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You think you’re in shape until a 20 year-old pip squeak-personal trainer named Pacha asks you to do some push-ups and you need a break after 5 minutes “To catch your breath,” because all of a sudden the floor looked like it was on the roof.Pacha gave me a concerned look and said, “Sorry, your blood pressure was normal, I thought these exercises would be okay.” Let’s not even discuss the

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I didn't think twice about sending out the following email:Hey Camping Group,This is probably overshare. I hate to bail on people last minute, especially after the car was just booked, but I just checked the monthly calendar. There's no way to say this delicately - I'm going to start hemorrhaging starting on Thursday or Friday. I'd suck it up for anything other than camping. Camping is

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New York City is not the largest city in the United States.That's the only way I can explain how I keep bumping into random people I know in the most random locales, and this happens all the time.Last night saw me leaving the apartment of a friend on the Upper East Side after a movie at Union Square (Up. Loved it.) and dinner at his apartment. He cooked while I sat my lazy bum on his couch with

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I had the urge to blog, but I didn’t have a specific topic in my mind, just a whole jumble of thoughts that were in no way connected, but I thought I would give Blog some love, kind of like it’s a person. Then I reasoned that I’d be on vacation for a whole week without internet access, and I’d better show Blog some love NOW, and then I looked at my sidebar, and January and February only have two

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After being silent for a month on the blogosphere, you get bombarded with the daily minutiae of my life.In the spirit of saving my pennies, and as a revolt against the hemorrhage of last month’s credit card bill (food, although fickle, is quite tasty and at times, expensive), I’ve decided to bring my lunch to work every day. Bringing lunch to work means shopping for groceries. This is something

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Rewind to Monday morning, my alarm clock goes off, I do my usual roll over and the SLAM of the snooze button. In the process of rolling back onto my side, whatever is inside my stomach is doing the shimmy shimmy shake and not in the fun way.My first thought was, "You can't call in sick today; you're going to be "sick" that long weekend in June. Maybe you'll feel better after it's all out of

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I came. I saw. I conquered Bear Mountain.*Yes, folks. I camped. In the wilderness. For two days.And it was utterly amazing.One of the greatest (if not the greatest, and I am not exaggerating) feelings in the world has to be stepping under the hot water after a weekend camping trip and washing away two days worth of bug spray, sunscreen, dirt, smoke smell, and just plain ol’ sweat off your

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Giving up alcohol for Lent wasn't that hard; I thought it was going to be more difficult. After a particularly rough week, I'd crave a glass of wine on Friday evenings but other than that, it was easy to pass on any and all alcohol.What was greatly amusing to me were various people's reactions when I told them I wasn't drinking for Lent.Ned 2: But my taco and tequila party is in the middle of

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Periodically, I fixate on something new. I MUST have a pair of Louboutins, I MUST try a new restaurant before anyone else, or, this week, I MUST do something new to my hair.My forays into hair "experimentation" have been limited to lighter streaks of brown on my dark brown hair. Always very subtle. Generally, always the same layered shoulder length hair. Lately, I look in the mirror and I am

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I’ve been meaning to post something about a certain topic but I couldn’t quite bring myself to write about it. Until now. I figured it was a good a time as any; it might even be slightly cathartic. This afternoon, Seth asked me what I was going to blog about next, and I said, “Probably my recent sweaty tussle with Jonathan (the gym) and my subsequent bloody toes.” I will spare you the gory

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You know you need a vacation when . . .You wake up in the morning and your first thought is, "Is Insomnia a good enough reason to call in sick?"After having been at work for 30 minutes, you think to yourself, "Why do I feel like I'm forgetting something?" And then proceed to realize you have yet to open your work email.Upon opening it and seeing fifteen new messages in your Inbox, you think, "

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Now you guys know the color of my underwear today! Kidding. No, this is not a post about St. Patrick's Day but Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone!You're probably wondering why I'm blogging TWO DAYS IN A ROW? It's quite shocking, I know.There are long lunches, and then there are LONG-ASS lunches. One of my bosses is taking one of the latter so, to stick it to the man, I was like, "Margarita is

