A Slow But Steady Decline

Today I’m wearing light-colored work pants, and while primping and admiring myself in the bathroom mirror, I noticed that the small dimple that has formed in my left butt cheek is visible through my pants. SICK. Is there anything grosser than those old ladies whose legs and butt are noticeably lumpy? I’ve walked around all day, tugging at my camisole in the hopes of covering my imperfection. My days of wearing white pants might be coming to an end if I don’t do something about trying to get rid of this little dent! Running?! Increased exercise? Magical, miracle cellulite cream?! Butt lifts at the gym?! I’ve heard that cellulite is hereditary, and I’m lucky to have escaped most perils of the cellulite world. I’m thankfully, for the most part, curvy but muscular. But, since I was not graced with big beautiful breastesses, I MUST PRESERVE MY BUTT. It’s the only man magnet I got!

This little dimple on my left cheek has formed some time between college and now. It could have something to do with sitting on my butt for eight or more hours, Monday through Friday. I’d be sour too if someone squished me into a pancake, numbing all sense of feeling, for that long each day. I think my butt has boycotted this office job by puckering.

This whole dimple thing really stresses me out. Mostly because it’s all downhill from here…

Don’t you love the visual I created for you?! I just happened to have this photo lying around that someone took last summer. God bless Photoshop! LOL.

UPDATE: I’m feeling very vocal about my work day today…When you have nothing in your lunch bag besides squash soup, a small dollop of cottage cheese, a small dollop of tuna fish and a small dollop of Rosemary Chicken Salad from Trader Joe’s, you really wish it was 5th grade again and you were sitting next to someone who might want to trade lunches with you.

Currently Feeling: Disappointed that both passes were closed this weekend, and we missed out on our Leavenworth cabin trip for Larisa’s birthday. I was really feeling the need to get away for a weekend.
Currently Anticipating: Starting this new walking aerobics class at work.
Currently Wanting: The new Vampire Weekend CD.

Just what the doctor ordered

Despite my attempts to lower the amount of money I’m spending on dining out and groceries ($350 last month!), I enjoyed two very satisfying sushi dinners out this week with two of my girl friends from college.

On Tuesday I met up with my old college dorm roommate, Sarah. We were two peas in a pod freshman year of college. We drank like fish, snowboarded together in the Winter and stayed up late, talking in the dark about our high school days and aspirations for our future. I have funny college party stories with Sarah that still make me laugh to this day. Once, we went to a random house party together, got really silly of Bush Light in a can and ended up having to run from the cops. Sarah had put our 24-pack of Bush in a bush outside the house, and we couldn’t stop laughing and saying in our cheap beer stupor, “The Bush is in the bush!” I think that is something you can only find funny after six cans of watered down beer in college. I also shared my first 40 oz. with her during Thirsty Thursday parties a guy we knew would have at his off-campus house. I had never drank a 40 before, so I didn’t know that it wasn’t really necessary to drink twoooo. Oh lord. The night went something along the lines of her driving my car 50 mph down the middle of campus with me hanging out the sunroof, making out with some guy, and eventually getting pulled over by a cop. Sarah quickly explained that I was teaching her to drive a stick—even though it was 3:30 a.m.—and we got off Scott free. These, my friends, are only things I would attempt during my dumb college days. Now, I’m much more mature and safe with my drinking. Or something.

I have a lot of good memories with Sarah. But, we went our separate ways after a bad roommate situation when we lived in a house with three other girls our junior year, and then we had busy separate lives once we were both involved in our major. During the last couple years, she’s been in the Peace Corps in Mali and just moved back to Seattle in November. She found me on Facebook, and we set up a dinner date for this week. Immediately, it was easy to talk to her and laugh together just like we did in our early days of college. She shared some of the pictures and videos with me from her time in Mali, and then we ventured onto Chiso, a sushi restaurant in Fremont. I am always talking about my need to expand my horizons with restaurants, specifically sushi because I tend to find myself always falling back on my favorite sushi staple—Wasabi Bistro. I was very impressed with Chiso—a laid-back and warm atmosphere and an eclectic menu with unique sushi rolls. We ended up splitting two rolls, and continued our five-year catch up. The two of us have taken very different paths after college, but it’s nice to feel like neither of us have changed that much. I left the restaurant and dropped her off, smiling at the opportunity to connect with a really good friend from my past.

AND because I seem to drift in and out of sushi-obsession phases, I had been thinking about Wasabi Bistro all week when I received an email from my good college girl friend, Bri. We planned to meet up last night, and she made reservations at Wasabi. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on their decadent rolls—and a glass of white wine after work. Bri and I enjoyed an awesome girly dinner together. We talked about my current obsession—getting a Masters degree in Advertising—because she works in advertising at Microsoft and currently is pursuing her MBA. Of course there was a little boy-talk too. What dinner with girl friends is complete without it?

So, that was my week. A little dreaming about grad school, a little sushi and a lot of girl talk. Can’t complain, really.

Currently Feeling: Disconnected from my boy. Argh!
Currently Anticipating: Drinking all weekend and playing in the snow with my Dolphin Sisters.
Currently Wanting: A volunteer trip to Africa, and a vacation to somewhere tropical. If only I had a million dollars.

No Stank You!

A couple weeks ago, a very nice new reader emailed me to congratulate me on my cold-turkey quit off the ole’ nicotine, and then she very graciously offered to send me a free T-shirt from the No Stank You tobacco prevention/cessation campaign. Never one to give up an opportunity for something free, especially if it’s something like a cute new T-shirt, I accepted and sent her my address.

My new No Stank You T-shirt arrived in the mail last night, and I immediately pranced around my apartment with it on. It’s oh so pretty and comfy, kinda like my new shiny cigarette-free self. And what better way to boast a new, healthy me, then with imparting my anti-cigarette beliefs on everyone else?! Who would have thunk it.

Thanks, Arielle, for the gift!

If any of you want to send me free, cute gifts for anything else, I’ll send you my address too. No questions asked.

Currently Feeling: A little bit more shiny and happy than the last two days.
Currently Anticipating: Dinner and drinks possibly with Bri tonight? Email me back girlfriend!
Currently Wanting: To get the hec out of dodge, at least for the weekend.

I want to be smart and successful, or something

I’m thinking about pursuing a Masters Degree in Advertising with an emphasis in copywriting.

I don’t know where I’m going to go with this, and if it’ll actually come to fruition. But, I will say that I’m extremely interested in the Advertising industry. It’s always seemed so glamorous and swanky. I think I fit right in…artistic positions in artistic offices. And, the salary options aren’t bad either. I would love to be able to qualify now for copywriting positions. The trouble is, they all want you to have copywriting experience and a copywriting portfolio. Where does one gain this said experience if no one is willing to give it to you?

That being said, I’ve researched a M.F.A. in Advertising and there’s basically one expensive school in San Francisco that offers the degree… but online! So, I don’t necessarily have to choose to move away just yet. The little packet of information is on its way to me in the mail right now.

Who knows. This is me thinking about being 26, getting a new job and wanting a grad degree.

I guess it’s always good to have goals…

Currently Feeling: Starvin Marvin.
Currently Anticipating: Vanessa and Larisa’s birthday weekend at a cabin in Leavenworth.
Currently Wondering: When that tax return is going to magically appear in my bank account, so I can pay off some bills!