Ok, first off....what is my deal? I love the idea of blogging but I'm just having the hardest time getting into a rhythm here. Is blogging once every few months even blogging? I gotta find my stride.
Since I have something hilarious to discuss that is still officially a secret, I'm going to blog about it!
A little background...I'm the maid-of-honor in one of my best friends' wedding this August. We've done the bridal shower and it was an absolute HIT! However, Laura has been having a pretty rough time of late, and the most recent trial and tribulation was chipping a bone in one of her toes while doing nothing more than walking. (This sounds like something I'd do. Oh wait, I have done that, except it was a fracture in one of my foot bones.) Anyway, she's now in a walking cast and under doctor's orders to take it easy, which of course made our plans for a fun shopping/dining/exploring bachelorette weekend in Portland, OR null and void. And since Portland is a long way to drive to hang out in the hotel, we're sticking around Seattle instead.
This development materialized late last week and we were scheduled to leave for Portland this coming Friday morning. And for me, someone who loves to plan great and memorable parties, that is not much time to totally change it up.
After a few minutes of being disappointed and upset, I started to find the silver lining in this and realize that it was time to rally and make it a weekend to remember!
I think we have just that in store, with plans for mani/pedi's (no pedi for gimpy Laura!), a limo ride, fabulous dining, a super awesome improv show in Downtown Seattle, and a sleepover at my house! Laura is beyond excited and got over her own disappointment about the cancellation of the Portland trip about the time I mentioned "limo"....
But the BEST part? She doesn't have any idea! See, Laura has a "thing" for firemen. Just an innocent, cute, school-girl type crush on them. We had planned to do this in Portland too, and just this afternoon I stopped by my local fire station. Hopped out of my car to find three firemen standing around a truck talking (they said they were practicing knots, but I think they were sunning themselves in the fabulous afternoon weather we're having).
Anyway, I walk up and say hello and start out with "I have a pretty random question.."
They laugh and two of them point to the third guy and say that random questions are his specialty and to ask away.
After I introduce myself and say I live nearby, I start with "I'm hosting a bachelorette party this Saturday.."
Before I even got the full word "bachelorette" out of my mouth they were laughing again. Much more heartily this time, with comments like "yes" and "this could get interesting" sprinkled in.
After we're all done laughing, I explain my idea - which is to bring Laura by for pictures with the guys and trucks - and they're all over it. Brian, the one who's adept at handling random questions, says "I know what I'd say, but we better ask the big boss" and disappears to find Mr. Big Boss.
Of course Brian doesn't tell Mr. Big Boss who I am or what I'm there to ask, so he arrives outside and after introductions, I have to start all over with "So, this Saturday I'm hosting a bachelorette party...."
Cue another round of robust laughter and joking.
I could tell Mr. Big Boss was a bit more hesitant but as soon as I let him know that this part of the bachelorette party would contain zero alcohol consumption before or during, he was on board! Then the three first guys immediately started trying to swap shifts to get on the Saturday afternoon one!
So, we're going to blindfold Ms. Laura and uncover her eyes as soon as she's flanked by a couple of hunky firemen next to a shiny fire truck! FUN!
I'll post some pics in a few days!
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Random Monday Thoughts
Random #1 - Hubby has a cold
My hubby is sick. He's got a cold, sounds awful and looks like death. warmed. over. I force-fed him some Nyquil before leaving for work this morning and made him PROMISE to stay home. After a brief Nyquil-induced morning nap, he was up and at 'em, fussing around with anything he could find to keep himself out of bed. He forgot to turn up the heat, and I arrived home to find him hanging out in a 60 degree house. Not in bed.
But you can't really get mad at a sick hubby, can you? Well, I can't. Honestly, he is absolutely adorable when he's sick. He playfully resists any help or advice, but acts like he's on death's doorstop when he wants some attention. My favorite part? His completely random, hilarious requests. Case in point, our discussion about what he'd like for dinner:
Me: "Hey sweetie, what would you like for dinner tonight?"
Him: "Some tots."
Me: "Tots? Ok, anything else?"
Him: "Well, yeah some tartar sauce too." (Heaven forbid we have tater-tots without tartar sauce)
Me: "Ok, that sounds good. But since tots are a side dish, is there anything else you might want?"
Him: "Uhhh, I don't know. Like what?"
Me: "Like a 'main course' - anything?"
Him: "Oh. Yeah. How about a burger? Cheeseburger?"
Good to know the cold hasn't killed his appetite!
Random #2 - My name is Krysta, and I am addicted to......
It's out of control. Seriously. I have always favored hot, spicy foods but lately? I put hot sauce on everything! Ok, not my cereal, but almost everything else. Today, while I was at the grocery store and meandering down the condiment aisle, this caught my eye:
I grabbed it and threw it right in the cart! Mind you, I have no plans to cook anything hispanic/jalapeno-ish in the near future. So I did what any spice-addicted person would do. I came home, opened them up and started eating them. Plain! Who does that?
I definitely plan to eat some with my burger tonight. Probably 2 parts jalapenos, 1 part burger.
