marshie

i've professed my love of marshamallows before... so please someone, get me this for christmas!

>> the marshmallow shooter

this is why i love my co-workers.

When angry, they say things like:

"It really frosts my Twinkies when..."

revolution!

who will be the ultimate karaoke rockstar, after tonight's BIG SHOWDOWN between thefoo and myself!? find out results tomorrow!

also, stay tuned for the 1st (and last) annual "karaoke revolution house-leaving party"! all guests may be lucky enough to take something home with them, from a pre-selected pile of fabulous foo/galbraith-owned items!

congratulations to me!

i have not blogged about this yet for fear of jinxing myself and not being asked to join... but for the last month and a half, i have been training with an all-womens running team here in san francisco; the impalas.

these women are FAST. i'm consistently in the slowest group, which consists of several mothers and/or women in their 40's and 50's. and they kick my ass.

the girls my age are so much faster than me that i hardly run with them.

anyways, after many weeks of pain and suffering, i guess i tricked them into believing i had potential to get faster or something, because they asked me to join the team.

YAY! I MADE IT!

so i get to race a lot this fall and winter, probably most weekends. it will be fun. now i just need to get my fat ass back in shape and slimmed down so i can even start to dream with running along side the middle group of women (the fast group is like my 5 year goal).

singles

my mom sent an email out today about the best cities for singles, which forbes put together, and she heard on the today show.

i think she was happy that her kids were all living in one of the top 3 cities. heck, if we're gonna be single, we may as well be living the good life!

1. Denver-Boulder
2. San Francisco
3. Boston

i like that cost-of-living is based on "the average cost of a metro area's apartment rent, a Pizza Hut pizza, a movie ticket and a six-pack of Heineken."

update: i think i now know why i want to move to colorado. not only is it a great place to live (see above), but apparently it's also a great place to die. thanks, forbes!

day-lab

daily candy sent us a link today for a site that i originally wasn't going to visit (day-lab). but for some reason, on a whim, i decided to. and i'm glad it did. there are some interesting things available for sale, including cute iPod sleeves and other gems... like:

1. another crochet idea: sushi magnets!


2. i'm not really sure what to make of this: the jesustrooper t-shirt?

3. and finally, all joking aside, i think this shirt is brilliant (except the fact that it's a victim of the sleeve-robber):

my mouth

geer is going to laugh when she reads this (or cringe, i don't really know). but i was looking on her company's website and they had a preview for a book they'll be publishing soon (or just published?) that looks disgustingly cool:

everything i ate
(a year in the life of my mouth)
by tucker shaw

so don't be surprised if i start doing this for a week on my blog.
i'm feeling inspired to copy him.

vive le tour de france

when i enter the month of july, i not only enter the physical fog that is living in san francisco, but (more importantly), i enter the mental fog that is...

THE TOUR DE FRANCE

oh man how i love cycling.
thank you, andy, for opening me up to this world.

at good ol' fifteen-eighty, thefoo, aaronb, and i have been religiously watching every stage. we have been suffering through the annoying (uh, endearing?) commentary from bob roll in hopes that al, phil, and paul will get to talk more. we have put up with the never ending commercials about survivor (that seriously must get more airtime than the actual cycling does), and we have replayed parts of some stages at various times in the day just because we need to see them again. because it rules.

i have even set up my bike and trainer right smack in front of the TV so i can pretend i'm out there in the mountains, riding along with the peleton (heck my heart rate gets as high as their's - i must be riding just as fast!). thefoo and aaronb are being extra nice by not complaining, as my bike completely clogs the doorway from the tv room to the dining room. they understand. we are one with our tour de france obsession.

you could say that we have been OLN's dream consumers.

and yet... OLN has let me down.

what do you mean there are no audio feeds of each stage, to stream online while at work?

this blows in ways i cannot express.

case in point: i walked into work today and our HR person says "did you see today's stage!" in an eager squeel that tells me it was not-to-be-missed.

NO! DON'T SAY ANYTHING!

and respectfully, she didn't.
but now i have to sit here all day stewing, until the 9pm airing comes on.

i am afraid to open an internet browser for fear it will automatically direct me to velonews and spill the beans.

i fear going to practice tonight because one of the girls will surely be talking about it.

i fear checking my email or instant messenges because my friends my jab.

OLN, see what pain you are causing?

woe is me

4:30pm UPDATE: Did I call it or what?

At around 12:45 today, I got the IM from a co-worker that said: "woo! 4min lead".

Then, at 4:15pm I got the email from a family member that said: "Was today's stage the most amazing display of pure determination you've ever seen?? VIVA LANCE."

It's unavoidable. Practice is in an hour and a half. I wonder what else I'll "learn" unsolicited...

growing up

my older sisters turned 30 today! woot!

happy birthday, ladies!

you see, i decided on january 1, 2005, that i would harass them to no end about turning the big three-oh this year. but once i started the fogey comments -- the cracks about old age and osteoperosis and menopause -- well, somehow i lost my excitement at being mean. particularly once i saw how sensitive to age they'd really become...

why is it that we're all so scared to grow older?

i'm kinda excited at the idea of growing laugh lines and leathery skin. there are many 40+ women in the world who are so much more super badass than i am right now, and i admire that.

and, i think i have a decent chance at catching up with them someday, if i keep at it. that's because, according to the trends of my life, my chances of being a badass middle aged lady are much better than they were for being a badass twenty-something woman. and i know that because i'm actually closer to being a badass twenty-something than i ever was to the attainment of badass-ness as a co-ed. and as a co-ed, i was closer still than i ever was as to being one as a teen... as a teen, closer than i was as a preteen... and a kid... and you see my point.

so yeah. if i keep it up, my over-the-hill days should be the best ones yet!

and, well, i can't wait!

someday, my kids are gonna be talking smack in the schoolyard about their super cool mom who is up to something super cool that weekend... and that's gonna rule.

i am mario. otherwise i am a defender-ship.

"I like to jump around, and would lead a fairly serene and aimless existence if it weren't for my friends always getting into trouble. I love to help out, even when it puts me at risk. I seem to make friends with people who just can't stay out of trouble."

what pre-1985 video game character are you?