Wednesday, October 01, 2014

and you're not the only one who's lonely...

The subject line is because this song has been in my head this evening. Don't give out, don't give up, one of these nights you might find someone to love...

Holy fuck, people. This has been quite a day.

I had a good conversation this afternoon with the headhunter who's working on getting me this job. He gave me some insight into the people who will be doing my final interview, and a pep talk. Then this evening, the LesleyDad gave me a pep talk, too. So I'm feeling very, VERY confident about this! But please, even so, send those good thoughts, prayers, and swinging chickens for me at around 3:00 PM Eastern.

The company I'm interviewing with is very close to the King of Prussia mall -- oh and before you get all "OMG, that's too far!" you need to remember that I live very close to the bridge that connects the NJ Turnpike to the PA Turnpike, so from my house it's 45 minutes in no traffic, and 1 hour in traffic. I can live with that. And if I love the job, which I hope I will ONCE I OFFICIALLY GET IT, I can move closer. I'm portable, you know.

So I'm thinking that after my interview, perhaps I'll wander over to the mall for a while, and maybe treat myself to a nice dinner. And one of you should join me so I don't have to do all this alone. Hit me up. Seriously.

In other news, today was a most excellent day activity-wise. Check out those numbers there! I'm feeling pretty good about this. I went to the small group personal training at lunchtime that we have at current job, and then after work I went to Zumba and danced like a maniac. And apparently that all caused me to burn a metric fuckton of calories. Eye of the Tiger, baby.

And in still yet other news, this is being written much later than its timestamp suggests because I keep getting distracted! Some days I feel like my brain is a browser with about 30 different tabs open, and all of them are running at least one script or applet. Today is one of those days.

Good night, my wee duckies. Much, much love on yas tonight.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

as i write this letter, send my love to you...

Two for Tuesday!

1. Whatever has bloomed with the fall allergies is officially SUCKING MY WILL TO LIVE! Right now I'm on one Zyrtec, one Allegra, Flonase twice a day, and I'm still miserable. My eyes are so itchy that I just may scratch them out, so I emailed my ENT's office** and asked for a script for some eyedrops. Tonight on my way home, I picked up said eyedrops. But after I got home I realized that eyedrops = putting stuff in my eyes! Oh, the humanity! I am not a fan of the putting stuff in my eyes but I have to be a big girl and do this and shut up about it. I may pound a glass of merlot first, though. (Shhhh... our secret!)

**Any doctor with a patient portal that allows me to do things like send an email when I need a prescription is my new favorite doctor. The fewer number of people I have to talk to in order to get what I need, the happier I am.

2. You people are hilarious! So in my last entry, I tell you that we here at Lesleygirl Industries will no longer be discussing relationships in this here blog, and several of you felt moved to email me and ask what details I'm omitting. Seriously? There is nothing to tell right now, and I'm very much okay with that. My focus right now is on finding the next thing career-wise, and I'm still willing to blog all the hot job-finding action over here!***

One of the aforementioned emails led to a funny back-and-forth with one of my best girls. I said something about how some days I think I should stop blogging, but then I always come back to the fact that I need a place to tell my stories, and this is it. Then I said to her "Is it weird that (redacted) reads this blog every day? And (redacted) has no idea that I know that (redacted) is reading it?" Without even pausing to think, she said "No, not weird. Creepy." Yeah, I think I'd agree with that assessment.

***Oh speaking of which, on Thursday afternoon I have my interview with the CEO of Possible New Company (who will receive a fun nickname ONCE THEY HIRE ME). So, around 3:00 PM Eastern time, please send those good thoughts, prayers, and swinging chickens. And, as some of you are already aware, if I get this job, I will post a video of me swinging a chicken on Facebook. So that should give you even more motivation to support your local Lesleygirl.

That's enough for now. Good night. Much love to each & every one of you. (Yes, even you.) xoxo

Sunday, September 28, 2014

you light the spark in my bonfire heart...

Oh, me. What a weekend, people!

First, the good news about the job, since I know you're all on the edge of your seats. After waiting all day on Friday, I finally heard at 7:00 PM that evening that I need to have one final interview with the CEO of the new company. I didn't know there would be this last step, but considering that it's a startup, the sort of startup that it is, and the fact that I'd be the first person to work in this particular role, I can understand that. So tomorrow I'll find out when the interview is, and will once again ask for good thoughts, prayers, and swinging chickens. I am feeling pretty confident, though. So there's that.

