31 March 2006

stress relief

the other day darren and i were taking some, um, online quizzes together...for like an hour or two...because we're dorks. very fun way to learn new things about your hubby/wifey. there was one question, though, that threw us for a loop. not a big loop, but a little "hmmmm" loop: "What do you do on a stressful day to make yourself feel better?" some of the choices were watch tv, take a nap, go buy lots of stuff, talk to friends, etc.

to my surprise, darren thought i should put "go buy things". i mean, i like to shop, so there is some truth to his assessment of me. but on stressful days, i will usually just buy one little thing. like fun socks or a cool shirt on sale. does that really count?

this, then, made me wonder if i actually do shop to relieve stress. which would be bad. because we're in GRAD SCHOOL. so i've been paying extra careful attention to my stress management strategies this week....

which brings me to today. it had all the makings of a bad day, especially since i was expecting a good one.

to begin with, i got up before dawn. i should've known this was a bad idea--it leaves way too much time for things to go wrong. but, i got up before dawn anyway, with the purpose of going to the gym, showering there, and getting to work on my thesis by about 9am. getting things done relieves stress, right? right.

the exercise was great. all downhill from there, though. painfully downhill, since i strained my IT band (again) while doing 15 minutes of warmup walking on a stupid elliptical machine. this makes for a lot of pain walking down hills (like i have to do everyday to get to one building where i teach) and steps (like i have to use everyday to get to my floor in the other, newly renovated building where i teach--which has no elevator.)

even after the straining, i was still in a pretty good mood, as long as i wasn't walking anywhere. i went to my department and planned my lesson for today. done. and getting things done relieves stress.

then i went to starbuck's and purchased a delicious vanilla latte to be had as i sat down to work at the corner of downtown athens on a perfect 76-degrees-and-cloudy-so-the-sun's-not-even-in-my-eyes kind of day.

but what's this? my computer gives me an error message saying it basically hates me, it hates itself, and it wishes i would just go throw it in a dumpster down the street. either that or melt my jump drive in a fire somewhere. the two apparently have not been getting along. and here i am in the middle of an electronic love triangle:

jump drive not liking laptop, but working fine with desktop. desktop finds out about jump drive's escapades with laptop and starts picking fights with jump drive, too. chapter-i'm-supposed-to-be-writing gets corrupted by fighting parents and locks himself in a dark room somewhere, not giving me permission to come in.

fortunately, sneaky me found a way to get to the file...after another hour and a half (involving a little anger, some colorful words, and a painful walk back to my department).

this puts us at roughly 12:45. i teach from 1:25 to 3:20. then i realize i haven't eaten since that cup of yogurt before sunrise, and i'm stressed because getting things done relieves stress, and i haven't gotten anything done.

so (back to the point of this post), what do i do?



THIS.

this, my friends, is a homemade veggie sandwich on ciabatta bread brushed with olive oil and toasted, complete with greek style hummus, cucumbers, monterey jack cheese, plum tomatoes, banana peppers, garlic and herb feta, avocado, and sundried tomato vinaigrette dressing.

what does this mean? that i pig out when i'm stressed? sometimes, but that's not really it. no more than the shopping theory.

when i'm stressed, i do something i'm good at. like using a dangling preposition. and i am good at making myself a sandwich. i make myself pretty much the best sandwiches i've ever eaten. and the pleasure's as much in the making as in the eating.

same with shopping. i am pretty awesome at finding great deals on things. and that's why it's so satisfying. the pleasure's as much in the deal-ing (?) as in the wearing.

and, finally, i am darn good at rambling on my blog about silly things in order to ultimately give myself a compliment on my sandwich-making abilities. but don't come asking me to make you one--i've got a chapter to write.

25 March 2006

fun things

just thought i'd share the highlights of st. paddy's day, and a few shots of daily life since then.

be sure to find a hiding critter in this photo--at first i thought it was my own reflection, until i realized that was physically impossible...

















here's why i really married darren--i wanted our children to learn how to drink guinness the right way.


















and here's a game of scrabble the other night. darren pretty much got played under the table...


















by Feral Cat

















and finally,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO KAREN!!!
woohoo!

22 March 2006

Thesis Quotation of the Day

"In a way, I think Shakespeare was a Nuyorican."

~Miguel Algarín, founder, Nuyorican Poets Cafe

21 March 2006

Lisa, Dr. Seuss and Blogthings

Thing One:

mad props to KTG for pointing me to 'the quiz to end all quizzes'.

Thing Two:

correction--i'm apparently not Totally Addicted to Blogthings Quizzes.

You Are 53% Addicted to Blogthings

You're a Blogthings fiend - addicted but not totally dependent.
So what if you know your personality type by heart?
And while you may feel like Blogthings is crack...
There are people much worse off than you!

17 March 2006

the donut theory

those of you who have known me for a while have surely heard my donut theory. well, it finally caught on, and now there's a online quiz for it.

You Are a Boston Creme Donut

You have a tough exterior. No one wants to mess with you.
But on the inside, you're a total pushover and completely soft.
You're a traditionalist, and you don't change easily.
You're likely to eat the same doughnut every morning, and pout if it's sold out.


there are only two flaws with this analysis:

1) i do like to change it up pretty often, so the pouting thing...not so much. i'll eat any kind of donut, or anything sweet for that matter.

2) technically, i'm not a krispy kreme boston creme donut, because they fill it with that super-sugary icing kind of creme. i prefer the bavarian creme inside. while darren argues that this makes me the type of donut that doesn't exist, it actually does at dunkin donuts.

and by the way, i am totally addicted to online quizzes, if you couldn't tell...

on irishivitariousness

first, in an obnoxious show of youngest-child arrogance, i'd like to point out that mine is the only unpinchable blog in this circle of bloggers. and that it, as well as the picture it contains, were irishy long before this funnest of all fun holidays.

i have to do it, because i look less irish than all my irish-ancestry diaspora friends, family & husband. it's the cherokee in me, poor under-holidayed heritage...

that said, here's a Post O'tribute to those who beat me to St. Paddy's Day Blogging:

Your Irish Name Is...

Izett Flynn


You're 55% Irish

You're very Irish, and most likely from Ireland.
(And if you're not, you should be!)


also, if you're not so much enjoying the holiday, if you're lamenting lost loves that broke up with you in April (the cruelest month)...here's some comfort.

That said, I'm now going to use my Irish heritage as an excuse to celebrate in the midst of thesis-writing...

Erin go bragh!!!

06 March 2006

to beg or not to beg?

Gilbert Gottfried is appearing at the Georgia Theatre in Athens on Wednesday.

Which begs the question:

Is Gottfried desperate for an audience or is the Georgia Theatre desperate for a show?