Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Enjoy some Regina! "I've got a perfect body, but sometimes I forget.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Yesterday I ran the Andrew McDonough B+ Foundation for Pediatric Cancer Research's 5K race on SavannahStrong's team. SavannahStrong is an phrase created when Savannah Pauley was diagnosed with bone cancer in August 2008. Savannah passed away last September, but her memory and spirit live on through SavannahStrong. Jill and her family were the ones who introduced me to the group. I did some research and found out that while this little 10 year-old had cancer, she also raised over $6,500 for the Andrew McDonough B+ Foundation and raised $1,000 by asking for donations in lieu of gifts for her 10th birthday. She was quite an impressive little girl.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
It's basically just a quick way to get some extra vitamins and minerals.
Lychee Nuts - The girls and I had our fill when we lived in Thailand. Got 8 for $1.25 at Produce Junction!
Friday, June 4, 2010
Last weekend I finished reading "Born to Run," and tried out the barefoot running idea on the beach. A full week later and my calves are still more sore than ever, but it definitely made it easier to run with a pulled hamstring, so I'll do it again this weekend.
Now I'm on to two other books, switching back and forth between moods (nerdy vs comical). I'm currently reading:
I think it is pretty clear which one is the nerdery and which one is comical... Both were gifts from my brother, by the way. Sedaris was from two Christmas' ago, Bryson was from this year. Both are not disappointing so far!
Have a great weekend.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Here's a picture of the family (minus Tom) standing with Barrett's Finance flag.
A few weeks later was Mother's Day. Remember the post about food a while back? I tried the zucchini boats! They turned out great, although I realized I don't follow recipes, I look at a picture and then recreate it the way I think they made it. It still works everytime.
We had club sandwiches, grilled asparagus and zucchini boats.
And, of course, mimosas!
Our empty plates:
And they serve the bill in this cool little box!
After our breakfast we did some shopping, talked about life and the pros and cons of natural childbirth (I'm sold), and had a poolside lunch. Finally we left for the airport, flew to Miami, and got stuck there for what seemed like days. I hate Miami International Airport with a passion. At least, I hated the part we were in. There was nothing worthwhile to eat, nowhere to really sit, and no shops! We settled on Pizza Hut (ew) and made some friends while we ate it. Becca met a couple, and I met this guy:
We finally made it home around 1am the next day.
1.) Breast Pumps. I was made to promise by Lauren (see her blog on right - Lauren and Julia) that if I did this certain thing, I would blog about it. So here it goes. Now, to really understand why there were even breast pumps involved in a bachelorette I should explain that Becca and Lauren both have new babies. They're both still pumping and apparently if you stop, the milk stops coming. So they had to "pump and dump" multiple times a day. I learned a lot about having kids that weekend. I know that I want a natural birth, and that I am nowhere near ready to actually have a baby yet!
Here's a picture of the moms:
Lauren is on the left, Becca on the right.
So after one of the crazy nights we went back to the room and the moms needed to pump. And then a few of us non-moms decided (after a night of drinking, obviously) that we wanted to try it. Let's just say that I did NOT like it, and I am NOT looking forward to feeding a kid via boob. Or via machine that was once on my boob. It's painful and scary.
I have a newfound respect for Becca and Lauren.
Other weekend activities included a bar scavenger hunt, laying at the pool, pin the junk on the hunk (where we ended up taking fun pictures of the "junk" - not to be posted here), and a nice sunset booze cruise.
Me and Kristen on the boat.
2.) Naked Statues. Right next to our hotel (The Westin) was a museum that had a bunch of giant, naked, dancing statues. Underneath them all was this guy, staring up at them. It was beyond bizarre. We took some great pictures with them, again, not to be posted here.
This is the creeper statue:
3.) Detour Signs. On the last night, most of the girls went to bed and then Jill, Lauren and Kristen ended up in a bar called "Hog's Breath." I thought I was tired and wanted to go to bed, until I decided it was time to dance! I ran out and met up with them where we proceeded to nickname the bartender "Thunderstrike," dance to the cover band, and steal a detour sign.
This is Jill in her Scavenger hunt T-shirt, attempt number one at stealing the sign:
It took all four of us, but we got that thing about 5 blocks back to, you guessed it, the statues:
Definitely one of the most fun bachelorette parties I've had so far!
