pulling for me.

Best news I heard today.

Just not in the cards

Why is it everytime I hope for something good to happen, it never does? Even though I knew it was suppose to happen and was also reassured by others that it will, it fails to. I've been so freaking patient for over a year now. I don't know how much longer I can take this. Maybe it's just a sign for me to keep trying harder. Maybe I just don't deserve it yet. I don't know. All I know is that it's killing me.

Working on my fitness

In a few minutes, I'm heading out to the gym. This would be my fourth consecutive day in a row. Niiice. It would be nicer if someone could dangle a cup cake on a fishing rod while I'm on the treadmill. Oh that would just be icing on my cake. Mmmmm... cake.

Off to the gym.

Candy hearts for Eeyore, the suicidal donkey

Random photos from Cranium Night

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Couples Cranium Night

Oh, it's on!

We're hosting so I gotta make haste on the cleaning. Photos to follow on the next post.

Us girls

Photos of Kailee and I at the park after her doctor's visit for her concussion. She's okay now.

Good habits

April inspired me to type this post that I've put off for quiet some time now. Thank you!

A couple of days ago, I was cleaning out our closet because it's just one big fucking disaster. Between Leo and I, we filled about three garbage bags full of clothes. Clothes that hung in the back of the closet that we save in hopes to miraculously fit them again. But your attitude about these things change when you're married. You really start to care less about fitting into those jeans that you once wore on your first date. Because afterall they're old and oh my god sOoOOoo 4 years ago. And when you begin to run out of excuses, blame the washing machine, the usual suspect.


Holy crap.

These are apparently "before" images.

Lots of cute skirts I don't wear.

Heaps and heaps of clothes on the bed ready to be donated.

I even gave away the white shirt that I wore the first time Leo and I met. Now that I think about it, it makes me fucking sad.
About a month and a half ago, Leo came up with a brilliant idea to enroll us in a gym. So we go a couple of times during the week. For me it would have to be 2 or 3 times (if I'm lucky). For him, it would be 3 or 4 times a week. And now that football season (my life) is over, we can cry about it at the gym while getting our ass handed to us by an aerobics coach named Olga. That really is her name. And she really is as bad as she sounds.

I'm hoping to look mighty fine this summer. SO FINE, I can stand in front of the mirror naked, flex my muscles, and nod my head in absolute satisfaction.

You hear that loud noise? That was the sound of my "guns" rattling the shit out of your window.

A die-hard for Blogger

Last year, I mentioned that I was going to switch to Wordpress because apparently I wasn't too happy about my blogging experience with Blogger. Although, Blogger has progressively made publishing quicker and has essentially been painless to use, I am still not pleased. Perhaps it's just laziness or the fact that their customer support lacks support. It's a love and hate relationship.

Three reasons why I've gone as far as I have with Blogger:

1.) Google owns Blogger. You can only expect magical things to happen when a company that big takes over.

2.) I really am that lazy.

3.) Blogger and I go way back. I mean back to when the Blogger sign-in page had a counter of how many members sign-up for an account, which back then was less than a million. Unfortunately, this is my second account. My old account I no longer use. It would've been really cool to see my "Member Since" on my old profile.

Moving over to Wordpress would be like ending a long relationship. A relationship that outlasted any relationship I ever had with a boy.

As ridiculous as it may sound, Blogger holds a lot of sentimental value. You see, a few years ago my husband found me through my old blog. Thinking back at that, I wonder how life would ever be today if things were different. If I never wrote, would he still find me somehow.

A little bit of elbow grease and viola!

Did a little house cleaning around my blog. Hopefully in a few days it will be back to normal. :)