Tuesday, February 4, 2014


Me:  *warm and cozily tucked under covers and browsing the internet, not wanting to get up and go pee.* "Sometimes I wish I had a catheter. "
Sal:  "Well, if you had one, I bet you wish you didn't."

It's been 8 months since a post.  I thought I'd return with a bang.

you're welcome for pee talk.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Life ahead

I just stumbled across this video, and I bawled my eyes out.  My eyes are so red right now because Lord knows I'm not a pretty cry-er in the first place, but especially not when I'm sitting in bed with the laptop propped up on the pillow, a snoozing cat at my ankles, and wet hair draped around my face.

Though this is technically not a new message--to live like you were dying--it always serves as a good reminder throughout life.  Throughout days of getting angry over stupid things like people who don't use the turn lane, or the post office for returning mail that should've reached its destination by the time it comes back to your doorstep.  Anyway, I'll proceed. ;)

It's always a good reminder that we should constantly be going after our dreams.  We've got this one life, this one short, blink of an eye time here to live, and we need to be doing just that.

I'm beyond words excited about what's next for me and Sal.

But I'm also a little hesitant because it's a huge unknown...which I guess is the hint of scary in exciting that makes it all so heart-pounding.

Isn't it funny how true the expression is 'when it rains, it pours.'  I feel like this is something that is just true of life.  Life is full of decisions, and our future is impacted by the decisions we make.  But I'm seeing clearly tonight that something is not really a decision unless there are at least two options to choose from.  So life would be somewhat boring should just one thing come up after the next and after the next to lead me to the ripe old age of 102. (I'm determined to live to three-digits, at least! :) No, life is and has been and will be full of meaning and risk and excitement and uncertainty because more often than not, I'm going to have to choose.  I going to have to pick, to determine steps, to make those key decisions that will impact me in more ways than I know, which sometimes scares the hell out of me and wakes me up at 3:38am.

One thing I do know, though.  Life is beautiful.  And life is meaningful, and life is fun and though the act of deciding which step to take next can be scary/exciting/crazy/keep you up at night/etc., I know that this life, this one little thing I've been given, was meant to be lived in the craziest, happiest, Courtney-est way possible.

Sidenote:  I had avocado on my Which Wich sandwich tonight at dinner.  I've never done this before, and I regret that because it was amazing (like I knew it would be).  I blame the avocado on this crazy (but fun, and true) post. :)

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Add this to yo' playlist!

I was reminded of the greatness of this song once or twice before thanks to this video on Pinterest:

This youtube video is not mine, but how I wish the cutie pie kiddo was!  How fun (and funny)!

And after I remembered not to be so cheap to download the song, I have to say that I can't get enough of it.  I've listened to it in a playlist multiple times now, and even went so far as to listen to it 5 times in a row on a short run the other day!

What's not to love about a fun voice, fun lyrics, and the fact that it mentions RUNNING in the song?!?!  I'm telling you--take my word for it.  Dish out the moolah to make it your own and run free with it blasting in your ears!

Friday, February 15, 2013

The Newborn Treatment

Today I allowed myself to have The Newborn Treatment.

I've not been feeling well since Sunday evening, and yesterday was the pinacle of "Oh my gosh, I feel like crap.  This cold is going to kill me...yet I don't even have enough strength or energy to create a will."

Thank the good Lord above that I had today off work.  I went to bed at 10 last night (only so late in this sick girl's eyes because I wanted more time with my Sal) and even at 8:30 this morning, I hadn't had enough sleep.  Or rest.  Or time spent laying in the prostrate position in order to allow this feeble, snot-filled body time to heal.

So what did I do?  Instead of fulfilling glorious plans I'd made earlier in the week of marking things off my To Do list, as well as making homemade wheat thin crackers and an apple cheddar frittata for dinner, I deemed today "Day to do anything and everything in order to help my body heal and get over this nastiness asap."

This turned into The Newborn Treatment....i.e. only eating, sleeping, and reading.

I thought about calling it The Sagan Day because he does a TON of eating and sleeping, but I refrained from that because throughout the day, he would get bursts of energy and run wildly through the house or catapult himself into the bathtub every time I visited the bathroom or do a lot of meowing.  And Lord knows I had no energy for any of that.

Call me lazy or whatever you want, but my body and spirit and mind and soul needed this today.  I can't tell you how nice it was to succumb to tiredness and just lay down and nap or rest whenever the feeling came over me.  I justified this and still stand by the fact that my body can/did the most healing when I let it expend energy in fighting off bad cells as opposed to sitting upright to peruse the interwebs or heaven forbid clean or run errands.