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I've had it up to here (Imagine me making a slashy motion across my neck.)Facebook should revert to the days when only college students had access. If one more tree-hugger sends me a Lil' Green Patch request, I will officially lose it and send them a Pro-Fur bumper sticker. I think I successfully blocked the application so that I can't receive more requests, but a new Facebook fad application (

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I have re-discovered Root Beer.And did you know club soda comes in flavors??? It’s amazing what modern technology can do; I’m still not quite sure how they infuse bubbly water with the essence of mandarin orange. And ginger ale? Seriously under-rated. I realize when I talk about beverages on this blog, they are usually (ok, fine, always!) of the alcoholic variety . . . unless they have

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I wasn’t going to blog about this, and then I was, and then I wasn’t. But I guess I am! I told a select few people what I was doing, and the general consensus* seemed to be, “Um . . . let me know how that works out for you.” Also, I’m trusting you, my internet readers and friends, with a deep, dark secret. Shhhh, don’t tell anyone.My admiration for Louboutins has been documented on this blog

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My grand (? Haha.) return should be with something deep and earth-shattering, but since my last blog post was about cheap Louboutins (more on this later), expect to be slightly disappointed. Right before I dropped off the face of Blog Earth, not the literal Earth, because I have still been walking around the streets of New York City and attending work sadly (Work Schmork!) and happily (still

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"10-Hours Only: Your Own Pair of Christian Louboutin's for Only $199."Bluefly knows me well ;)

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I've decided that I'm useless on Mondays. Nothing of significance ever gets done except rote daily tasks that don't require brain cells. Well, maybe brain cells are required, but only two.I went skiing in Sugarbush, Vermont with a group of over twenty people; the trip was organized by my friend Mac. To say it was a blast is an understatement. I knew about 30% of the group, and the rest of

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Oops, fell off the map without warning. Cabo already seems like another lifetime ago. It was fabulous and relaxing and totally necessary for my sanity. It is now 13 degrees outside. 13 degrees Fahrenheit, just so there isn’t any confusion. I told Catchy, and she was like, “It’s 40 below zero here. I have no sympathy for you.” Some part of me thinks she’s certifiable for going to school in

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Welcome back from the holidays!I hate to repeat/focus on one person in my blog, but Catchy is so darn quotable I couldn't resist. She definitely got the quote of the day award.It's important to mention that we had just started drinking sangria while on the couch watching Romeo and Juliet.Me: If I ever have a boy kid, I want to name it Balthazar.Catchy: No way. You can't. I won't allow you.Me:

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The little sis has only been home for two days and I've already received the following texts (I only included the best ones because she is rather prolific in her texting):Catchy: Guess what I've got?Catchy: I totally forgot . . . haha! Too much sangria!Catchy: Mama and I have drank an entire 3/4 of sangria filled vat since yesterday.Catchy: I remember now! We got 4th season of Lost.Catchy:

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During lunch, I ventured to a hole-in-the-wall salon around the corner I've been to a couple times before to get my eyebrows threaded. I happened to look in the mirror last night, and I thought to myself, "Another thing on my To-Do list before I go back to Miami (and Mami's perusal) for Christmas."To enthusiastically plug eyebrow threading, it's less painful than waxing and doesn't make your

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Whew! Very busy weekend. I barely had time to breathe. Besides spending a small fortune on cabs and dropping off tipsy Santas (I highly recommend; If they have one in your city, GO), two very close friends had birthday parties and I did NONE of my Christmas shopping, besides the parentals’ gifts. That doesn’t even really count because I just pointed, clicked and shipped. I may have also made

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Whew! Work has finally chilleaxed a little bit, and no, Praise the Lord, I am NOT going to be fired. People thought I was ludicrous for thinking I might be, but the owner of our company is unpredictable. Maybe he saw me surfing Facebook on the company dime one time too many in the course of a day and thought we could downsize, because I could totally see him firing someone in a pique of rage

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For the record, www.hidemyass.com does NOT shield your IP address, or the COMPANY that you work for, OR the city and state.You know, just in case you wanted to hide for whatever reason.You should say hello . . . it would only be polite. Creeper. Haha.

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