To Do: Pat Myself On the Back

Yes! I have finally accomplished something that has been eluding me for ages...

I COMPLETED MY WEEKEND TO-DO LIST. I want to shout it from the mountaintops.

And, it's only 7:17 pm Sunday night, so I can probably complete a few supplemental activities as well! This is me doing cartwheels.

Quick recap:

Got up early this morning so I could take the Focus to Firestone and get the oil changed. Yeah, I'm such a good wife that I'll take my husband's car to the shop and wait around an hour for it to be done (however, I did get a good amount of knitting done while waiting.) It wasn't all bad, except for the fact that it was about 95 degrees in their lobby, and the morning sun was shining directly on me through the giant wall of windows. Then, in yet another bout of wifely goodness, I went and bought replacement windshield wipers and had them put on. God, I'm good.

Came home, knitted.

Completed my homework assignment.

Knitted.

Mailed homework assignment.

Shopped with Adam (the mall was Kee-razy for a Sunday).

Picked up a dozen eggs (gotta make some banana bread this week).

Picked up Stacey and we did a five mile run. Our marathon training has officially begun. Five miles felt great. I haven't done that in a long damn time.

Oh, and I also zipped through four episodes of Oprah, and a Suze Orman show. One of Oprah's shows this week was the war between stay-at-home moms and working moms. Whew. No matter the side of the argument you're on, that stuff can get pretty freakin' catty. I guess I won't know til I'm in the situation, but I turned out just fine, and my mom didn't stay at home. My feeling is, as long as your "working" mom job isn't selling crack or yourself on the local street corner, and you love your kids and spend what time you can with them, you'll do just fine and so will they. Kids are going to have to do without their moms SOME day, aren't they?

Gotta go do some more stuff!!

Finally, a photo of something I knitted

Here's the hat I knit for Jayne. She wasn't in a very good mood when Mom took this picture, but Mom says she wears her hat every day.

Hmmm. Maybe she doesn't like the hat and that's why she was in a bad mood when the photo was taken?

The hat is from a pattern on Knitty.com.

Snowy Pink Houses for you and me

By the way, here's the photo I promised of what the house looked like when I returned from Dallas. (Yeah, it took me a whole freaking week to figure out how to do it. I can be a real Einstein sometimes...)

Just another Friday night in Doodah

Stop the presses. Hold the phone. Call aunt Martha.

Jill actually went out Friday night. It was a nice girls' night out actually. Well, it ended up that way. It started as dinner with friends and family, which was also great.

Jeff, Kat, Terry, Kurt, Kasey, Lauryn and I had dinner at Da Cajun Shak. Um, yeah, it's "Da" Cajun "Shak." Just so you know, if you go there, be sure to ask what they're not serving anymore before you order off the menu. Last night it was hush puppies, cornbread stuffing, and two other things. Nothing like ordering and hearing the server say "We're out." "Oh, we're out of that, too." "Oh, we're out." Um, mark it off the menu, maybe? Heck, that's what they make black Sharpies for!

The food that they weren't out of was pretty damn good. I had the red beans and rice, and a side of fried okra (thank god they weren't out of that!). Oh, and I actually ate a tiny piece of Gator tail. Yeah, it was really gator tail, not breaded fried chicken that they just call Gator Bites cause it's cute. The taste I had was good, but I don't know if I could eat a whole order.

After dinner, I headed over to Da Von Maur at Da Towne East, and lo and stinkin' behold, the Keens I have been wishin' and hopin' and prayin' for FINALLY were in the clearance room. Ah, beloved clearance room. I'm not a shoe-hoarder, but I freakin' love that place. Sure, they were still 60 bones, but they only had one pair in my size (7.5 if you're keeping score), and they were marked down from 90. I HEART THEM.

Seriously. I have been waiting like two years for the damn things to go on sale.

Amy and I met a couple more friends out at Oeno. Well, we tried. Of course, because it's the only uber trendy wine bar in Wichita, it was packed like sardines on a Friday night. If you squint, you might just think you're in Chicago or NYC - it's dark, EVERYONE is wearing black, and the foundation and eye makeup are thick. Those of you that know me know that I'm more of a beer girl anyway than a wine snob, so we made for Old Chicago pretty damn quick.

It was nice to be there again - but weird, because it's all the same kids still working there from when Adam worked there. I guess I always thought of that as a transitional type job, but they're probably making more money than me, the poor sucker who decided to be a journalism teacher!

Alrighty tighty. I guess I should go do some real work. I did post something about procrastination earlier this week. Wait, that's right. No work tonight. Headed over to Stacey's to chill tonight. We're running five miles in the a.m. Yep, five, on the stinking treadmill. When will the sun warm the earth?

Speaking of that - my new favorite commercial line: "I have to illuminate the entire eastern seaboard in 15 minutes. I think you all have time for breakfast."

Duh.

Okay, realized in my haste to post and get to bed last night I forgot to add

The Office
My Name is Earl

to the mix.

So, yes, there's another hour of my life spent in front of the damn TV each week. Oh well, at least with the DVR, I only spend 23 minutes watching every half-hour show!

Well, crap...

Let the procrastination begin. Just the other day I was patting myself on the back, thinking "Hmm, I'm really ahead. I've got lesson plans for the next two weeks, I've already completed assignment one for my college class, and my grading's all caught up." That's about to come to an end. I realized tonight WHY I've been so dang on-top-of-it.

ALL THE TV SHOWS WERE IN RERUNS.

I really don't think I watch THAT much TV, but maybe I do have a problem. A slight one.

I went to Muscle Pump class at the South Y tonight, and on the way home (at 8:30) I was clicking off the things I would accomplish before bed: finish my reading assignment, fold laundry, update blog (check), complete one other assignment I needed to do. When I got out of the shower, Adam said, "Well, which would you rather watch: Studio 60 or What About Brian?"

Oh. My. God. I totally forgot Studio 60 was back tonight!

Sure, WAB was a nice interlude while 60 was off, but it's kinda crappin' out for me. I settled in with the remote and glued to Studio 60. I DIDN'T EVEN KNIT DURING THE SHOW, which is unheard of for me. A lot of my friends are saying they don't like 60, but I adore it. Smart, snappy writing, great characters. For me, it's up there with Grey's, Lost, etc.

So, I guess from this point on, I'm going to have to get my homework done BEFORE prime time. After all, Lost is back soon, too.

Shows I'm into:
Grey's Anatomy
Lost
Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip
How I Met Your Mother
King Of Queens
Ugly Betty

Thank God for DVRs and online viewing, so I can watch at random times when there's nothing else on - pretty much all day Saturday and Sunday, right?

Anywho, gotta go. I'm supposed to get up at 5 tomorrow to run at the Y. AND, I have to be at school 15 minutes early, AND I have to pick up a couple cases of soda before that. Busy girl, busy girl.

Oh yeah, this is also where I become accountable - I've lost 5 pounds since Christmas. I must be working my ass off since I obviously watch WAY to much TV.

I'm back, baby!

At least the flight back into Doodah today was a little more visually interesting than it typically is. Six inches of snow (whoops, I just accidentally typoed "snot" there) makes every thing look so clean. Then, you get out of the plane, into the car and on the road, and you realize just how dirty snow can get in such a short amount of time.

Had a nice weekend in Dallas - AWESOME hotel room, again. Even got to sit in the whirlpool for a little bit this morning for some pre-week-of-school relaxation.

I'm on my way out to shovel a path to the garage for tomorrow morning, and hopefully shoot a few photos too.

Maybe I'll post some of them in a bit.