Happy Weekend All! It's the last weekend of February if you can believe it. Where did the month go? I am glad to see February go though, bring on the warm weather!!
I went for a quick 30 minute run today at the gym but at a slower pace. I find that doing timed workouts as opposed to distance workouts are better for me and I end up going a lot further and I am less tired at the end. So today I ran 5.25km which is about half way to my 10km! (Nothing to do with Bon Jovi--just thought I was being funny) I am tres excited!! I can't believe I am actually doing this. It makes me happy to know I will be running with some of my closest friends. It will be a great accomplishment we can say we did together.
Tomorrow Katrina, Eric and I are taking my parents to go see the Johnny Cash tribute show happening at the Panasonic Theatre downtown. I am looking forward to it! It seems like a really good show and the lady I was speaking with at work yesterday told me at the end, the actor who plays Cash comes out to the audience to take pictures and answer questions. Hopefully it will be a nice little afternoon for the family.
I am going through Beau withdrawl. That little guy has his paw imprinted on my heart!! He just makes me so happy inside!! Shannon and I were joking around about getting a dog for the condo...I mean who doesn't like being tackled by a sweet little puppy when you get home from work? I feel so loved!! The only downside is they are a lot of work and need constant attention. I would feel way too guilty leaving him alone, and I am rarely home so maybe not such a good idea :P
The Oscars are on this weekend and two of my favourite stars are the hosts: James Franco and Anne Hathaway!! I think they are both just lovely and I think they will have a good chemistry for the show. I can't wait to watch the red carpet and check out all the nominees and winners.
Who do you think is going to win big this year?!
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
New Season: New Layout!
It's almost spring time so I decided to brighten things up with a new blog template. I am tired of the drabby black...time for colour and fun!! Goodbye winter, hello spring!!
Hopefully the temperatures begin to rise soon. Wireton Willy would never lie to us! He said it was going to be an early spring this year, and I believe him.
Speaking of brightening things up, I am getting some highlights in my hair next week. I am bored of the super dark locks. I am not going as blonde as I normally do because I want to keep it healthy and natural looking. I will probably keep it to a nice warm golden brown. I am embracing the brown because I feel like I have spent a good portion of my teens and early twenties as a blonde! Don't get me wrong, I love being blonde, but I am a true brunette so I want to showcase my natural roots for a bit.
I have been sifting through hair pictures online, trying to find the perfect shade but I am so indeceisive. Above are a few of the ideas I like.
So come on winter, get on out of here! I have had just about enough. I want to run in the fresh air, add shimmery highlights to my hair and stuff away my bulky coat. Oh and get rid of this nasty sore throat!!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Paranoid Android
Oh happy Tuesday! Hurray for 4 day work weeks.
Yesterday was Family Day but I didn't do much with the fam. Shannon, Eric and I went out for dinner at Moxie's and we are like our own little family I like to think :)
The work day flew by as I was very busy since I was off on vacation last week. I like being busy, it keeps my mind off other things...like worrying! As most of you know I am a big worrier. I worry about the little things and over analyze everything. I am probably what you would call paranoid. What do I worry about mostly? I would have to say health and safety. I always think something bad is going to happen or chatastrophe strikes everytime I go to the doctor's office.
A good example of this unnecessary paranoia was today during my french class when I got a phone call from my doctor's office about my blood and urine sample from last week.
They simple requested I come and redo the urine test but failed to explain why. And what do you think my mind is thinking at this point: I have a disease. I am uncurable. I am going to die. To be honest I am still a little worried.
I am currently reading a book about worry and how to control it, it is called The Worry Cure.
I am almost half way in and it has some good insights. It explains how worriers always assume the worst case scenario possible as a method to try and prevent things from happening. Sounds kind of messed up doesn't it? But as I read more and more, I realize how much I relate.
Worriers always need to be certain about things. If they are not certain, then they worry until they are 100% positive everything will be okay. They see negative outcomes as the only possible outcome and reject any possible answers except for negative ones.
So after the call from the doctor I thought about it and figured I was worrying just the way the book had described. There is always a possibility that something is wrong with me, but there is also a possibility something is not. It is possible the sample was not good enough or not large enough. But my mind will not accept those possibilities because they are positive or neutral. I will only accept the worst and most negative answer. And that way I can find ways to prepare for devastation, fear and pain.