So yesterday, we had a big 50th anniversary party for my parents. To the right, there's a photo of someone you may recognize, all snazzed up in her party dress!

As you'd expect, it was lovely and very tasteful (since LesleyMom had taken care of all the details herself) and, like every party my family has, it was FUN! There was even an after party back at Casa de LesleyParents and I got home very late. Lots of fun and a lot of laughs. I love my family.

After all of that excitement, today was a pretty low-key day. I hit the gym (and hit it hard!), did a few chores around the house, cooked a casserole for this week's lunches, and then took plenty of time to relax, read outside, and later watched some movies. Just what I needed.

And that's about it. You know, I often think these recap-type blogs are a little on the boring side, but I haven't had much else to say. The things that are really going on in my life are stuff like job searching, worrying about the job search, feeling like I have senioritis at my current job, finding new and interesting keto diet recipes (and creating my own), icing my sore heel (Yeah, again. Fucking heel better heal!), and trying to get back into knitting more again.

Oh you noticed I didn't mention anything about relationships? Yeah, that's because we here at Lesleygirl Industries shall no longer feature such content. I have my reasons.

Good night, duckies.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014


The interview went really, really well. I should hear something by tomorrow, and I am feeling pretty confident about it, but still, I need that official word so I'm jumping every time my phone buzzes. But I loved this company, loved their startup spirit, loved that everyone was really, really smart. One of the interviewers asked me if I get intimidated by smart people, and I said no, that I'd previously worked at a startup affiliated with Fancypants University which has oodles of smart people. I didn't tell him that I'm also one of the smartest people he could ever hope to meet, but I was totes thinking that.

After my interview, I checked in with my headhunter (who's also quite optimistic about this job for me), did a drive-by to find the closest Starbucks (priorities, I has 'em), and then went to the nearby Wegman's and treated myself to lunch at their cafe, including a big ol' hard cider. Not too shabby for the Lesleygirl.

So that's all I've got for tonight. Interviewing really takes it out of me.

Good night, my little butterflies.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

fist pump!

Okay, I'll be very honest with you, my dear readers: there's a very VERY good chance that I'm having more fun than you are. I'm sorry, but it's true.

You see, earlier tonight I went to a comedy show with some friends. It was a last-minute invite, cheap tickets, and I figured what the hell, I could use a laugh. Little did I know that before the end of the night I'd be on stage with a member of the cast of Jersey Shore, doing a dramatic reading of a transcript from the show.

Oh you want to see it? Sure! In this video, I'm playing Snooki, and Vinny G is playing Deena.
I do believe I've found my new calling. Jersey Shore re-enactments!

So yeah, I'm having more fun than you. More tomorrow, kittens. Good night!

Monday, September 15, 2014

but i keep cruising, can't stop, won't stop moving...

I was so busy this weekend that I was too tired to blog last night. I KNOW, RIGHT? So what was I up to? Oh, I'll tell you!

Did somebody say booty?
On Saturday, I went to the Pennsylvania Renaissance Faire. It was Pirate Weekend, so hey, look who's a pirate!

We got rained on and it was a little cold, but the Ren Faire has hot mulled wine, which is just the thing to get rid of that chill. Either that or it made me really not care about the chill. I drank several of those, along with some lobster soup and several pickles-on-a-stick. And a good time was had by all.

I also somehow ended up on stage during one of the asterisk-rated shows because I was able to correctly identify a song they were clapping. They put a sticker on me. I won't tell you where, but it was hilarious, and if you're on the Facebook, you can see pictures of me laughing my booty off while that was going on.

I'd never become one of those Ren Faire people (or "Rennies") because that's just weird, but I have to say that I would kinda like to go back to the fair another time before it's over. Another day of dressing like a pirate and sipping mulled wine all day sounds pretty freaking awesome to me.

Painting selfie!
And then on Sunday, I went painting!

My friend Chairish had been to this painting place and asked me if I want to go with her to do a coffee-themed painting, to which I said hells yeah.

Mind you, I hadn't painted since I was in 7th grade, and that did not go well. The art teacher was kind of a bitch and ended up giving me a C for my efforts and keeping me off the honor roll that semester. She was a major crabbyass and I think she did not quite appreciate my sense of humor, and 13 year old Lesleygirl was pretty much the same laugh riot that I am now.