Random #3 - I love tulips!
Quick trip to the Skagit Valley yesterday to see the amazing tulip fields. Makes me so happy.
I think that's all the randomness I can handle on a Monday. Time to cook some tots!
My hubby is sick. He's got a cold, sounds awful and looks like death. warmed. over. I force-fed him some Nyquil before leaving for work this morning and made him PROMISE to stay home. After a brief Nyquil-induced morning nap, he was up and at 'em, fussing around with anything he could find to keep himself out of bed. He forgot to turn up the heat, and I arrived home to find him hanging out in a 60 degree house. Not in bed.
But you can't really get mad at a sick hubby, can you? Well, I can't. Honestly, he is absolutely adorable when he's sick. He playfully resists any help or advice, but acts like he's on death's doorstop when he wants some attention. My favorite part? His completely random, hilarious requests. Case in point, our discussion about what he'd like for dinner:
Me: "Hey sweetie, what would you like for dinner tonight?"
Him: "Some tots."
Me: "Tots? Ok, anything else?"
Him: "Well, yeah some tartar sauce too." (Heaven forbid we have tater-tots without tartar sauce)
Me: "Ok, that sounds good. But since tots are a side dish, is there anything else you might want?"
Him: "Uhhh, I don't know. Like what?"
Me: "Like a 'main course' - anything?"
Him: "Oh. Yeah. How about a burger? Cheeseburger?"
Good to know the cold hasn't killed his appetite!
Random #2 - My name is Krysta, and I am addicted to......
It's out of control. Seriously. I have always favored hot, spicy foods but lately? I put hot sauce on everything! Ok, not my cereal, but almost everything else. Today, while I was at the grocery store and meandering down the condiment aisle, this caught my eye:
I grabbed it and threw it right in the cart! Mind you, I have no plans to cook anything hispanic/jalapeno-ish in the near future. So I did what any spice-addicted person would do. I came home, opened them up and started eating them. Plain! Who does that?
I definitely plan to eat some with my burger tonight. Probably 2 parts jalapenos, 1 part burger.
Random #3 - I love tulips!
Quick trip to the Skagit Valley yesterday to see the amazing tulip fields. Makes me so happy.
I think that's all the randomness I can handle on a Monday. Time to cook some tots!
Welcome back, Krysta...
Jeez! Has it really been nearly TWO months since I last posted?? Clearly, I've not yet hit my blogging stride. But, I've figured out a name! That's right....welcome to The Chronicles of Crazy Legs! "Crazy Legs" is an old, well-earned, semi-retired nickname of mine which I will elaborate upon at some point in the near future. It fits and I like it, so there you go.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Thinking of....
I need a title for my blog. Not going to rush into it, but rather wait and see what comes to me....but suffice it to say..."k2liketheski" is not going to be permanent.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Some like it HOT....
About 6 weeks ago, a friend from work mentioned that she'd been trying hot yoga. I'd heard of hot yoga, was intrigued by it, and I always love a challenge, so...what more do you need?
Well, maybe a couple of things....like strength (INSANITY), modesty (INSANITY), acceptance (INSANITY), and well...an insane level of commitment (MORE INSANITY). Oh, and did I mention it's a little insane? No?
Well, it is.
Let's be honest, you tell the "average person" that you want to perform yoga (or any exercise, for that matter) for 90 minutes straight and they're liable to look at you like you're a bit off-balanced.
Now....back up....and try telling them it's in a studio that's kept at a toasty 110 degrees F (minimum).
Are they looking at you like they aren't sure whether to run the other direction, or find a way to recommend committing you to the nearest mental institution?
Yes?
Well, fair enough....because that's how insane it is.
Here are my thoughts on the matter, thus far:
1) Be prepared to see people in minimal clothing. Yes, that means (practically) underwear.
2) People have tattoos. Lots of tattoos, in many different locations. (And you see them)
3) You have approximately 30 seconds at the beginning of a class to observe people in minimal clothing with lots of tattoos, because once you get started, you're so focused on not dropping dead that if you notice anything other than the sweat POURING off of you, you may be my new hero.
4) You sweat.
5) Let's be real - sweat doesn't even really come close to describing what happens in that studio.
6) After 90 minutes of what some may call pure torture, you actually feel pretty dang good. Now, whether I've massaged my ascending or descending colon, or regulated my blood sugar (as they claim a couple of poses do - let alone mention what the others do), who knows? And really, who cares? I sweat. My heart rate gets to a crazy level. I feel good. Success!
Here are the facts:
1) "Hot Yoga" is otherwise referred to as Bikram Yoga.
2) Bikram is a person, who apparently developed this genre of yoga.
3) It's practiced in a studio that is held at approximately 110 degrees F, 45% humidity.
4) No matter where you practice, this genre of yoga is purported to consist of the exact same 26 postures, and two breathing routines.
So, all that said....is hot yoga for everyone? Definitely not. Do I enjoy it? Yes, in a self-punishing kind of way!
