Tuesday, September 30, 2008
( 12:00 AM ) teahouse
Movin' on Up
Guess who just tested for, and got, her red belt?
I'm a martial artist fighting fool...#
Thursday, September 25, 2008
( 12:09 AM ) teahouse
Don't Keep Breaking My Heart
Tonight I went to Shea Stadium with some friends and watched the NY Mets throw away a game against the Chicago Cubs. Frustration!
At one point I got so annoyed that I pulled out this book from my backpack and started reading it.
It's a really engrossing book, and it's been hard to put down ever since I started reading it over the weekend.
After a few minutes, I heard a guy behind me muttering to his friend, "Look at that girl..she's reading a book. Hahaha! What a loser!"
A minute later, after the Mets had blown a 5-1 lead, I heard the same guy say, "I wonder what book she's reading. Do you think it's a good book?" #
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
( 12:02 AM ) teahouse
Even Mums and Dads Agree
Last week the Husband and I attended our first NFP class.
I confess we were both skeptical at first. But we were willing to give it a chance.
The class was a pleasant surprise. In it, we learned that we've come a long way from our grandmothers' rhythm method.
Apparently, NFP and general fertility awareness are enjoying increased popularity as forms of birth control in this new environmental age. These methods are alternatives for people who can't or don't want to use artificial devices or hormonal forms of birth control.
Regardless of religious convictions, it seems that more and more couples are considering and learning these methods, and using them to stay aware of the woman's fertility cycle and timing of children.
Not to mention that it forces men to take equal responsibility for birth control. Which, as several of my friends inform me, also jives with the teachings of modern liberal feminism.
I guess we'll see how it works. But for now, it looks promising.
This morning I woke up with a thermometer in my mouth. The Husband had taken it upon himself to measure my basal body temperature, in case I forgot to do it myself.
It's nice to feel like part of a team! #
Thursday, September 18, 2008
( 12:01 AM ) teahouse
Last night I was at work until 1 a.m.
The Negatives about working late: It was really quiet and eerie, and I thought of zombies. I was really late and I felt a lot of pressure to do really intense legal work while exhausted. I couldn't spend time with my husband.
The Positives about working late: It was nice and quiet, and I could turn on my radio and not worry about bothering anyone. I got to raid the pantry refrigerator and drink the leftover sodas. I got to say hi to the janitorial staff. I got to order dinner and have it paid for by the firm.
But most importantly, I was so busy with work, that I didn't have time to worry about how little my 401k is now worth in the midst of the current Wall Street financial crisis.
Essentially, the longer hours I work, the less likely I'll ever be able to retire! #
Monday, September 15, 2008
( 12:03 AM ) teahouse
In Your Head, In Your Head
Last weekend the Husband and I rented and watched I am Legend.
All I knew about the plot was that it stars Will Smith as the last man in New York City, after the entire population is wiped out by some type of virus.
But why didn't anyone tell me it was a zombie movie?
I was so freaked out by the movie that it gave me nightmares for the rest of the weekend.
I had to go into the office for a couple of hours on Sunday. I was so scared, I made the Husband come with me and check all of the conference rooms for zombies.
Then I turned on all of the lights in the office and opened all of the blinds, to ward off the zombies if they should surprise me while I was drafting my appeal brief.
My firm is encouraging us to be more environmentally friendly by turning off lights where unneeded. But if it's a matter of that or getting my head ripped off by zombies, the choice is clear.
I also had to make sure I finished my work and went home before the sun went down, to be extra safe. Because as everyone knows, zombies are afraid of sun so they come out at dusk.
It made me the most efficient with my billable hours that I've ever been. #
Friday, September 12, 2008
( 8:53 AM ) teahouse
One of my birthday presents from the Husband was an hour long massage at a nice Asian spa.
And no, they did not offer me a happy ending! It was a legitimate spa!
As the diminutive but strangely strong Korean woman rubbed down my entire body, she struck up the following conversation with me.
Masseuse: "Oh, you have good body. Not too fat, not too skinny. Good muscles, too (rubbing my butt) You are very young, yes?"
THB: "Oh, no, I'm not so young. Today is my birthday; my Husband gave me this massage as a present."
Masseuse: "Oh, you have husband? You not look old enough for husband. Like teenager. You marry young? How old you are today?"
THB: "I'm 33 today. And I'm a newlywed. We married 5 months ago."
Masseuse: (stops rubbing in disbelief) "Oh, you 33! I thought maybe you in college." (long pause).
". . . Oh, yes, if you 33 then it is lucky thing you have husband. Not so young." #
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
( 12:02 AM ) teahouse
As some of my old and loyal readers know, tomorrow (9/11) is my birthday.
Fully ensconced in my 30s now (there is no way I'm not "thirtysomething" anymore), I intend to celebrate in style.
I've really come to feel comfortable in my own skin, happy with who I am and content with the adult I've become.
I never felt this way in my 20s. So far I must say that my 30s have been a much better time. It's not even close!
So this year I will, as always, spend some time in quiet contemplation and mourning for those who died on 9/11.
But in the midst of the sadness, I'll also take a moment to celebrate just being alive.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
( 11:23 PM ) teahouse
Sticking My Toe In
I've been thinking a lot about my career lately, and where I want to go with it.
Several years ago I took a deep breath and made the plunge into life as a legal eagle. But for a while now I've been bobbing up and down in the water, staying near the shore.
I'm afraid of the future. And insecure about my own abilities. I always have been.
But the knowledge has slowly dawned upon me, as certain as it can be, that I need to cast my insecurities aside. I need to grow up and be unafraid. I have all of the skills I need to survive in the shark-infested waters.
So I've decided that I need to start swimming straight out, and not worry so much about the future.
I have nothing to fear but fear itself. If I boldly force myself to go out there, wonderful things could happen.
At the very worst, if I falter on the way out, that boat on the edge of the horizon might rescue me. #
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
( 11:05 PM ) teahouse
At Last - Photographic Evidence
Yes, I finally downloaded all of those photos from my honeymoon! And here are some:
First, a field of lavender in Provence!
And the beach in Nice!
Another view of the Mediterranean, this time from the Italian side:
And finally, here's my hand holding up the Leaning Tower of Pisa. As you can see, it even looks straighter thanks to me!