Unlike the 7th grade, this painting place is really fun. Seriously, you should go. There were about ten women in the class and everyone had brought snacks and wine and coffee. One of the other women offered me wine, but I explained that I had spent the previous day drinking a ton of mulled wine and that I really needed some coffee, and so a different woman in the class offered me some Tia Maria to spike my coffee! Her painting ended up having the quote of "Every coffee needs a shot" on it. Yeah, go figure.

We have created art!!!
Here we are with our finished masterpieces! I am totally going back to the painting place again soon. You don't have to do the same painting that the whole class is doing, but they guide you through the process, which is great for people like me who are all "But I can't draw!" I'm proud to say that I was able to draw mine and do the lettering free-hand, and I didn't resort to using chalk to trace things or asking the teacher to draw it for me.

It's the little things some days, you know...

Good night, my loves. xo

Thursday, September 11, 2014

oh where oh where has that lesleygirl gone?

Oh I'm right here, my babies! I'll think of four things to tell you.

1. I've been working a metric fuck-ton of hours this week. Plus, my project team is in Australia so I've been keeping some odd hours so that I can have video conferences with them. Oh yeah, that's really something. Me, sitting at my dining room table with my laptop in the middle of the night, trying to keep my eyes open. And hey, I always make sure I put a normal shirt on for these calls. They don't have to know that I'm wearing pajama pants, though. Shhh... our secret!

2. The job search continues. I'm feeling pretty zen about it, though. Something will come my way, or I'll be staying where I am, who knows? But all I know is that it will all work out, I'll have a new contract soon, and all will be well in Lesleyworld.

3. All the job searching and conference calls has left me with some really shitty sleep, though. I hate when that happens. I thought once my sleep apnea went away that my tossing and turning was gone and I'd always wake up feeling rested. Yeah, not this week. So tonight we are trying several sleep aids: hot bath with epsom salts and lavender essential oil, magnesium supplement, Sleepytime tea, and a melatonin. Now hopefully I can sleep for six solid hours. Please, Baby Jesus!

4. Tomorrow will be (or I suppose if you're reading this on September 12th, I should say "today is") the 50th anniversary of these two crazy kids! Yup, that's the LesleyMom and the LesleyDad there on the day they got married in Queens, New York. They look so young and so happy, don't they?. One of the things in my life that I am most thankful for is that I've been blessed with such wonderful and supportive parents, so of course I feel such a milestone anniversary deserves a celebration. In the morning, I'm going up to Pennington where their parish will be offering the morning Mass for my parents, and I thought it would be nice to go with them. And then later this month there will be a fancy soiree. (Oh and don't tell LesleyMom, but I'm still not sure what I'm wearing to that...)

From the way my parents are smiling in this picture, they obviously had no idea that eight or so years later they'd bring the Lesleygirl into the world.

And the world will never be the same!

Good night, loves. Be well.

Sunday, September 07, 2014

weekend over

Three things

Look! A river!
1. On Saturday, I went hiking at a state park with a funny name: Hacklebarney! I wanted to ask if there was also a Hacklebetty and a Hacklebambam, not to mention a Hacklefred and Hacklewilma, but the information office was closed. I climbed quite a few rocks, climbed to some off-trail spots that I wanted to see, was very thankful that all the Zumba has given me some killer-strong legs, and left there with a huge sense of accomplishment. I hadn't gone hiking since November (don't ask) so it was nice to get out there again. I will definitely go again soon.

Oh yeah, that's me there, to the right. Hey, I'm outdoorsy!

2. I tried watching tonight's Boardwalk Empire but I couldn't get into it. I kinda think they should have quit two seasons ago (because once Michael Penn was gone, why would anyone watch?), and I'm still mad at them for killing off Richard Harrow. That's in addition for being mad at them for killing off Jimmy Darmody. Masters of Sex was pretty boring tonight, too. Or maybe I'm just easily bored. That could be.

3. I have plans to go to the Renaissance Faire next weekend with a friend. I've never been to one, but I'm guessing that the people watching will be awesome. It's a pirate theme that day, so I think I have no choice but to go in costume. We're starting the day at Cracker Barrel because we needed a central meeting place, and I am thinking that if I'm wearing a costume to the Ren Faire then I'm wearing it to the Cracker Barrel, too. In for a penny, in for a pound, and all that. Besides, pirates need to eat breakfast, too! (btw, Mom, I need your help with a costume -- thanks for reading!)

