Monthly Archives: January 2015

The good and the bad

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Oh hey, Jen here.

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Yeah, I’m sitting on the floor in the living room and our ceilings are STILL unfinished. SOON. I hope. I really do hope.

I’m procrastinating tonight’s workout. Just kidding, I’m waiting for the quesadilla and cereal to digest. So while I’m procrastinating…or waiting..I thought I’d share the good and the bad from today. More specifically ONE of each.

Let’s start with the bad. Fabletics. UGH. Have you seen the commercials with Kate Hudson? Yeah, the clothes look cool and some of them are pretty nice, but I was having issues with sizing and product quality, so I ended up cancelling my monthly membership. I cancelled it 9 weeks ago and still haven’t received my refund check for my last return (don’t get me started on why it had to be a check and not just a credit back to my Visa). Today’s series of phone calls to their *terrible* customer service line resulted in 1) being put on hold for 20 minutes while they retrieved a manager only to come back on the line and say the manager was at lunch; and 2) being told to please respect them for taking their time to process my refund. HA! Respect? The company insisted I return the product within 30 days of receipt, yet they can take 3592739573-237 days to give me my money?! Hmm…

Anyways, it might not all sound too terrible, but I just found their lack of knowledge and terrible script-like speech to be really time consuming/frustrating/give me a drink pleeeeeeeeease. Let’s just say there was a lot of barking back and forth.

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The good: Well, it doesn’t start out good. The rug I ordered for the nursery from Wayfair.com was delivered and Tyler messaged me when he got home saying there were quite a few dark spots on the rug and to call their customer service to see what could be done before we actually unwrap it. (talk about run on sentence!) I begrudgingly got on the phone- ready to tackle yet another potential disaster- BUT within 2 minutes, the happy lady on the other end of the line apologized for the condition of the rug and ordered another one to be delivered right away. And I don’t have to return the damaged one. WHOA. Does that ever happen anymore? They get a huge thumbs up in my book. Assuming the replacement rug is damage-free!

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Well that was a rant and a half.

Want to see some of the pictures I’ve taken with my new camera? Unfortunately, I’m still super green with all the settings, and the winter months give zero light for me to practice outdoor shots when I get home from work…SO- the dogs are my only subjects thus far. I’m ok with that.

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Ah, these guys kill me.

 

Winesday Wednesday

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Oh how I wish I could participate in Winesday Wednesday this week. While in a HOT bubble bath. And eating sushi.

SOON.

And why is it *only* Wednesday? This week (actually, the last few weeks) have felt excruciatingly long because work is pretty much dead right now. I have no fear in telling you that all I do is sit at my desk for 8 hours and play Two Dots/check Instagram/check Twitter/Facebook stalk/pretend to buy things online because we are in the slowest part of our slow season and practically no work is coming in. You get comfortable enough with it, and when an email DOES pop up, it’s like SIGH Why do I have work to do, this SUCKS.

Could be worse. (Like the hole I just found in the crotch of a brand new pair of leggings I bought)

Good news though: Gas is like 75 cents a liter (about $3/gallon); I just earned a Starbucks treat reward; salads aren’t making me gag AS MUCH; and some old guy gave me a bunch of knife stickers in the Safeway parking lot last night. That last one might make more sense to Calgarians who frequent Safeway??

Let’s talk about workouts, shall we? Haha no, we probably shouldn’t. In the verrrrrrry back of my mind, I’m pretty bummed that I can’t continue to do pretty high-intensity workouts that leave me sweaty and wiped out. But most of the time, that thought is blocked with the notion that I am SUPER lucky to have these months (of baby growing) to kind of just take it easy [or as it would be said back home, circa high school years ‘mucho-take-it-eazzzzzzze’]. That said, I’ve been satisfied with days that are only comprised of 30-min at home yoga DVDs, modified-to-THE-MAX T25 workouts, and some circuit/interval workouts I put together myself. I DO miss miss miss the gym because cardio can be super lame at home. Yeah, I know there are tons of options for at-home cardio, but add in the pregnant factor, and jumping jacks and jump rope are pretty much non existent. Hint: they’re pee inducing.

On the rare occasion, I will go to a spin class but I’m seeing those becoming less and less frequent. The last class I went to, the instructor actually got off her bike, stood in front of me, and insisted I get my knees directly over my toes. CLEARLY not possible when I have a human in my stomach and am perched on a seat no wider than my wrist.

Confession: I actually ‘ran’ to the kitchen during one of my rest breaks in a workout TO EAT A DAMN COOKIE.

I’ll be joining a gym once again after the baby is born. THEN I will make every piece of cardio/strength equipment my bitch. I’m looking forward to it. And to squats that don’t trigger potty breaks.

Food. Hmmm, food. Correction: CEREAL. I can’t get enough of it. My weakness, my achilles heel, my love for so many years. (Moment taken to sigh and reminisce over the last few boxes consumed)

Let’s stop talking about food. But first, lemme just say that Starbucks needs to carry a larger inventory of chocolate chip cookies. Do you know how furious I’ve become over the last few weeks when I’ve actually travelled to 4+ locations just to find one? And then it’s usually the last one. You know, the crappy looking one left on the plate that no one wants. But I eat it anyway.

BABY. I think I finally get it now why people get all gushy and social media-whorish when it comes to their pregnancies and children. Sorry for ever bad-mouthing you. (I think the same thing happened to me re:weddings). I mean, I obviously haven’t met the kid yet, but HOLY HELL I have spared no expense in his nursery and am beyond giddy when I go back into his room time after time to take a peak at all the goodies we’ve gotten so far. PS: I am now broke. PPS: I can kiss new Lululemon goodbye for the next 18 years. PPPS: I don’t care, I bought some of the cutest crap to hang on the walls. (That last one is so hormonal sounding. Ugh)

DOGS. Layla is the best, but she is super impressionable and of course mimics a lot of the things Reggie does and some of our habits. Her latest thing has been peeing in the middle of the night (bet you can’t guess who she picked that up from). Reggie is just an idiot. His latest feats: eating a box of Kleenex and my latest and greatest batch of homemade salt scrub. And I can tell he’s not even sorry.

Time for a potty break.

Weekend

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Hi friends. I really need to get better at posting. Meh.

What’s been going on? Same old, same old. We’ve turned into pretty boring folk as of late, and to be honest I kind of love it. Except most of that boring bit is now consumed with home reno type stuff which I could totally do without. I’ll just be really happy when it’s all done!

Friday, I left work early to head to a doctor appointment which yielded several ‘greats’ and ‘everything’s perfect’. RELIEF.

Later in the evening, I had another prenatal massage which was GLORIOUS. I always make sure to book my appointments with the same girl because she is really just so amazing. Either that, or I’ve always landed crappy masseuses in the past. (Is masseuses a word?)

We rounded out the night watching The Judge–>long movie–> then bed.

Saturday, Tyler went out to run errands then spent the rest of the day working on wiring in the basement. I schlepped all over Calgary picking up various baby items and groceries. Woof. We ended up not eating dinner until 8:30pm! Which is really weird for us since we’re senior citizens and generally eat around 5-5:30. ha!

PS: babies are expensive.

Really expensive.

Please send baby items.

I’m not joking.

Sunday was fun! Well, as fun as Sundays get when you have to head to work the next day. There was a lot of laundry/cleaning up/etc. And bacon.

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I was in the middle of doing a lower body-intense workout when the Seahawks finally decided to step up their game. Not one to miss the excitement OR my workout, I would up doing a few hundred lunges around the kitchen island.

Now you’re all caught up. Perhaps I’ll check in tomorrow and be a bit more witty.

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