The Tour, Part Dos

So last time I gave you a glimpse into the beauty I’m experiencing here. Now let’s take a glimpse into my apartment. (Dear creepers, don’t stalk me now.)

Please ignore the clutter, some things are still finding a home here and others have yet to be taken to the dumpster (I’m looking at you broken lamp and random boxes.) Also, I still have mismatched furniture (aside from the bedroom set) and I’m totally okay with that. There are some themes slowly forming here, so when the money appears, things will fall into place.

So onto the tour: When you first walk in my front door the bedroom is on the right:

(Don’t you love the wall of mirrors that is my closet? Amazing if you ask me. And totally unflattering.)

If you walk to the closet and turn left, there’s my bathroom:

And then the door leads you back out to the living room, while passing a coat/storage closet:

I know you are all jealous of my New York Times newspaper rack! Free! And the best part of the living room?

Squirrel O’Vision playing 24/7 out the window. I even moved that chair so G-Dog could get a better view. She will even lay down on the chair with her head propped up on arm rest.

So you keep walking and you hit the dinning room. Which I’m using as a workstation since I don’t really dine much (I just eat).

Can you spot Hoops and Yoyo? Do you even know who they are? The final spot to visit is the kitchen with the world’s smallest freezer! Seriously, what’s the point of meat going on sale super cheap if you can’t freeze all that bulk.

If you are wondering what’s all over the fridge, that would be my ridiculous magnetic poetry collection. It’s a bit out of hand. And took forever to put up. To the right of the fridge is my laundry room. Full size washer and dryer baby! There is also tons of storage and you can walk into it. They don’t just face out. Amazing.

So you’re sick of my tour? Sorry I didn’t feed you. Here’s the door, don’t let the dinosaur guarding my movie collection bite you on the way out!

 

In reality, I start classes tomorrow. I’m a tiny bit nervous, but mostly excited. I won’t be cooking dinner regularly, which stinks, because I have class until 8 at night, most nights of the week. And then, I work mornings. Eww.

Running has been interesting to say the least. I’m experiencing real hills for the first time ever. Not only have I been going a lot slower, but I can’t go as far without my ass giving out. Not pretty. I hurt the first time I did them and only did about 2.5 miles (was supposed to be 4 miles, but I kind of got really lost).

 

What’s new with you guys?

Give me something awesome, I know it’s in you!

Have you checked out Amanda’s awesome art contest?

I’m so excited that I don’t even know where to start!

Welcome to the Island

Rhode Island that is. I survived the hurricane and only had to last a little more than 48 hours without power. I feel horrible for those who still don’t have power or worse, don’t have water! If any bloggers in New England need a shower, come my way. G and I will help you out! So needless to say, I haven’t been working out or cooking much. So instead of that talk, how about a tour?

Let’s start with the beach! Who doesn’t want to look at water? The day after I arrived in Rhode Island (with the help of my brother) we did some touristy stuff.

This was a rocky beach, but everybody was chilling on it like it was a sandy beach.

I find beauty in little things, like green beaches…

and waves crashing on algae covered rocks.

So after a trip to the beach, we hit up an awesome burger bar. I highly recommend Luxe Burger Bar. Not only did they have a decent beer menu, but the “build your own burger” was fun. My suggestion, pick a theme and then build from there. My bro did a Greek inspired burger with Kobe beef and I did a spin off of the traditional with a turkey burger (garlic aioli? caramelized onions? YES PLEASE!). The best part? G-Dog was allowed with us on the patio.

After stuffing ourselves, we took a tour of downtown PVD. The Guin-pup and I tried to take a family picture on the steps of the State House. It didn’t work so well. The close ups are ridiculous. It’s not even like one of us was prepared. Humans AND dogs can suffer from ADD. So here are some further back pictures, in which you cannot tell that we’re both looking in complete opposite directions..

 

The next post will have an apartment tour. Including ghetto cabling throughout all the rooms (I can decorate, but cannot figure out electronics). Get excited!

