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2.26.2007

lent

This year, Lent is about not only sacrifice, but commitment. To that end, I've listed both things I've giving up and committing to this year.

Giving Up:
  • Shopping (!!!) - yep, I'm serious. No more buying. Returns and planned exchanges (eg I know what size I need) will be ok, but I need to stop indulging in my gluttony.
  • Red meat
  • More than 2 drinks per sitting. This is the end of binge drinking for me
  • Fried foods
Commiting to:
  • Getting to/maintaining goal, via WW. We're going to start meetings again - yay!
  • Working out 4x a week
So far, I've failed miserably at everything - including not going to Mass on Ash Wednesday, eating meat on Friday, and shopping. But its not because I'm not committed to God, its because its a very hard thing that I'm doing this year!

As Fr. Paul says, "Lent is about going into the desert to find yourself." That is actually quite important enough for me to observe all of my commitments, even if I haven't done a great job for the last week. But tomorrow, March 1st, that ends!

2.16.2007

best bug ever

Found on Firefox the other day (you'll have to click on the image to get the full effect).



And no, I didn't find this online. It happened on my machine!

2.12.2007

ski trip 07: bunny slopes & other disasters

Alas! After weeks of planning, emailing, Excel-spreadsheeting, and color-coding, the weekend of the big BID Ski Trip '07 finally arrived.

The Haul North
At around 2pm Friday, Rob, Heather, Stan, Andy and I piled into Rob's Volvo SUV, and headed off to Tahoe. We were to meet 15 other people - mostly work friends - spread across 2 cabins. Basecamp, where the majority of us were, was located a mere 2 mins walk from the lifts of Heavenly. A smaller group - the non-native English speakers - stayed at Nikita's condo in Tahoe Keys.

I was excited. Even a week ago, we were saying how it might not even snow this weekend, since it'd been clear and cloudless for weeks. Then, on Wednesday, the deluge came. Rain in SF, snow in Tahoe. It looked like there would be more than just ice on the ground for my first time skiing.

Friday was grueling. Although there was plenty of fun to be had in the car on the way up, it took us a full 8 hours to actually get up to Basecamp. Of course, this being me, Rob and Heather, there was shopping and sit-down dinner on the way up. And it did take Stan, Rob and Andy a while to get the chains on to the car (for the full 10 mins that we needed them - !!!). Nevertheless, it was a bit sad that Don and Elliott left at 6, and got there within 30 mins of us.

"It takes me less time to fly to New York," I complained to Deepali and William as we finally settled in. And then promptly passed out in front of the wood oven stove.


    The boys try to figure out chains


    The retarded car in front of us


    Mmmmmm... butter

The Bunny Slopes
We got a bit of a late start on Sat am, which annoyed Tahoe junkies Scott and Don to no end. This was mostly due to disorganization - no one thought about where we would actually go - Kirkwood or Heavenly - on Saturday. Nonetheless, by about noon, Dustin, Scott, Heather and I made it to Kirkwood. Philippe et al theoretically were there as well, but it was really hard to meet up with them in the zoo. The rest of the group checked out Heavenly, since it was so dern close to Basecamp.

As many people know, I was really apprehensive about skiing. I'm not a sporty person, nor one for extreme speeds, so I didn't know how much I'd like it or if I could even do it. But about 10 mins into the lesson, I was itching to get moving. Yes, it was nice to practice making the wedge. And I'm really glad I finally learned how to stop properly - something I never mastered the one and only other time I went when I was 11.

After about 30 mins of sliding into each other, the first half of the class hit the Bunny Slope. Literally named the "Bunny" Slope. That in and of itself was enough to earn me Kirkwood's loyalty for the rest of my life. So I took a ski lift for the first time, with my eyes completely closed and holding on to my instructor for dear life, and then slowly crawled down the hill.




    Me and Heather on Bunny

I managed 1 run with the class before I ran for cover. It was wet, wet snow, and by 4, my down jacket was soaked through! Bleh! Not only that, I realized that my gloves were not waterproof. But I figured that staying indoors wasn't going to dry me up - in fact, I was melting more - so I met up with Heather and headed back out to Bunny. So far, skiing = good.

That night, we decided to cook up a pot of Japanese chicken curry and brown rice for dinner, and then the festivities began. There was beer. There was Jenga. And there was Nikita, looking, er, celebratory, in his lounging outfit.


    Don bends the Jenga rules


    NIKITA!


    Beer Jenga?

And then the trouble begins...
Sunday am, we headed off to Kirkwood bright and early. The whole group was going this time, and Don and Scott made sure we were all up and ready to go by 9:30. Unfortunately, so was everyone else in South Lake, as we were stuck in traffic trying to get into the parking lot for a good hour. So ironically, we ended up arriving around noon again.

