Thursday, September 13, 2012


Jenna posted about Scotch Naturals nail polish back in April and I've been eyeing it ever since. WANT.

In reality, this super cheap stuff makes my skin better than anything else. If only I could remember to put it on every night. NEED.

Lindsay posted about Adara coconut oil a while back and I wanted to try it, but I know I'm wasting my money by buying skin products. I use them a few times and then they sit on my shelf for a year. But before Lindsay moved, she dropped some off for me. I love it. I throw the bottle into the tub while I shower to let the oils soften. Then I use it right after I dry off. Holy cow--soft skin. LOVE.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

and how fast can YOU ride?

About a third of the way through my bike commute this morning, I pulled up to a stop light at the same time as another cyclist.

Usual stoplight conversation: How are you? Cold morning/nice morning. Where are you headed? Sounds like a great ride. Have a nice day. Etc.

I pull up and the guy breaks right into conversation as follows:

Guy: 17.3-mile commute to Palo Alto. Just started 3 days ago.
Me: (Are we comparing distances first thing? Maybe he's just excited.) Oh, that's great! Sounds like a good ride. Where are you coming from?
Guy: Cupertino. (Eyeing my bike bag) I keep all my crap in a file cabinet at work.
Me: Sounds nice.
Guy: I don't have to carry anything.
Me: Uh huh.

Light turns green. Thank goodness. One-way conversations drive me crazy.

Caught up at the next light. Crap.

Guy: I've ridden Foothill probably 3000 times.
Me: Nice.
Guy: (Eyeing my bike) You've got to have good lights. At least 400 lumens. I've got 3 up here. (Shows me his very expensive lights.)
Me: Yeah, when it starts getting dark I'll put mine on. (Note the very bright sun in the sky.)
Guy: I've got 5 in back. See? (Indeed. 5 expensive lights.)

Light turns green. Never been happier.

Needless to say, I rode a bit slower to be sure I didn't make the next light. I was worried if we kept meeting up that way he'd go on to tell me how many calories he was burning, how much he can bench press, how much money he makes, and how many times a week he and his wife have sex... Yikes!

Glad he's commuting by bike, but I hope by next week he has improved his stoplight conversation skills.

Monday, September 10, 2012

my mind is mush

A few times over the past week I've thought, "Ooh. I should write on my blog!" and do you know what?

My mind has been COMPLETELY BLANK.

My mind is mush, people. Mush.

I've been really busy, but I love it. My time is consumed by

(Ahem, note the lack of colon at the end of that line. I will write a grammar post about this.)

  • a job I love (in all its half-time glory),
  • kids I love (even when they drive me crazy),
  • a husband I love (even when he drives me crazy),
  • working out (P90X, running, and biking--all 3 every week),
  • team-teaching seminary with Christian (a serious time sucker, but great so far),
  • being social here and there (wonderful),
  • and the never-ending task of trying to keep my house clean (I'm actually getting better at it!).

But my mind seems to be mush. I guess it's a good mush?

So despite the mush, I hereby promise to organize my thoughts and blog more often.

You're welcome.