Now that the day is drawing to an end and I'm feeling a little better, I realize that this is something I really should do more often.  I can't tell you how nice it's been to feel really rested upon waking and to just dive headfirst into my current book knowing that if I start to get sleepy, it's not the end of the world.  There's time right then and there to lay my head down and just rest.  Breathe in and breathe out (through only my mouth....those crazy nostrils are stopped up) and just be.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Chicken Soup and GOTR!

I started to not feel too hot (like I usually do...haha KIDDING!) on Sunday afternoon and evening, and even though it was not a good thing, I figured maybe I was starting to battle a sore throat/hoarseness because of my sudden need to echo and yell encouraging words and music and such at super fun kids all day long.
A hoarse horse.  I know, I'm too puny for my own good.   Source
But with Monday passing and time spent Tuesday giving my precious, melodious voice a rest, I see that I've just contracted some combination of sickly germs from being thrown back into the kid world.  I knew it was bound to happen even though I've been washing my hands like CRAZY, but I really didn't expect it to be this soon.  Maybe this is a good thing, though.  Maybe my body will build up crazy, strong antibodies this early on and I'll never get sick again!!!!!!  haha yeah...

So week 2 of work has been going well, and though there's still a lot to learn and it's not superduper fun using your achy breaky heart voice or wiping snot-drip (sorry, but that's what just keeps coming out...haha) every 5 seconds, things are getting better!  I really like my job, but there's a lot to learn, and like I mentioned before, I'm really excited to see where I'll be in a month or so.
You are so welcome.  Yes, Miley, your father had an Achy Breaky Heart at one point.  As well as a SWEET mullet.   Source
On Monday evening when I was making our Meal Plan for the week, I happened to have just read Perry from Perry's Plate post (that's a tongue twister if I've ever typed one) about her Cold Remedy Chicken Soup.  I pinned that bad boy faster than greased lightning (I don't even know what that means...just go with this sick girl) and bought the ingredients on Tuesday's grocery run.
Perry's Cold Remedy Soup.  I'm still not convinced that maybe my tastebuds are just all crazied up from this cold.   Source
Side note:  I used to meal plan and grocery shop on Sunday's, but now that I have certain weekdays off, I've shifted days.  I'm also hoping to visit the lovely (and still so awesome!!) Trader Joe's and Whole Foods when only 1/5th of Los Angeles is grocery shopping instead of on Sundays when 4.5/5ths are there.  Anyway, I was super stoked about this soup.  It called for fresh ginger, which I've ne'er bought or used, as well as a leek...which I had to google.
Leek, meet my friends.  Friends, meet a leek.    Source
I will say that I made the soup with a store-bought organic chicken broth (I'm not to the point of making my own yet), as well as a lot less chicken than the recipe called for and 3x as many carrots.

The verdict:  Not too bad, but not as good as I was hoping.  I still ate it for dinner in hopes of it's magical curing ability I just know it has to possess, but I added broken up Ak-Mak crackers to make it more palatable.  I should note that I also forgot the lemon juice.  Maybe that's the key...I don't know.
I really like the nutty-ness of these crackers, but my hands-down favorite thing about them is the ingredient list:  "Organically grown whole wheat flour stone ground, clover honey, sesame oil, dairy butter, sesame seeds, yeast and salt. "  Yes, please.  Source
Anyway, I saved the leftovers to eat tomorrow (and maybe even more tonight...yes, I'm that girl) and I'm not trying to 'dis' Perry in any way.  I love so many of her recipes and I feel like she's a blogger I'm beating the same drum with as far as eating patterns (not exactly, but close).  All that to say, I just like to blab on and on and on with this little blog about things I make and eat because I. Love. Food.

Also, can I just say that I'm super excited for what's ahead for me in this super cool volunteering program I found called Girls on the Run.  I was searching for running groups when we first arrived in hopes of finding one to meet/make new friends, and I stumbled upon this program.  I immediately fell in love (Happy Valentine's Day to me!) with the fact that they work with girls in 3-5 grade and 6-8 grade to encourage positive love for yourself and your body, as well as promote running.
So stinkin' excited!  I hope there's one in your area, too!  Source
I kind of got a little bummed during job searching because I knew if I accepted an 8-5 job, this volunteering dream of mine might be squelched.  But alas, things always work out and I now have a job that allows me to either get off work early enough to make it to the twice-a-week after school meetings or gives me the day off!  I attended the coaches training tonight to be an assistant coach, and I am SUPER pumped!  I really hope my work schedule continues to work nicely with my site's meeting dates and times because I feel like this kind of thing was made for me.  And I guess for 3-5 grade girls, too :)