That's three. Good night, my loves.

Wednesday, September 03, 2014

wordless wednesday, well almost wordless

This fish came to live with me at work.

Every week at the Monday morning all-staff meeting, the fish is given to someone who's done something extraordinary. I was given it for my work on the project that is trying to kill me right now. The good part is that I never thought I'd get the fish during my brief tenure, so it was completely unexpected. The even better part is that since there was no work on Monday this week, there was no Monday meeting, and I get to keep the fish for two whole weeks!

It's silly, but it really makes me feel appreciated. Some days it's the little things, people.

Good night.

Monday, September 01, 2014

labor day weekend roundup

So here's what I did. Well, some of what I did. I can't tell you everything, you know. I need to preserve some of my mystery!

1. Tried two new recipes -- one delicious, one not so much. The delicious one was this Creamsicle-type custard thing. It's hard to explain, but trust me, it was good. The base for it was supposed to be sugar-free Jello, but I used a different brand that I bought online because Jello has aspartame (yuck!) and the other brand uses sucralose (yay!). I'd look up the name of the other brand, but I have the lazy. So I won't. But anyway, it was good. The not so good recipe was for a crustless cheeseburger pie. Other people had raved about it but to me it was meh. It was a paleo recipe, although I of course added cheese so that made it not paleo (but still keto), and the taste was just odd. Not good, but not horrible either. It made eight servings, so I'll slog through all eight of them. I can't be wasting perfectly good cheeseburger pie. Needs must, and all that.

2. Speaking of needs must, I updated my resume this weekend. Ah, the life of an independent contractor! I added lots of references to the cloud. That'll make me sound super smart. As I was updating, it occurred to me that project management is something that's hard to describe and hard to quantify at times. I think it really comes down to that you're either good at it or you're not. And I'm excellent at it, natch. Oh and don't you worry, I still have a contract for now. I just need to start looking.

3. Finished watching Orange is the New Black. And now I have to wait until June for season 3? Come on, Netflix! I'm not that patient! Oh and in totally unrelated news, I need recommendations for other shows to stream now.

That's three. That's enough for now. I'm a little out of practice after a few days of not blogging. Go easy on me, would ya?

Good night, loves. xo

Sunday, August 24, 2014

sometimes there's airplanes i can't jump out

I was going to numbered-list yas, but I'm not feeling it tonight.

So what I'll tell you instead is that this was a rough weekend, and though I never say this, I'm glad it's over. And I will tell you a little story!

See, on August 25th, 2008, I had my innards all re-routed. This day has become almost as important as the sacred festival of Lesleymas. It really feels like a re-birthday to me. Anyway, that day in 2008 was also a Monday.

On the Saturday before said surgery, I had to do some, uh, preparation. This meant that after I'd eaten my Last Supper, I had to drink a bottle of Fleet's Phospho-Soda and, well, let it do its work. Not exactly a pleasant memory, but really not as bad as everyone who'd had surgery before me made it sound.

I was thinking about this just this past Saturday, and I thought this means that there's an historical precedent for me getting rid of a lot of shit on August 23rd. And this year? No exception. Except it was much more metaphorical this time. And no Phospho-Soda involved, thank you Baby Jesus.

In other news, yeah, it's six years. As I do most years, I'm working on some reflections. I didn't buy myself something pretty yet, but that will be rectified very soon. Stay tuned for further developments.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

blackbird singing in the dead of night...

Two things.

1. This was a very long and draining day. I put in 11 hours at the office, and by the time I left I probably could have still stayed on and done a few more hours of work, but I was too tired to be useful at that point, and besides, I had to go to a dinner the LesleyFamily was having for my niece, Noodles, as she is leaving for college on Saturday. It's always good to see the family. I've been having a very difficult week for a few reasons, and having my family around me was a comfort.

2. I've been back to wearing my Bodymedia band for about a week now. Yes, this is the same one they wore on Biggest Loser. They used to be called Bodybuggs. I like the data, and just wearing it reminds me be more active, which is never a bad thing. Not that I've been slacking off, but well, I see how many people have regained their weight after weight-loss surgery and it scares the living shit out of me. I can't have that. I want better for myself. And so anything I can use to keep my motivation up is a good thing. Since it's still short-sleeve weather, some people have noticed the Bodymedia monitor and they've asked what it is. Usually, I'll just say it's a Bodybugg, and hope they've heard of that. Lately, though, I've been thinking I should get more creative with my answers. Something more like "Oh that? Well, I'm under house arrest, and this is my tracking device. It was a crime of passion. I don't want to talk about it" and then look away. Yeah, I think I'll go with that.