If you know me at all, you know I always need a veggie to go with whatever I'm eating. But I couldn't get excited about the normal choices: spinach, broccoli, green beans... so I had the inspired idea to make a tomato summer salad! Heirloom tomatoes, artichokes, cucumbers and fresh basil dressed with a tiny bit of olive oil and balsamic vinegar. It was amazing - and I ended up eating it for lunch the following two days.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
As I was straigtening up for their arrival, I began thinking how much I don't like my kitchen. Next to the bedroom, I think the kitchen is the most important room for me since I love to cook and bake so much. I want this to be my kitchen:
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Some of my favorites that I will eventually make:
Green Bean Salad
Monday, May 3, 2010
Lately I've been reading "Born to Run, A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen" by Christopher McDougall. It was given to me as a Christmas present, and I started it soon after the new year but have just recently gotten serious about reading it (mainly due to all the plane trips I've been taking lately). I am so sorry that I didn't get into it earlier. The usual take-away from this book seems to be that we should return to the way humans used to run, the way we were built to run, with little or no footwear. I however, am being incredibly inspired by the description of the pure love of running. As I'm waiting for my running partner to get here, I'll jot a few of my favorite excerpts:
That's the real secret of the Tarahumara: they'd never forgotten what it felt like to love running. They remembered that running was mankind's first fine art, our original act of inspired creation. Way before we were scratching pictures on caves or beating rhythms on hollow trees, we were perfecting the art of combining our breath and mind and muscles into fluid self=propulsion over wild terrain.
No wonder so many people hated running; if you thought it was only a means to an end -- an investment in becoming faster, skinnier, richer -- then why stick with it if you weren't getting enough quo for your quid?
Posted on the wall of Vigil's office was a magic formula for fast running that, as far as Deena could tell, had absolutely nothing to do with running: it was stuff like, "Practice abundance by giving back," and "Improve personal relationships," and "Show integrity to your value system." [...] "Eat as though you were a poor person."
Off for a sunset run!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
But the whole reason I am even posting about this is because I think this song by David Bazan is a good representation of how ridiculous it can get. And I really like David, so an excuse to post one of his songs is reason enough for me.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
It's made up of old discarded furniture and recycled into a beautiful high end piece of furniture. I wonder if I could make one...
Click here if you want to see the whole slide show of green design.
The Garmin Forerunner. I know it sounds ridiculous to spend $300 on a running watch, but this thing is amazing. It wirelessly tracks your mileage, speed, heart rate, and records your course! So cool.
However, so as to not go back on my word, I think I will just save up and buy it for myself... although I will probably end up buying a few more plane tickets first...
One thing I am going to buy ASAP the new North Face Refraction Jacket. It keeps you warm in cold weather and breathes enough to wear it in hot weather (only needed when it's raining). It's waterproof, blocks wind, and has reflectors on it for my night runs. Only $100! I think I found it for $60 online though. I will report back after I try it out.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
...warm days, wearing flops to walk the dog, and fresh, cheaper fruit.
...that my sister is almost out of college and moving to PHILLY! Just a 30 min drive away.
...old friends, new friends, friends I've been counting as "transitional" friends, and the recent realization that they too, are my real friends.
...baseball season! (PHILLIES!)
...that I have lived without cable for about three months now and am surviving just fine.
...eating fresh basil, and growing fresh basil in my windowsill.
...skype - because I can talk to my "Canadian" brother.
...waking up early, and not getting out of bed until at least an hour later.
...OR morning runs, morning yoga, morning dog walks.... MORNINGS.
...Mary's on Lincoln and Shallcross (She not only now knows me by name, but the name of my dog, my mother, my sister and my boyfriend.)
...growing up but still feeling (acting) like a kid.
...James Brown dance parties with my siblings and cousins.
...my siblings and cousins.
...wedding/bachelorette/bridal shower planning for amazing friends.
...google.com ; I can live without TV, sure, but google? Not so sure...
...that I'm 25 and still have no idea how my life will end up, that I have nothing planned, and the fact that rather than scaring me, that excites the hell out of me.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Mumford and Sons is a recent find, they were a "suggested video" on YouTube... and I love them now. They're a band from London who have an old-timey sound. It reminds me of something I'd like to hear on a ship or next to a campfire.
Currently I'm listening to them at work though...
Check them out, this is what I'm imagining is the single: Little Lion Man.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Here is my chicken and veggie semi-spicy soup. I make a veggie soup just about every two weeks now and it's never the same. This time I decided to forgo the noodles and added some potatoes instead.
Making soup reminds me of living with Sammie, who makes the best potato leek soup you will ever have.
Here are my brussels sprouts... A little olive oil, a shallot, a clove of garlic, and a little shredded Parmesan cheese.
It bothers me that "brussels" ends with an "s" and is then followed by a word with the same letter.
Brussels sprouts remind me of living with Haley. She made them a lot better than mine turned out... I had to add a lot of pepper.
Kendall and I became friends through the random roommate lottery at the University of Delaware. However, she was not my original roommate assignment. I was supposed to live with a girl named Dina who I had never met, but rumor had it that she was a terrible bitch. So when Kendall called to say, "Hi! I'm your new rooommate, Kendall," I was ecstatic!
