Today was one of those days at work, where my plan for the day went out the window about an hour into it. I did actually get everything done that I wanted to do, but I was there for an extra hour and half. Except for a quick trip to Starbucks (gotta have a frappuccino on a day like this!), I was at my desk, not moving. Inputting 500+ email addresses into our latest invite took much longer than I thought, and everything was sore by the time I was done. I really just wanted to hop on the bus back to my car and call it day.
Trying to get back into this writing thing after a few days off!
- Had a lovely dinner with Katia, J and J’s British parents at one of my favorite restaurants. Now have enough leftovers to last me quite a while!
- Also had lovely dinner out last night with the grad program. Fabulous mac & cheese to cap the meal (which you would NOT expect at a Peruvian place, but YUM!)
- Read a fabulous piece in Forbes about Isabella Boylston, which led me to an article in Elle about what she eats (which was fascinating in itself). But that made me realize that my favorite ballet people are on Instagram, just like any other public people. So I did a lot of ballet following today and my feed is better for it.
- And because of that, I also did Day One of the ab workout that Jenny at Southern Savers started yesterday (so I’m a day behind). I forgot how much sit ups hurt my tailbone and all the joints cracking as I did leg raises. But I’ve got to add strength in addition to cardio, so here’s a place to start.
Trying to go to bed earlier tonight because I’m already exhausted and it’s only Tuesday!
Home is where the heart is. I left my heart in San Francisco.
“Well, I won’t sit idly by as you hurl cliches at me.” Continue reading
Every month, the health initiative at work has a different theme. May’s theme is “Go Write,” with each of us pledging to journal at least 20 times this month. Each day has a different prompt. I thought this would be a great way to get back into blogging. I get so caught up in trying to document everything that I end up documenting nothing. So let’s do this.
Today’s prompt is I Am… Continue reading
This is the last in the series of Rachel Benjamin mysteries and I think it ends in a good place. Also, as a completist, I’m happy that I’m done with the series because I’ve had it with Rachel and her “man problems.” The actual mysteries are fine, but her relationship drama is ridiculous.
This last novel takes place in San Francisco, but except for dropping some tourist attractions (and the horrible misuse of “the” in front of freeway names – I see you Southern California editors!), it feels like it could be set anywhere. Of course, it’s set in San Francisco because our mystery involves a Silicon Valley nerd on the verge of becoming a billionaire with his privacy software. He’s a totally weirdo and Rachel’s friend Hillary is totally going to write an article about him. But then Hillary disappears! Did Iggie kill her? Maybe her hot FBI boyfriend that she broke up with the night before she went missing? Is she even dead? Rachel takes the usual twists and turns to get to the answers and save the day.