Neuroses

I tend to be a mess. I read too much into things. I get worked up. I worry. I get distraught. This morning I went to the doctor. I recently had to go on medication for high blood pressure - mostly genetic with a side of too much caffeine, and maybe too many beers and not enough exercise. When I found out, I suddenly felt old. But I have gotten used to eating better, drinking decaf, and finding to do other things in a city in which everyone feels the need to get together at bars.

That being said, I had a check up because I needed a refill of my medicine. Of course when I get there I get a little panicked. What if I get bad news? Will she be upset with me if I get worse? (Kit, I share your pain!) After taking the first arm, my doctor says "Well that's weird, it seems that it has gotten worse." waaar-waaaaarrrr. Then we proceed to chat for a minute or two, and we take it on the other arm. That arm is 10 points lower. Then she listens to my heart. And asks to take the other arm again. This time it is 12 points lower.

So I am also apparently afraid of the doctor's office! And to combat that, I have to buy a blood pressure measurer thingy, take my blood pressure three times before the 26th, and call her to let her know what it is.

Apparently I share this nervousness with a few people, including my mother, so I don't feel so ashamed.

Now if you will excuse me, I need to go and worry about 5 other things, and get enough sleep, and go jogging tomorrow and work and such.

Don't Even Get Me Started

It has been a while since I have done a video post.

One of my favorite SNL moments:

Cycles

Why is it that we tend to not be able to break cycles? I once had a conversation with a friend about such a phenomenon. I may have written about bitterly, which I doubt. I would look it up, but I feel a bit too lazy at the moment. It seems that I find myself having the same problem over and over and over. Stupid.

Why is it that we tend to not be able to break cycles? I once had a conversation with a friend about such a phenomenon. I may have written about bitterly, which I doubt. I would look it up, but I feel a bit too lazy at the moment. It seems that I find myself having the same problem over and over and over. Stupid.

Why is it that we tend to not be able to break cycles? I once had a conversation with a friend about such a phenomenon. I may have written about bitterly, which I doubt. I would look it up, but I feel a bit too lazy at the moment. It seems that I find myself having the same problem over and over and over. Stupid.

Facebook

Tonight I made yet another addict. Literally spent hours making a profile and adding pictures. Horrible. I am HORRIBLE!

Do I Have to go to Work Tomorrow?

I was supposed to post this on Sunday, but I wanted to include the picture at the end and I could not find the wire to transfer the image:

Today was such a nice day, it makes me want to take off of work for the rest of the holiday season. This morning I went to the gym, talked to some family, and then we bought a Christmas Treeeee! Did you like how I sang that? Kristen and Anthony and I walked around Astoria, and knew the second we saw our tree that it was ours.

Then we got pizza, and Rachel came over and we decorated it while watching National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation (I randomly haven't seen it in years!) and Emmett Otter's Jugband Christmas.

If you get a chance go out and buy a copy of the latter and then watch the outtakes. Those Jim Henson peeps are hilarious! Also, you get to hear Frank Oz play the mother before they dubbed his voice over with a woman's. It's a mix of Julia Child and Miss Piggy.

Happy Holidays!

A Pleasant Surprise

Today I didn't eat for most of the day. It was quite sad. I got up too late and then I had a breakfast bar and milk for breakfast. Before I knew it, we had our weekly staff meeting and then I was whisked off to another office for another meeting. For two hours. It was now 4 pm. And all I had to eat was a Kashi fruit bar and milk... At 4:30 I finally ate Lenny's very delicious Grilled Chicken Teriyaki Wrap (why did I just capitalize all of these?) and a side tortellini salad. Mmmmmm...

Cut to 7:30.

My phone rings. It is Kristen. It's Thursday, which means that she will want to grab a bite to eat and then we will have a TV night. Good times. The conversation goes like this:

"Would you like to grab a bite to eat?"

"Sure. I ate lunch at 4:30. I will go with you, but I won't eat much."

"What about Uno's?"

So I went. Every so often we like to have a night where we feel like we are in the suburbs.

My problem with Uno's is the calorie count. No, I am not completely strict about that, but I am trying to take off a few pounds and make some better lifestyle changes. Most of their options are over 1,000. (BTW I am supposed to have around 2,000 per day.)