We kind of agreed that they must have switched us just to screw people up when the met us. "Which one is Kendra? Which one is Kendall?"
Our schedules never seem to mesh so we hadn't seen each other in about six months... a planned visit in February was ruined by a snowstorm. So I decided it was worth the drive for dinner.
Kendall took me to a restaurant called, "The Lodge." It's ski-lodge themed. Some of the booths are actual chair lifts. Very cool. It was great to catch up with a friend that I hardly get to see, but one that I know I will be seeing for the rest of my life.
This is the size of the "cups" they give you at the Lodge. I'm a little disgusted (yet I drank all of that chemical-infested Diet Coke... and loved it).
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
So let's say that someone that I am very close with told me last night that Jesus sat in the passenger seat of their car each day. I am not sure why they said this, or what that even would mean, since it was said in such a literal way. (Side note, my problem with the type of Christianity I grew up with is how particularly literal such abstract ideas can be...)
Anyway, today I tell one of my best friends in Wilmington about this. Holly (who I happened to have met at work) is a Christian, of a more practical type than I am used to. The kind that, had I been raised in a similar vein that she was, I probably wouldn't have had the same issues I have with Christianity that I do now... In fact, to go on another tangent, she has been one of the most influential people in my life over the past 2-3 years. I don't even know if she's aware of that. I digress, but I'm trying to get the point across that she "gets me," and I "get" her.
So I tell her about this conversation I had the night prior about Jesus sitting in the passenger seat of a very close person to me. She automatically knows how I feel about it. She knows I am disturbed because deep down somewhere in me, a place that I hardly ever acknowledge, I am afraid that these people are right. But she also knows that the majority of me is pained that they really think this is true, and that I really do not. The true strife of my religious debacle is the rift that it inherently causes between me and the people I love the most.
So she does what I need in a moment like that. She will joke right along with me.
I love Holly.
When I first told her the story it was in a more serious, "I am concerned and a bit hurt (this conversation contained more than which seat Jesus chose in the car)" tone.
So now, hours later I am still thinking about it and ready to get it out of my head.
So, I joke.
Holly and I talk in person and through our company's instant messenger all day. Today she worked from home, so this was all via instant messenger. After our conversation I laughed so hard that I had to save it, which I started out of the blue; we had been talking about work related issues right before this:
Kendra ... I hope that Jesus is sitting in my passenger seat when I drive home today.
Holly ... Not only is he going to be there in your passenger seat when you get in to drive home but he is waiting for you there right now.
Kendra ... I should have cracked a window.
I think I am hilarious sometimes. I am not.
And I still don't get it... and I'm still trying... but I sure as hell am still going to joke about it while I figure it out.
No pun intended.
Tonight, behind me, to the right of me, and in front of me, were men. Smelly, stinky, I-might-be-watching-you-a-little-too-much men. Normally, I really wouldn't think twice or even notice. If it weren't for the smell...
For an hour an a half in an almost airless room where I am supposed to be breathing deeply, I smelled...
Gross. I want my thirteen dollars back.
However, my saving grace was the fact that I wipe my mat down with Mrs. Meyer's Basil Earth-friendly all-purpose wipes.
That saved me until I soaked my own mat with sweat about 30 minutes in...
Hot yoga is disgusting and yet I am addicted.
Friday, March 12, 2010
The idea is to tell a story in one six word sentence. Which promotes tact and mindfulness in your writing. She quotes the Strunk's "Elements of Style" book that I use often at work and have been using since my first Journalism class:
Vigorous writing is concise. A sentence should contain no unnecessary words, a paragraph no unnecessary sentences, for the same reason that a drawing should have no unnecessary lines and a machine no unnecessary parts. This requires not that the writer make all his sentences short, or that he avoid all detail and treat his subjects only in outline, but that every word tell.
SO I thought I'd play around with a few of my own.
External beauty, an added bonus only.
Rainy Fridays lack motivation at work.
Small-minded people are usually lonely.
Running to get that runner's euphoria.
Without family there is no love.
Family need not be blood related.
Living alone is freedom and quiet.
But it's nicer when you visit.
I gave up on this place.
You came and changed my mind.
There is a great one on the author of the article's blog - it's a short story of sorts using only six word sentences. I loved it. Check it out.
Monday, March 8, 2010
- California Raisins
- Breakfast fit for an Ultrarunner
- Father's Day
- Power Outage
- Obsessed with Florence
- B+ 5K
- 30 Facebook-Free Days
- Trying New Things
- Books, Sun, and Beach Runs
- More things I forgot to blog about: My Smart Siste...
- Sand in Our Toes, Love in the Air
- Travel Buddies
- Bachelorettes, Detour Signs, and Breast Pumps
- I love food...
- Maintenance Men and The Kitchen I Wish I Had.
- Life's Too Short For:
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