One last thought....it SERIOUSLY helps with lung capacity/breathing. I ran a half marathon in June of 2009 (not being a runner of any kind prior to that training) and had not run a substantial distance since October, but when I hit the treadmill earlier this month, it was almost as if I hadn't even been off. Maybe we can attribute it to other things, but I'm giving significant credit to the breathing ability I've gained via yoga.
Cheers! Enjoy the sweat!
Well, maybe a couple of things....like strength (INSANITY), modesty (INSANITY), acceptance (INSANITY), and well...an insane level of commitment (MORE INSANITY). Oh, and did I mention it's a little insane? No?
Well, it is.
Let's be honest, you tell the "average person" that you want to perform yoga (or any exercise, for that matter) for 90 minutes straight and they're liable to look at you like you're a bit off-balanced.
Now....back up....and try telling them it's in a studio that's kept at a toasty 110 degrees F (minimum).
Are they looking at you like they aren't sure whether to run the other direction, or find a way to recommend committing you to the nearest mental institution?
Yes?
Well, fair enough....because that's how insane it is.
Here are my thoughts on the matter, thus far:
1) Be prepared to see people in minimal clothing. Yes, that means (practically) underwear.
2) People have tattoos. Lots of tattoos, in many different locations. (And you see them)
3) You have approximately 30 seconds at the beginning of a class to observe people in minimal clothing with lots of tattoos, because once you get started, you're so focused on not dropping dead that if you notice anything other than the sweat POURING off of you, you may be my new hero.
4) You sweat.
5) Let's be real - sweat doesn't even really come close to describing what happens in that studio.
6) After 90 minutes of what some may call pure torture, you actually feel pretty dang good. Now, whether I've massaged my ascending or descending colon, or regulated my blood sugar (as they claim a couple of poses do - let alone mention what the others do), who knows? And really, who cares? I sweat. My heart rate gets to a crazy level. I feel good. Success!
Here are the facts:
1) "Hot Yoga" is otherwise referred to as Bikram Yoga.
2) Bikram is a person, who apparently developed this genre of yoga.
3) It's practiced in a studio that is held at approximately 110 degrees F, 45% humidity.
4) No matter where you practice, this genre of yoga is purported to consist of the exact same 26 postures, and two breathing routines.
So, all that said....is hot yoga for everyone? Definitely not. Do I enjoy it? Yes, in a self-punishing kind of way!
One last thought....it SERIOUSLY helps with lung capacity/breathing. I ran a half marathon in June of 2009 (not being a runner of any kind prior to that training) and had not run a substantial distance since October, but when I hit the treadmill earlier this month, it was almost as if I hadn't even been off. Maybe we can attribute it to other things, but I'm giving significant credit to the breathing ability I've gained via yoga.
Cheers! Enjoy the sweat!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Hello there
So, I've been contemplating starting a blog for some time now and after a conversation with a blogging-friend today, I finally decided to go for it. Gasp! Did I really, seriously, just figure out how to link that in on my FIRST blog post, ever?!? Cool!
I don't really know what I will talk about on this blog. I don't have any specific theme, or agenda, or.....whatever else you might chronicle on a blog.....but, I'm going to go for it!
So, the topic of my first blog? Blog-stalking. There must be a more favorable way to describe it, but let me tell you, I find innumerable joy in reading posts of complete and total STRANGERS. Never, ever in my wildest dreams would I have guessed this (ok, maybe....since I'm probably the nosiest person I know, but still). I leap from blog to blog to blog and read until I find myself asking: WHY? given that I don't even know this person, am I the slighest bit interested in their darling son's new mohawk, or their random encounter with a freaky police office. Seriously? I have spent hours reading about the lives of people I DO. NOT. KNOW. And why? But, why not?
And so, with that, I'm going to kick off my own blog. Will anyone "stalk" it? Maybe and maybe not, but I'll yammer on to my heart's content.
Maybe next time, I will post a list of, at least a few of - anyway, the folks I find intriguing and enjoyable. Mostly discovered via my dear baking (& now blogging) sensei, Jeanelle. (And that's "scent-say" not "scent-see" thank you very much).
I don't really know what I will talk about on this blog. I don't have any specific theme, or agenda, or.....whatever else you might chronicle on a blog.....but, I'm going to go for it!
So, the topic of my first blog? Blog-stalking. There must be a more favorable way to describe it, but let me tell you, I find innumerable joy in reading posts of complete and total STRANGERS. Never, ever in my wildest dreams would I have guessed this (ok, maybe....since I'm probably the nosiest person I know, but still). I leap from blog to blog to blog and read until I find myself asking: WHY? given that I don't even know this person, am I the slighest bit interested in their darling son's new mohawk, or their random encounter with a freaky police office. Seriously? I have spent hours reading about the lives of people I DO. NOT. KNOW. And why? But, why not?
And so, with that, I'm going to kick off my own blog. Will anyone "stalk" it? Maybe and maybe not, but I'll yammer on to my heart's content.
Maybe next time, I will post a list of, at least a few of - anyway, the folks I find intriguing and enjoyable. Mostly discovered via my dear baking (& now blogging) sensei, Jeanelle. (And that's "scent-say" not "scent-see" thank you very much).
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