What I didn't expect was the tasty salad. Everything I love was in it: Grilled shrimp, red onion, feta, romaine, balsamic dressing, and nachos.

Yes I said nachos.

I totally missed that when I read it on the menu. I may have asked for it to be taken out, but I am glad because that shit was DELICIOUS!

I am still beside myself.

P.S. What is up with Grey's Anatomy? The only thing that I can say is that Izzie must be dying because she is having regular sex with a ghost, and if there is any neat wrap up to that I will lose my mind.

P.P.S. How awesome was 30 Rock? It was very timely for me as I just missed my own high school reunion.

P.P.P.S. Thanks to all of you who responded to last night's survey. I am keeping it!

An Ever So Important Question.

 

Everything is Better as a Musical

See more Jack Black videos at Funny or Die

Getting My Act Together...

So after three weeks of eating poorly, not working out, and working too much and drinking, I am back on track. Yesterday my body conveniently woke up at 6:30 and I went to the gym early and ran on the treadmill. Being that I am 95, I started to tense up later in the day, especially in my left leg and hip. Before bed, I did a little yoga and stretched all of that out. I had to be at a board meeting at 8:30 am and boy was I sleepy! And continued to be all day. On my way home, I thought to myself, "Self, you are getting home at 6pm today, do a little bit of the Fit Pack DVD.
It's a very low budget DVD which makes me laugh a little, and in thirty minutes you get a full body low impact workout. Being 95, I am nervous about lifting weights or doing anything more challenging. And I have to keep that blood pressure down!

Now here I am, at almost 11:30, and I am wired. I am going to try some yoga to clam my mind, and hopefully I can start tomorrow fully refreshed.

Was there any point to this? I am not sure. I think I just wanted to write about being 95 and not being able to sleep.

Sleep well,
D

Fun Fact of the Day

Today I learned that the Lincoln Memorial and the still-standing Union Square Savings Bank, now home to the Daryl Roth Theater in Union Square, were both designed by the same man, Henry Bacon.

I learned this from Sarah Vowell. And this book.

I loved it. I can always tell when I really love a book because no matter what the ending is, I tear up a little when it's over and I have to put it away.

Oh Sarah, we are so not done. I have all of your writing to read.

The rest of you: Read her NOW!

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is a bit amazing in my apartment. The past two years it goes like this: The week before, Kristen and I start to stress. Ornaments and food need to be purchased. The apartment needs to be cleaned. Shall we wear costumes? It should be low-key and low-stress. Then we bicker with no words. This year the kitchen sink clogged, and still hasn't been fixed (oh those amazing Queens landlords and their friends that do things like plumber every third Thursday of the month but only during leap years.) Rachel comes over the night before. I make some pie crust. I go to roll it. I hate it. I start again. We drink wine. Pies get done at 1 AM. We get into bed and get up too late the next day. And a few people come. Not many. Its quiet, just like we like it. And calm. And then we just sit around all day long. Maybe go for a walk. Hit up a bar for a drink. It all goes by too quickly, and we forgot to get a picture of the food.

I was a bit bitter this year to learn that I made a huge mistake with the turkey. The recipe said turn the turkey. So I turned it around. It should have said FLIP the turkey! FLIP Martha Stewart! FLIP! I was wondering why the bottom just didn't cook. Oh well. I made a nice stock out of it.

Here's the pic I did get of it:


I hope everyone had as wonderful of a holiday as I did!

Finally Awake

One of the things I hate that people say is "Oh I am so busy, I just didn't have any time to do anything." Or my all time favorite "What HAVEn't I been doing?"

Yeah that second one really irritates me. A lot.

Anywho, I think the former irritates me because I tend to find myself overbooked in life. It just so happens that if I am doing something like THIS, then work gets really busy, and I am feeling all all-concentration-all-the-time. And what do I end up telling people? "Oh I am REALLY busy." It just sounds so dirty to me. And self-congratulatory.

That's what life had been like for me. And then I took five days off for Thanksgiving. And now that I feel all rested, now I want to write this thing again.

Funny.

And tonight I am going to write THREE posts. This is one of them. I am writing it first because it may be buried in the others, and this is the least important. Let's be honest. This is not really going anywhere.

And scene.