 

What was the last great restaurant you went to?

What’s the most exciting thing that happened to you in the past 4 days?

Probably the hurricane, even though it was only a tropical storm by the time it got here. But after that, getting my electricity back!

Reasons why moving sucks.

1. Packing = Cleaning = Dust = Dust mite allergy overload. I’ve been sneezing so hard that I may have peed a little. Yeah, that happened.

2. Living in one place with other people for more than a year means you forget what’s yours and where everything is. I swear I had ice cube trays at one point…

3. Eventually you get to the point where you’re living out of boxes. This assumes that at one point you unpacked when you moved in.

4. You get to the point where you realize that you have too much crap and try to downsize, but honestly, I need the ENTIRE BOX of mugs. No really. What if I just stop doing dishes some day? Those 20 mugs will come in handy. And 2 china sets? What if entertain more than 12 people? It will happen. Everyone bring a chair and we’ll be good to go.

5. Once you “downsize” you realize that you want new stuff. New desk? New dinning room chairs? New shelving units? New jeans? New hair? I need it all. My credit card will understand.

6. Then you reach the point in which you need more boxes. Let’s not talk about that.

7. Then your eye starts twitching all the time from the stress of it all. Those cute little to-do lists now haunt you in your sleep.

8. You have a nightmare about driving the wrong direction across the USA! Granted I would love to visit Skinny Runner or Blonde Ponytail, but that’s not where my apartment is.

9. Your dog starts showing signs of stress. Pooping on the carpet is never okay! Seriously G? I’m going to have to charge you rent if this is how it’s going down.

10. Finally your friends all start calling because they finally realize that you are actually moving. Too bad numbers 1-9 are causing you to never leave the house. There’s just so much going on!

Moving is one thing, I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again. But moving across the country after putting roots down for 4 years? Never again. I’m going to start developing other nerves ticks. I’m about ready to hire a personal assistant. Anybody up for applying?

I swear, I'm bringing Sexy Back!

I haven't been avoiding you blog, I've just got more important things to do.

Yeah, that song came on in the last ten minutes of my long run today and gave me the push I need. Thanks Justin!

And I also have to drink smoothies in my awesome collection of pint glasses. If I don't, who will?

Art in fermented form. Let's pretend my smoothie is that delicious.

Don't be jealous. And if any of you decide you want to be my friends (comment or subscribe to show the love, I swear I don't bite), you can come visit and see my massive collection of pint glasses and coffee mugs. Those are your only drinking options. Sorry.

Also, I'm struggling to come up a great name for my new favorite brunch bev.

• Sparkling wine + peach nectar = Bellini
• Sparkling wine + OJ = Mimosa
• Sparkling wine + Mighty Mango = Mang-osa? Mang-ini?

Help me decide!

That's four pound of kiwis behind my yummies. There may be a kiwi pastry in the works, watch out!

Do you guys ever get in the habit of using the same glass over and over again for a month and then switch? No? Just me?

There are no pictures to prove it, but I'm working on perfecting polenta fries. They are delicious, but I'm trying to make them as easy and healthy as possible (i.e. no flour dipped, deep fried fries).

And finally, I'm working on my moving stuff. A lot happens in the month of August and I have about five thousand weddings before then, so the more I can do now, the better. But one of the most important ones that I need help on is finding some races to do once I move. I know there are some people in the Rhode Island/Boston area, so if you know of races I just have to do, let me know. I found a few already.

• The Run Around the Block 15k, on Block Island
• The Ocean Run 1/2 Marathon (or 5k, depending on how the first 1/2 in August goes)
• The Tour de Patrick in March (three races, being Irish, and finally, four shirts...yesssss)

And this is why I'm too busy to write a blog. So now that this is done, I have to get back to my letter writing to the Hanson boys and let them know that I'm still single and I'm not picky. I mean, laundry. Yeah, laundry.

 

PS - I swear I don't bite guys, I see a lot activity on here, but very few comment or subscribe. I'll even send baked goods if that will help.