What I’m Wearing Lately

12 Jun

Alternate Title: The one where I give in and post a bunch of selfies of what I’m wearing. A few weeks ago, I photographed everything I wore during the work week just to see if I was rotating my clothes regularly. I found out I tend to wear the same thing over and over again while other pieces languish unworn in the closet. Here’s what I wore to work from May 27th till May 30th:

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Tuesday

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Wednesday

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Thursday

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Friday

And that Friday, I went shopping and tried on this lovely dress:

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I didn’t buy it though. It was was too tight and too expensive!

Weekend Highlights

10 Jun

My laptop battery is currently at 25% which means I need to finish this post before it dies* because I’m just too lazy to go get my charger. So to make it faster, I’m doing weekend highlights, bullet-style.

  • I had a doctor’s appointment Friday afternoon which got cancelled at the last minute. That cleared my agenda for reading on my couch. J had to work late so I just ate leftovers and watched Netflix that night.
  • Saturday morning was the usual, except no brunch because I was going to a cookout/going away party later that day so I was saving room for that feast. The food was delicious and I tried some yummy cocktails.
  • On Sunday, we went to church, ate at our favorite Mexican place and then went to see The Fault in Our Stars. Yeah, I hadn’t cried that much at the movies since Titanic came out when I was in the 8th grade. While it was no surprise that I was probably going to shed a tear or two, I was really surprised at how much the film moved me considering the book hadn’t that same effect. Don’t get me wrong I enjoyed the book pretty well, but for some reason the movie was a bigger cry-fest for me. I would say don’t watch this movie if you are clinically depressed or if any of your relatives has cancer.
  • We had planned to go on a walk/run Sunday evening, but I backed out at the last minute. J went by himself but made it a short one. I decided, instead to do this strength circuit for arms that I found online while listening to trashy pop music on Pandora. It made my arms feel like jello. They’re still pretty sore actually.
  • Finally some photographic evidence because you know one of the rules of blogging is pictures or it didn’t happen. 

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* I apologize in advance for any typos as I am not planning to proof-read this post.

Living Abroad

9 Jun

You might think that when a person moves to another country they have a million stories to tell. And I think it’s true because I think I could write a 10 page essay with all the things that have happened to me while I’ve been here. I’m not going to write a 10 page essay here, though. I’m too lazy for that.

I certainly don’t want to give people the impression that during my time here it has all been bad. Wonderful things have happened. But living away from home has been harder than I thought. It’s not just the being homesick part, even though that is one of the worst parts. There are so many major differences between the American system and the Colombian one. I suppose if an American decides to suddenly start living in Colombia, they would encounter the same problems I have encountered.

It was so difficult getting used to everything. Starting with transportation. Here, at least in NC, you must have a car. Not having a car is like not having feet. You can’t get anywhere without a car. To be able to purchase a car, you must have a driver’s licence too. And trust me, getting a licence here is NOT like getting a licence in Barranquilla. It’s almost like they give them away in Barranquilla. Leaving my house on a random Sunday afternoon to watch a movie at the mall was no big deal. I could either walk 10 minutes or take a taxi and be there in 5.

When I first moved to the US, I was living in a very rural area of NC. Don’t get me wrong where I live now is no metropolis, but at least I can get to the nearest Walmart or drugstore  in 5-10 minutes instead of the 40 mins I had to drive before. Still, that is light years away from my life in Barranquilla.

Transportation was not the only issue. Food was also a concern, at least at the beginning. Everything tasted weird and after I ate, without fail, my stomach would start grumbling like crazy. There were many things that I didn’t like from the start like collard greens, kale, or sweet potatoes.  Eventually, I developed a taste for the food and I truly learned to enjoy it. Cultural differences were also an issue at first. Silly things mostly. Like I would say something serious to a group of people and they would laugh as if I had made a joke. Or things that people said that were meant to make me laugh and I didn’t get at all. With time I have come to understand that there are aspect of one’s culture that simply cannot be explained.

I guess there is really no point for me to be writing about this other than to say, it takes time. It takes time to get settled in a new life when you are living abroad.

Facts for Friday

6 Jun

Yay for alliteration!

1) I’m really excited because we are going to watch “The Fault in Our Stars” this weekend. Before I read the book, everyone warned me that it would make me cry. Surprisingly, it didn’t. Yes, it was very sweet and sad story, but it didn’t move me to tears. I specially liked the dialogue in the book. It sounded much too grown-up like for a young adult book. I’m not saying teenagers are unable of having intelligent conversations but I was a teenager too, not that long ago, and I’ve worked with them for a long time and trust me when I say, most kids that age do not see life that way or have such deep discussions.

2) This week I fell off the exercise wagon. Monday started with a great Zumba class but it all went downhill from there. I blame (partly) PMS for this. I had a horrible migraine on Tuesday and cramps on Wednesday and Thursday. Today I was just being lazy. But tomorrow is Saturday, so that means more zumba and maybe some strength training. And then Sunday, a walk/run. I hope to do better next week!

3) We are taking a big trip this summer! And it’s going to be awesome! I don’t want to say anymore just in case someone in my family sees this and decides to use Google Translate. We are both counting the days! I know it will be memorable so I will take eleventy billion pictures and hopefully I won’t be so lazy not to blog about it all when I come back. I know we will make wonderful memories that I want to remember in detail.