But things moved much quicker this time. I took the shuttle over to the Bunny Slope, got my gear, and headed up. I finally conquered my paralyzing fear of the chair lifts, so I went up the same slope as the day before about 5 times before trying some of the other Bunny-related runs. Within an hour, I felt comfortable enough to ski on non-familiar terrain, to stop without crashing into people, and to actually enjoy going fast, so I headed over to the main Village, where the big people were playing.

I had a really good time skiing down Snowkirk, another green circle (but more difficult) slope - enough that it made me bold. High on adrenaline, itching to get a final run in before leaving for the weekend, I hopped on to The Reut, which is basically a double black diamond mountain with a blue trail down.

At about 4:45 pm, I started frantically calling everyone I could.

"Where are you?" asked Rob.
"Stuck on top of a mountain!" I screamed.

Yes, people - I got stuck. The ski that I had on wasn't calibrated properly, and it came off as I trudged over to the blue run. By the time some guy helped me get it back on, everyone that had come up with me (we were some of the last people on) were way gone. I tried skiing, but the powder was so soft that I couldn't turn. I totally wiped out - to the point that even when I had fallen, my skis would keep going. I was dragged down the mountain in probably every unattractive position available.

So I gave up. I sat on my skis, dug my elbows in to the snow, and started sliding my way down on my ass. I already had snow in my underwear, snow down my pants, snow up my shirt, and snow in my bra at this point. What did I have to lose?

Luckily, the patrol came by the time I crawled halfway down the mountain, and rescued me in a snowmobile. "We're here for people like you," my friendly hero said. "We make sure that no one gets stuck here overnight."

I almost made it through the weekend without some snow-related disaster. All I can say is, thank god for snowmobiles, snow patrol, and lots of Bailey's.


    Drying my underwear in front of the fireplace

But I love skiing. I haven't been this excited about anything since I started dancing. So, as soon as my black and blueness heals, I'll be headed up to Tahoe. Anyone game?

Full set of pictures here.

2.09.2007

serena's goals of the day

practice patience
remember that not everyone is as anal and organized as i am
do not kill anyone
do not yell at anyone
do not inflict violence on anyone
and smile

And we're off to Tahoe!

2.07.2007

deja vu, encore.

I had an eerie sense of deja vu today when I got off the bus, and realized that I couldn't start my car. Of course, by the time I got to my car, it was pouring rain - whereas it'd been clear all week, and only sprinkling most of the day.

It hit me while I sat in my car, in the rain, waiting for rescue.

Luckily, Thuy and John were home, and John came and jumped me - again, in the pouring rain.

I was so annoyed that I caved to an urge for tomato soup and a grilled cheese-and-bologna sandwich. Now I'm 7 points in the hole, despite working out at 8am.

I am also in massive pain - again, deja vu - after I got my teeth drilled. I went in today to replace the temporary crowns put in in Dec with the real ones, and now that the novacaine is wearing off, I am not happy. Thankfully, I still have my stash of vicodin from the first time around, although its taking an awfully long time to kick in. Even though I was complaining about feeling like Mary Jo Buttafuoco before, I wish I was still numb and drooling.

2.05.2007

that cute snowbunny outfit? not so cute

Ugh. I'd better frakkin' LOVE snowboarding, considering I just dropped ~$300 on clothes for the ski trip this weekend - clothes I may potentially only wear once!

And its not even all that cute/matchy! The pants are ok - actually, they are kind of cool - but the "base" shirt? I managed to find one solid white one, but the other one in black has some sort of ugly stripey things going down the front. There was a super cute fleece vest, but of course they didn't have my size, and I could only find small gloves in black. On top of which, the hat is a shade off from the fleece, and I'm not even convinced I want a hat.

I mean, its one thing to blow oodles of cash at Nordy's for a pair of shoes I'll only wear once, but Sports Basement?!? At this point, I plan on going to Tahoe every friggin' weekend to get the value out of my purchase! If it wasn't for the fact that I once got deathly ill from wearing inappropriate clothes skiing (falling on snow, melting), I would just wear my gym clothes and call it a day.

Grrrrr.

2.04.2007

i'm in love!

This Superbowl Sunday, I met quite possibly the most adorable boy alive... Sebastian Alvarez! I knew from the pics that Laura and Isidro sent out that he was cute. But he was even cuter in person!

(Ok, sorry, you're going to have to listen to me squeal and coo and squeal some more - with exclamation marks!)

*Sigh* I'm not really too old for him, am I?







Seriously - how is it possible for a baby to be that cute? If my kids are even half that adorable, I'm never going to be able to stop looking at them!

2.01.2007

song of the day

I just got Sarah McLachlan's Bloom Remix album off of iTunes, and I'm addicted to Just Like Me, a funky song she did with DMC. Amazing! I can't stop listening to it.
 

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