So I have decided to write about my worry as a way to help me try to control it. This way, when I read it outloud I can actually see how unreasonable I am being and not jump to any conclusions without getting hard facts.
So for those of you for reading, thanks for being a source of help. It means more than you know.
Yesterday was Family Day but I didn't do much with the fam. Shannon, Eric and I went out for dinner at Moxie's and we are like our own little family I like to think :)
The work day flew by as I was very busy since I was off on vacation last week. I like being busy, it keeps my mind off other things...like worrying! As most of you know I am a big worrier. I worry about the little things and over analyze everything. I am probably what you would call paranoid. What do I worry about mostly? I would have to say health and safety. I always think something bad is going to happen or chatastrophe strikes everytime I go to the doctor's office.
A good example of this unnecessary paranoia was today during my french class when I got a phone call from my doctor's office about my blood and urine sample from last week.
They simple requested I come and redo the urine test but failed to explain why. And what do you think my mind is thinking at this point: I have a disease. I am uncurable. I am going to die. To be honest I am still a little worried.
I am currently reading a book about worry and how to control it, it is called The Worry Cure.
I am almost half way in and it has some good insights. It explains how worriers always assume the worst case scenario possible as a method to try and prevent things from happening. Sounds kind of messed up doesn't it? But as I read more and more, I realize how much I relate.
Worriers always need to be certain about things. If they are not certain, then they worry until they are 100% positive everything will be okay. They see negative outcomes as the only possible outcome and reject any possible answers except for negative ones.
So after the call from the doctor I thought about it and figured I was worrying just the way the book had described. There is always a possibility that something is wrong with me, but there is also a possibility something is not. It is possible the sample was not good enough or not large enough. But my mind will not accept those possibilities because they are positive or neutral. I will only accept the worst and most negative answer. And that way I can find ways to prepare for devastation, fear and pain.
So I have decided to write about my worry as a way to help me try to control it. This way, when I read it outloud I can actually see how unreasonable I am being and not jump to any conclusions without getting hard facts.
So for those of you for reading, thanks for being a source of help. It means more than you know.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Dog Sitting Day 1: Being Bossed Around
It's my first official day of dogsitting while Mom and Dad are gone away on their cruise, and so far so good, except for the fact that I can't seem to say no to this little dog. What's a girl to do when those soft doe like eyes peer up at you when you are eating, or when those tiny paws scratch the edge of your bed?! You can't say no! My name is Natasha and I am a sucker for puppies.
It's like that episode of How I Met Your Mother when Lily and Marshall have the teacup pig and Lily has to practice saying "No" on the teacup pig for when she has to say it to her old ex boyfriend at work. Almost the same scenario!! Like last night for example, I went to bed at around midnight but was woken up at 1:35am to little Beau yelping at me from the bottom of the bed. I get up to see what he wants, his big beady eyes staring at me while he makes a motion for me to follow him to the family room. At first I think he just wants to play and I am in no mood for games. I follow him to the couch where he motions for me to lift him onto the couch, and I obediently follow his order. Then I lie down on the couch, showing him my lack of energy while he snuggles up beside me. I guess he just wanted a change of scenery? And so I ended up ditching my big comfy bed with fluffy pillows for a cold, stiff leather couch. Needless to say, my bed for the night was dictated by a 20lb West Highland Terrier. I wonder what bed he will pick for me tonight? The basement couch? Let's hope not, Beau.
It's like that episode of How I Met Your Mother when Lily and Marshall have the teacup pig and Lily has to practice saying "No" on the teacup pig for when she has to say it to her old ex boyfriend at work. Almost the same scenario!! Like last night for example, I went to bed at around midnight but was woken up at 1:35am to little Beau yelping at me from the bottom of the bed. I get up to see what he wants, his big beady eyes staring at me while he makes a motion for me to follow him to the family room. At first I think he just wants to play and I am in no mood for games. I follow him to the couch where he motions for me to lift him onto the couch, and I obediently follow his order. Then I lie down on the couch, showing him my lack of energy while he snuggles up beside me. I guess he just wanted a change of scenery? And so I ended up ditching my big comfy bed with fluffy pillows for a cold, stiff leather couch. Needless to say, my bed for the night was dictated by a 20lb West Highland Terrier. I wonder what bed he will pick for me tonight? The basement couch? Let's hope not, Beau.
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