Good night, and peace out, girl scouts. xo

Monday, August 18, 2014

mwahahahah monday

What is "mwahahahah?" Oh, that's my evil laugh, of course! Because sometimes you just need to laugh like Dr. Evil.

Three things:

1. On Sunday I road-tripped with two friends for a day in Hershey, PA for a visit to the museum and then of course the cheesy "chocolate world" tour, and the even cheesier trolley tour around town. I feel like I deserve a medal because I spent the day in the chocolate capital of the United States and I did not go over 30 grams of carbs. Some days I think I really do have nerves of steel.

2. Before going to Hershey, we toured a nearby cavern. I'd only gone on a cavern tour one other time in my life, and while that tour was pretty cool, I have to say that it was much more enjoyable touring a cavern now that I can do things like walk up and down about five flights of stairs without feeling like I want to kill myself. Since it was a Sunday, there were a lot of kids in our tour group, so we really had to censor what we were saying, especially while pointing out some of the more phallic rock formations (and there were a lot of those for some reason). I said they should have an uncensored / unplugged cavern tour, where you can make any comment you want, no matter how inappropriate. I'd even pay an upcharge for that. But a small upcharge, mind you. I mean, what am I, made of money?

3. I spent most of my day today in meetings for a huge project I'm managing which is close to launch now. After the first meeting of the day, I said to a coworker I've spent many hours with on this project "If I take up drinking before the end of this project, you won't judge, will you?" He assured me that he'd only judge me if I didn't share. Fair enough. By the end of the day I told him that this might amount to me sticking a giant straw in a box of wine like it's a Capri Sun, and again, he said he wouldn't judge, and also pointed out that I should buy my booze in New Jersey (where I live) and not in Pennsylvania (where I work) because PA charges hella taxes on booze. I love that my coworkers look out for me like this!

In all seriousness, I'm not taking up drinking, don't you worry. If I did, I wouldn't be able to drive to Zumba after work, and you know I can't have that. But I do like to joke about such things. I blame it on my Irish sense of humor.

Good night, kittens.

Thursday, August 14, 2014

if you court this disaster, i'll point you home

Thursday, bitches! Three things:

1. Work feels like a big game of Justify Your Existence. Ah, the life of a consultant! And you know, I'm not even complaining, because I feel like I'm having fun with it. They keep lobbing new projects at me -- generally, stuff that had no project management done on it yet and was stalling out -- and I'm hitting them right out of the park. Those of you who know what sorts of lines of business my company has will be amused to hear that their top expert told me rather confidently that I'm not going anywhere. And they can't contradict her, now can they?

2. I've been on a mission to improve my nutritional habits -- not that they were bad, mind you, but I knew they could be better. I need to watch carbs, and I'd been keeping them under 100 grams per day, which is not a whole hell of a lot, but I was starting to think it's too much for me. I'm sure this is controversial, but what works best for me is a ketogenic approach. Sort of like Atkins. The past week or so I've stayed under 30 net carbs per day (very VERY good) and now that I'm past the initial "Atkins flu" I am so full of energy it's unreal! Like I said, Keto is controversial because it's so different than the Standard American Diet, but it's a very good solution for people with insulin issues, Exotic Ovary Disease, and inflammation-related things. Today I read an interesting article about how Jack Osbourne is doing a Keto diet to help with his MS. Interesting stuff. Except he's doing Keto plus Paleo, and while I use a lot of Paleo recipes, I can't go full-out Paleo because I'd miss dairy too much. I need my cheese and I need cream in my coffee, or someone gonna get hurt!

But anyway, yeah, feeling good. And really happy to be past the initial adjustment!

3. I really need to find a way to become more of a morning person. The problem is that I love the nights so much. I love the night life. I like to boogie. Oh wait... anyway, I've realized that it's not that I hate getting up in the morning, I just hate going to bed, which makes the whole "getting up in the morning" that much more difficult.

Anyway, that is three. Good night, people.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

dis and dat

Three things.

