"You must immerse yourself in an unfamiliar world in order to truly understand your own."
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
23
For instance, over the past month I have managed to put on a full 5 lbs in weight. No lie, 4 weeks, 5 lbs. Now, i'm gonna credit this mostly to Ireland and its plethora of unhealthy food and beverage choices (Guiness, fish & chips, Zaytoon, club orange, scones), but also those damn good Dreamland Nachos at Bryant-Deny. However, excuses aside, action must be taken. SO, for the next 23 days, I am committing to making working out and eating healthy a priority. I know what my weight loss goals are, and I know its not all going to happen in 23 days, but forming a habit will. So, during the next 3 weeks I expect to be hungry, cranky, tired and pretty much a total bummer. However, this gives me a base to work from and good habits to carry forward. Plus, on WW, you arn't suppose to see weight loss until after the first three weeks anyway. So here is some of what's getting cut out:
-alcohol (that was even hard to type)
-diet coke
-rotel :(
-weighing myself (not until the three weeks are up)
-eating out, if at all possible, not many healthy choices out there
What im bringing into the habit:
-more water consumption
-fresh fruit and veggies
-lighter portions
-exercise at least 5 days a week
So, as you can see, this is a life change...again. I did this four years ago while in Dublin. Somehow I lost the habit, but I'm taking a stand against the harm I have done to my body over the past 2 years. I'll keep yall posted.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Tide vs. Hogs
Thursday, September 24, 2009
250th
Today is Arthur day, the 250th anniversary of Guiness (1759), named after the founder Arthur Guiness. At 17:59pm (11:59am our time today) we were to raise a pint to celebrate the man who has over time heavily influenced the culture of beer. Unfortunately, I completely forgot about Arthur day and was eating at a mexican restaurant during that time. Sorry Andrew, I failed. Birmingham has crappy Guiness anyway, but I would have liked to have raised something besides my bean burritto to my mouth.
Speaking of things that come from across the pond, enjoy the best claymation cartoon of all times. Creature Comforts. This is old school, but i love it. If i'm having a bad day, then this is what goes into the You Tube search because its fantastic. Here is another fantastic gem from the Creatures.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Fame!
House news: I just moved our closing to Oct. 23rd. Turns out, as of last night, we have a contract on our house! (the one we are living in) So, that's fantastic news, but their closing date was two days after mine, so I needed more time to get the heck out. Now, I will have a week to paint my new house before the movers come to put everything in. Which leads me to tonight's bribe. If anyone wants to join me and Jordan's two man painting show at the end of October, I will provide alcohol & food to be consumed once the brushes are put down. All you can eat of drink, and your choice. So, the signup sheet will be going around soon...
Peta's Most Wanted
I hope PETA comments on this. I hope they picket their house. I might just join them. I might just try and adopt those dogs myself. Im angry this morning. Dont mess with the Shepards Jon, dont do it.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Our House
Offer accepted!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Third time's the charm
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
more macros
Right now Jordan and I are in the middle of the monumental process of trying to buy a house. This is not an extremely fun process (although it started out as one), because it has taken so long for two stubborn people to find "the one." Well, we thought we had found that house, but today have realized that we have become a victim of the mortgage crisis. Try negotiating a home with someone who bought more house than they could afford two years ago, and b/c of 100% financing, interest only loans, and most likely a home equity line thrown in for good measure; these people owe more on the house than they are even trying to sell it for. Hence, NO room for negotiation. This is what I calll financially ignorant, and now I cant get the house I want because you have to come to the closing with cash. So, needless to say, our reasonable offer was rejected for full price, and we, unfortuntaly, had to move on. Sad. I almost blew up on our realtor because I was so mad that banks allowed people to even get a loan like that. Yet, realizing full well that she had not personally signed off on the loan, I calmed down.
So, round two starts tomorrow when we put an offer on the next one we liked. The "almost the one" house. I'll keep you posted.
HOWEVER, this is actually not what I wanted to blog about today. As you can see from the post above, I need some serenity in my life. So, enjoy these macros taken on Garnish Island, West Cork, during our visit to the secret garden. There are several times during the day when I close my eyes and pretend i'm back there.
Monday, September 14, 2009
(American) Football!
Alabama football is back! This saturday we headed down to T-town to see the season opener vs. Florida International University. I love game days, and the energy on this particular one was magnetic. We went down with Chase and Rebecca, so we visited her brother at the DKE house (Delta Kappa Epsilon-it took me way too long to figure that one out). While at the house I had two striking realizations. 1): This year's class of freshman girls were 10 years old when I was a freshman in college. 2) These girls are experts at smuggling alcohol into the stadium. At one point while I was waiting in line for the bathroom at the frat house, this girl reaches under her dress and pulls out a plastic pouch full of vodka. She was planning on getting into the stadium with that bag of vodka between her legs. She has a point, the security guards will check her purse put not her upper thighs, so its a win win for her. In the meantime, Rebecca got her bag of peanuts taken away at the gate before we went in. Guess she should have taken a page from the freshman sorority girl's book with dos nuts...
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Last days in Dublin
Friday, September 11, 2009
and i'm back
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Garnish Island
Sunday, Gillian and I headed off in the car further west until we reached Bantry Bay and had a ferry take us to Garnish Island. It use to be inhabited by a private resident who established massive gardens on the island. Now, its the property of the government and open to the public. We toured around (trying to steer clear of a tour group of around 40 Germans) and viewed the gardens. It was misty raining this day, so we were a little chilled, but the rain on the plants gave everything a dream-like glow. The walled garden was straight from The Secret Garden to me.
A night of good craic
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Rosscarbery
The next day was adventure day, and while Olan was surfing, Gillian and I went exploring. First up, a walk along the mountainous coast. The weather in west cork is slightly warmer than the rest of the country, so the 65 or so degrees was a nice break from the coastal winds that Hurricane Bill brought andrew and I the week before in the north. The views were incredible, and we even walked down to the beach and watched Olan surfing for a bit. (I am still amazing that people surf in such cold waters, but apparently with a wet suit, its not that bad. I'm calling BS on that one, it has to be freezing).
So, we walked around and just found a man working on a scaffold. When we inquired as to the whereabouts of the castle, he replied, its right here, and pointed to a stone building attached to the house. We both kind of looked at each other like...ok. However, it was quite an interesting story. I'll let the internet tell it, but basically his family bought it for 500 pounds a few hundred years ago, and he decided to sell off his cattle and spend the money redoing the castle as it would have looked in the 1500's. Quite impressive. He plans on using it as a B&B of sorts. He expects people will find it to be a novelty to stay in a castle. For me, id rather be in a hotel. There is something about a 16th century drafty and damp building that doesnt quite shout comfort to me. But to each their own. Afterwards he asked how an American and Irish girl came to know each other. I told him we were to Trinity and did Women's Studies. He stopped me right there and said"oh, i get it, i understand" and kindly bid us farewell. Gillian started laughing when we got to the car. She said he most likely thought we were lesbians...haha i started dying down laughing. What was even more funny was that moments before this conversation occurred, the local Priest had just arrived to call on this man's ailing father. So, he was probably wanting to get rid of the lesbian tourist before the Priest found out...hahaha, i couldnt get over that.














