School, dog, food, school. Happy Tuesday.

I submitted my web portfolio to my graduate advisor yesterday and should have the results of my review in 2-3 weeks, at which point she’ll work with me to register for my fall semester classes. I had another OMG-I’m-going-back-to-school moment after I got that email; then I got a migraine. It was still with me this morning, although it’s (thankfully) diminished. I think it has more to do with the lack of sleep this weekend while I was scrambling to finish my portfolio than the OMG moment, but one never knows.


OMG I’m going back to school.

I’m more excited than anything. I’m admittedly worried about how I’m going to juggle full-time work and full-time school (although it will be online this first semester), plus continuing to work out and eat healthy and get enough sleep. The getting enough sleep part will be tricky, as evidenced by this past weekend, so I need to learn how not to procrastinate – I had a month to work on and finish this portfolio, and I didn’t get my ass into gear until Saturday afternoon. I’m pretty pleased with the end result, but I could’ve used more time to make the site compatible with IE. I hate Internet Explorer… so much.

In other news, the dog and I had her final session with the trainer on Sunday. She was behaving marvelously well. The trainer commented that she’d made so much progress just in the past two weeks since our last session, and he was impressed at how much she was ‘checking in’ with me as we were walking. This is a dog whose last owner gave up on training her to heel, and now she heels like a total champ. She sits on command (usually) and she’s gotten so good at staying. I am so freaking proud of this dog. 

My mom also ordered us a “Dog in Training” vest for her so stupid people would stop trying to pet her/call her/generally be ignorant while I’m out walking her:


She doesn’t love it. It sure looks cute on her, though. I totally understand, I have outfits like that, too.

And, in foodie news, I’m toying with the idea of doing another two-week Perricone stint. I’ve been eating pretty well, but the way Perricone structured his meal plan seems to work much better than what I usually do, which is eat lower calorie things in semi-compliance with his guidelines. I would have to do something for breakfast besides Quest bars, though, and I don’t know how I feel about that. I love me some Quest bars.

Speaking of food, my lunches lately have been just splendid. Here was today’s:


I picked up these new Orowheat flax & fiber sandwich thins (apparently too new to list on the Orowheat website) during my Safeway splurge last weekend and they have become a lunchtime staple – I pop one in the toaster oven at work to make it crispy, then top it with either a homemade salmon or tuna salad and serve with a side salad. The salmon and tuna are from pouches I picked up at the Dollar Store, plus some mayo, celery, red onion and garlic. Needless to say, my breath smells all kinds of awesome after I have lunch. Lunch breath is so awkward. Reason #459 why it would be better for everyone if I could just work from home.

And when I’m done with my MFA, hopefully I’ll be able to find a job that will allow me to do just that, if I so choose! Ah, to dream…


Feel free to skip all the words and go straight to the puppy picture.

My best friend is in the process of packing up her life and moving to Malawi for a year. My mom doesn’t like to talk on the phone for an hour when she’s home with her boyfriend. Who am I supposed to talk to about all my major daily accomplishments? Hmm? I guess I’ll have to settle for strangers on the interwebs. Hello, strangers.

Here’s what I did this weekend:

  1. Cleaned. Everything. I cleaned under my bathroom sink, and I cleaned out and organized my closets, in addition to my normal Saturday cleaning regimen. No, you don’t understand. The under the sink area had become a hazard, and my closet was brimming with clothes I kept trying on in my quest for outfits and subsequently discarding, over and over again. I think I need to have a garage sale, and maybe find a friend who has an actual garage.
  2. I watched a lot of Pretty LIttle Liars. This is my third viewing of season 1 on Netflix. I had seen it before. I wish they would post the next season so I didn’t feel like I’m memorizing this season. This show makes me want to be a skinny teenage girl; their lives seem so ridiculously dramatic and they don’t have to worry about real adult things, like eating carbs and paying bills.
  3. ImageI spent quality time with the brown dog. I’m trying to get her to sleep on her own bed instead of on my nice couch and on my bed, because she had a little bladder infection this week and… I had to take my duvet to the dry cleaner. $150 vet bill + $33 dry cleaner bill. Fun? Not so much.
  4. I successfully went to the market and spent $21 on my produce for the week, then came home, chopped everything and prepared it for my weeks’ salads (lunch and dinner). I then managed to clog the garbage disposal… and unclog it with a plunger. I know this isn’t revolutionary for most people, but I felt like a total champ when I figured this one out.
  5. I did days 12 and 13 of Jillian Michaels’ 30-day shred, level one. I realize I’m supposed to move up to level 2 on day 11, but it scares me and I haven’t mastered level 1 yet, so I’m sticking. It’s still hard work! My T-Rex arms are looking a lot more defined, too. Too bad I’m not allowed to wear tank tops to work. Plus, I’m getting smaller and eating more since I started doing this. Talk about a win-win.
  6. I got myself together and finally applied to grad school. I’m trying for my MFA in Web Design & New Media at Academy of Art University in San Francisco. I don’t know how I’m going to pay for it, but if I get in, I’m moving to San Francisco in September. Or if they let me in and September doesn’t work out, I’ll move in November-ish and start in the spring. Fingers crossed for September, though! I’ve been considering this program for about two years, and I think it’s time I just jumped in and did it. I’ll do what everybody else does and worry about the details when I have to. I’m simultaneously excited and terrified. From what I’ve read about the school, they’ll let anyone in (it’s graduating that’s the challenge), so I’m just assuming I’m already in and freaking out accordingly. Always good to prepare, right?
  7. For some reason, I’m not completely dreading work tomorrow. Probably because it’s jeans week. The grad school thing is giving me hope that I won’t be a mid-level executive drone forever, so that helps my attitude. 
  8. Darn, bedtime. I was so enjoying this one-sided conversation. I do love talking about me.