1. I made a new kickass recipe for dessert tonight. And this time, I actually wrote down what I was doing so I can recreate it later! It was sort-of like a cheesecake (the non-ricotta variety) and sort of like a fluff. I used a new variety of Torani syrup in it, the sugar-free salted caramel. If you like the sugar-free syrups like I do, YOU NEED TO TRY THIS FLAVOR. Now! I'd post the recipe, but I don't have pictures. Next time, kittens.

2. As I have done the past five years, I've been going back and reading the things I wrote in August 2008, leading up to my big rerouting o' the innards surgery. Yup, that's right, people: it will soon be SIX years since I started my very own amazing journey (to use an overused phrase from The Bachelor & The Bachelorette). I felt very emotional while reading my thoughts from six years ago and remembering how excited yet scared I was. I bought myself a very nice Tiffany's bracelet as my reward for my five year surgiversary, since it was a big milestone, and I'm thinking I may need to get myself something equally nice for this year. In many ways, this year felt harder than the one before. And besides, I need some pretty!

3. THIS. This times infinity:
After seeing all the "Get a bikini body!" ads screaming at me from Facebook this summer, this is a welcome change.

And now if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to wearing whatever the fuck I want. In this bikini body of mine.

Good night, loves.

Monday, August 11, 2014

words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup...

First, I will tell you that if you recognize where the lyrics in today's subject line come from, then let's just say that you and I have plans. Oh and I owe you a beer and a punch in the arm. Because a punch in the arm from me is like a Hallmark card!


1. After dinner at the Tiger Noodles on Sunday night, this was my fortune cookie. Silly me, I thought my legs were sore from the 90 minutes of Zumba I had done earlier that day, but I was wrong. Of course, I immediately shared this on the Facebook. LesleyMom believes this substantiates something she's been telling me, and last night and then again this evening, she told me she was still laughing about it. Ah yes, the soothsaying powers of the fortune cookie!

It is pretty amusing, though. And I do like getting a fortune that sounds like a bad pickup line. Sometimes when I'm bored at work, I make up cheesy pickup lines to entertain myself. Things like "Is that a keg in your pants? Because I'd tap that!" or "Are you the US-Mexico border? Because you are not secure!"

Yeah, that second one may need some work. Maybe I'm not so good with the pickup lines, and hey, that's cool, because at least I'm good with the fortune cookies, right?

2. This picture made me laugh and laugh. And no, it didn't hit too close to home or anything. Why do you ask?

So perhaps instead of knitting cat hoodies, I should try something else? Well, all righty then!

Game on.
3. Purple tulips, just because they always make me feel all warm and pink and happy.

Wait, what? They make me feel pink and not purple?

Yes, true story. Such is the power of the purple tulips!

Good night, my special snowflakes. Much love on yas.

Wednesday, August 06, 2014

say something, i'm giving up on you...

Oh that song in the title? I'm kinda sick of it, but it's stuck in my noggin.


Since I returned home, Luna has been a big feline ball o' needy. Whenever I sit down, she has to sit next to me and rest her head on my leg. When I've gone to bed, she has to curl up next to me. Hell, even when I take a bath or shower, she has to cuddle up on the bath rug. Yup, a ball o' needy, but it's cute that way she does it. She keeps poking me to get me to pet her and making little chirpy noises that are about two octaves too high to be a meow.

On the other hand, Clementine just seems annoyed. She keeps doing things like going into another room and meowing loudly like a distress signal until I check on her. She seems annoyed, but honestly I'm not sure if she's annoyed that I was away for a week, or annoyed that I returned. Either scenario is quite likely.


I meant to blog last night, I really did, but I opened up a page and the next thing I knew it was almost an hour later, the Big Bang Theory was over, and Conan O'Brien was on, so I just went to bed. See, I'm just such a party animal. I lead the glamorous life, just like Sheila E.

Actually, I had gone out to an outdoor Zumba event in the crazy heat, then out for sushi (sashimi for me, I can't do rice), and some of Princeton's finest ice cream. I think I was tired from all that. Yes, once again, the glamorous life...


Some of you know this already, but here is Lesley's Back-to-Work After Vacation Tip #1: When you set your alarm for that first day back, make sure you set it for 6:30 AM and not 6:30 PM. The more you know...

That's enough for now. I should probably go do the whole "work" thing anyway.