4) One more week (and a day) to be done with school. Having summers off work has really spoiled me. I can’t fathom working over the summer now. I know I probably sound insufferable saying that but it is the truth. I was thinking the other day about my job in Colombia. When I was there, I was worked Saturdays, sometimes until 6 PM, and I taught summer courses during vacation time. I loved while I was doing it but now that I know the joy that it is to have two months off and both Saturday and Sunday off every week, I don’t think I can ever go back.

 

 

Photo Dump

5 Jun

Yeah, life always happens when I’m trying to blog. Just one more week until school is out. Freedom, I can almost taste it.

In the meantime, a photo dump.

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Hiking is becoming our Sunday ritual

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Yay for cheap pharmacy make-up that looks like high-end stuff

 

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His and hers reading material

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My make-shift standing desk

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Date night!

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Mexican food! Yum!

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Another Sunday ritual? Fro-yo after hiking

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Mint Juleps

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Audiobooks make me hate my commute a bit less

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My cell phone covers fools everyone

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My Alma Mater

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Snack time!

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I had just gone to get bread

Just A Little Rant

3 Jun

I have been an emotional mess these past few days. I have all the feelings right now and it sucks because I honestly cannot do anything about it.  While I’m normally a very relaxed and easy-going person, I can’t handle stress when I’m this emotional and I tend to blow things out of proportion.

I  remember this one time when I was still working on my thesis, and I was having a really rough week. One particularly bad day that week I had to work late and I was freaking out about it. To make me feel better, my husband offered to take care of dinner that night. Instead of thanking him, I actually told him not to do it because I didn’t want him to make a mess in the kitchen, and because I didn’t want to deal with it.  How grateful I am! I did apologize afterwards. After dinner, I went upstairs and took a shower. Then I moped around feeling miserable. I pretty much bawled my eyes out until I fell asleep. Living with me is a joy, I know!

Now, everyone who knows me can attest to how sensitive I can be. My mom tells this story of the one time when I was in Kindergarten and my teacher sort of complained about how I would cry when other kids pushed me or were aggressive to me. As an adult, I tend to blame that aspect of my personality on my hormones, but I feel like that it is a cop-out. Or at least it should be. While it’s true that women tend to be more emotional than men (and it is largely due to our monthly hormonal fluctuation), it shouldn’t mean that we get to act like raging lunatics or depressed psychos and everyone has to deal with it.  This is why some people don’t take women seriously.

Every time I start acting that way–moody and touchy for no particular reason, I feel like a giant walking cliché. I’ve been making an effort not to let my emotions control me when Aunt Flo is about to come visit or whenever I am having a bad day. I should just eat a piece of chocolate, drink a glass of wine and watch a chick flick.

Which is exactly what I did tonight.

The Weekender

2 Jun

Day 2! Yay!

I’ve already started cheating because I am so going to be recapping my weekends for Mondays’ posts.

I used to write recaps of my weekends when I first started this blog in 2009 (five years ago! what?). It was fun whenever I had plans to go out or do something interesting over the weekend, but let’s face it no one has weekends full of entertainment all the time. Guess what? Lazy weekends spent doing mundane things or nothing consequential at all are equally enjoyable!

Friday, I had grand plans…to clean Yeah that totally didn’t happen. This lady I know from work told me once she liked to clean her house on Thursdays/Fridays so she had the weekend off. So I thought I would tackle all my cleaning Friday evening. However, as soon as I got home from work, I heard the call of the Sirens of the Land of Netflix. So I just sat on the couch and watched TV. I know, amazing!

Saturday started with the usual: Zumba at 8 AM, hearty breakfast afterwards. Then, I went on a cleaning spree and by 1:45 PM, my house was sparkling clean and smelling of lavender and orange blossoms. Yay! Then, we went out to this kind-of new, let’s call it “Suburban Shopping Center”, that is very close to my house. It’s got a pharmacy, a fancy grocery store, a Starbucks, a hair salon, a restaurant, a wine shop, an art studio and a nail salon. Very interesting combination of shops, very North Carolina. Oh, and they do free concerts in the parking lot over the summer. We got Chinese food, and then bought flowers and wine.  Once we were back home, we proceeded to watch movies. We saw Machete Kills (so ridiculous) and Odd Thomas (surprisingly decent; gave me nightmares though). I made a delicious dinner of garlic lemon parmesan cod and herbed new potatoes.

Sunday was pretty uneventful. We went grocery shopping and hung out with our neighbors for a bit. We went for a walk/run in the evening. The highlight of our workout was that I was able to do six (SIX!) push-ups in a row. And they were not girl push-ups! For reference, a few months ago, I was able to do zero push-ups in a row. I also got a haircut on Sunday, over which I had a freakout right before bed last night. I kind of hate the way my hair looks right now.

So that was the weekend. I’m sure whoever is reading this most likely cannot contain the thrill of having reading about my stupid weekend. But hey, I decided to subject  myself to this torture of writing everyday so I just have to suck it up! I vow to take tons of pictures next time to go with my monotonous weekend recap.