Thursday, November 29, 2007

The fog is lifting...

at least in my wardrobe dilemma. I managed to dress into a pencil skirt, pink shell and black cardigan with peep toe heels this morning in five minutes flat. I'm pretty proud of myself. I may not be warm, but I'm dressed and don't look half bad. The fog in my head remains, but I can live with it for now.

On another, but somewhat related note, I turned on the lighting of the Rockefeller Center tree in New York City last night to watch the performances and of course the tree lighting. I was thinking that just a year ago at this time I was in the big apple! I need to go back. Fashion is something that has been increasingly intriguing to me even though I can't pull together five decent winter time business casual outfits. Ho hum. Anyway, I loved the jacket Natasha Bedingfield wore during her performance. I'm really into jackets right now. The picture doesn't do it justice, but I love the big offset buttons.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

The kitchen monitor prevails


These signs were recently posted in the kitchen of the building where I work on a University campus. They are so angry I found it hilarious. Seriously, I use the microwave in the kitchen a few times a week and the most I've ever seen sitting and "soaking" in the sink is maybe four dishes. It's not like they sit there for a week and take up the whole sink. And no, I do not leave things to soak because I realize my mama does not live or work here. Whoever is leaving these notes is just taking dirty dishes a little TOO seriously. I'll definitely be passing these on to Passive Aggressive Notes.

A state of confusion

Do you ever have one of those days when you're just confused? I have the unfortunate luck of being fairly indecisive. So, last night around 9 pm when I started trying to pack my gym bag for the morning I stared at my closet for a good 45 minutes. Finally, tired and no longer caring I just pulled a few sweaters and decided I would pick one at the gym after I had sweated and showered.

So, when I turned off my alarm at 6am after a long night of confusing dreams, I shoved my contacts in, ate cereal and reassessed today's outfit. Although I had already selected two ugly sweaters to choose from and a pair of black pants, I still wasn't happy. I stood there staring at the closet for another 15 minutes before deciding it was now too late to go to the gym to work out and I would just have to settle with going on a short walk and doing my run later tonight. After the walk, stretching and watching a little of the Today show (which I never do), I had to scramble to get ready.


For another 15 minutes I switched sweaters and camis around until I was somewhat satisfied. I ended up going with my original (but a bit cold for this 33 deg. weather) choice, my short silver bubble sleeve INC sweater and my cropped black INC pants (which still need hemmed and such) with my Franco Sarto leather flats. To add a little warmth I put on a scarf and wool coat and was FINALLY dressed at 8am. I'm dressed and at work, but I'm not pleased. My head and my room are now in a state of confusion and I'm just not sure when I'll come out of it. And to top it all off, it's becoming obvious that I need more winter clothing for work and I'm not sure which money tree that will be coming from at this time of year. UGH.

Here's to a happy Wednesday! I hope yours started out better than mine.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Giving thanks


Over the last few weeks I've been reminded that this is the time when we remember what we are thankful for in our lives. This Thanksgiving I am thankful for...

1. a healthy, happy family
2. high school friends who never let you down
3. the holiday season, which brings Christmas tree lightings, free music and refreshments to the community
4. Borders and its warm, comfy reading and journaling atmosphere
5. a fun group of friends who happen to also love running
6. a good job, roof over my head, and my health
7. holiday parties

What things are you thankful for this time of year?

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Dating woes

To me, dating is like a foreign language. It's something I desperately want to learn, but feel I don't have the necessary tools to succeed.

Some people do it with such ease, dating almost with reckless abandon for which I am in awe of. It is something I feel truly unable to do but feel mesmerized by some peoples' ability to open themselves to new situations, unfamiliar faces, and ultimately to the possibility of being vulernable. I vicariously live through the dating woes of Mike Cherico and other bloggers and friends to make up for the gutts I can't seem to find. In some brief moments I find these people inspiring, thinking "I could just try that for a month..." But who am I kidding? Chatting up the cute grocery checker or smiling at the hottie in the gym is just about my limit. So for now, I'll keep pondering the idea of stepping out of my comfort zone.

And flirting? Don't think so. I don't even know what one would do to flirt. I'm lame. So sue me. I have this hope that when the universe is ready to bring me a relationship, it will happen...naturally. I shouldn't have to chat up the guy across the bar while flipping my hair and thinking of something witty to say. It should just happen. And beyond being guttless and unable to flirt, I have the slight problem of being pretty darn picky. I have high standards that I'm not willing to compromise and therefore am unable to "settle for anything less than everything," as the song goes.

And sometimes I wonder, "Am I simply destined to be alone?" Perhaps the universe and I just don't get along on all subjects.

So, my question is: Where do you begin when you feel totally lost?

Monday, November 19, 2007

Heisman Hopeful no more


Saturday morning I set out to walk down to the river to watch some of the runners in the EWEB race. On the way back I stopped by Starbucks for a tall soy cinnamon dolce latte. As I was about to leave I picked up the sports section from The Register-Guard. I stood in shock reading the article declaring to the world that Dennis Dixon was out...for good. He will be no part of the lineup in the next two games or even the bowl game thanks to a torn ACL. An ACL that was in fact torn on November 3, a detail he chose to keep private from the public and even his own teammates and announce as a sprain. He then tried to play on it, brace and all, last Thursday against Arizona. With one unfortunate pivot, he was unable to play for nearly the entire game at which point a mediocre at best, second string quarterback, Brady Leaf was brought in. An intercepted pass run for a touchdown by Arizona proved to be just the beginning of a sad loss we shouldn't have had to endure.

For just a few short minutes this devoted fan stood there in her own little fuzzy bubble unable to fathom the fact that Dennis Dixon, the #1 Heisman candidate, had finished his college career. Granted, if his knee heals perfectly after the surgery, he may have some hope for the NFL, but who really knows at this point. I just stood there trying not to cry. As an athlete and someone with a true passion for athletics, I know what this must feel like and mean to Dixon. My heart breaks for him and an entire team that had National Championship dreams.

My frustration with the article, the media and the sports world's attitude in general is that they treat the injury as though he's died. Yes, he's out for the season, but it doesn't mean he is not a good football player, person, athlete or student. The article mentioned as many others have, that he's no longer a Heisman candidate. If you ask me, he still deserves to be in the running. With just two season games and a bowl game left in his senior year, he's hardly unable to prove what a great football player he is. But with the fear our society has of anyone or anything that is damaged, injured or imperfect, he has no chance. Dennis Dixon is Heisman Hopeful no more.

Dixon, my heart aches for you. Thanks for a great four years. Your smile, tenacity, athleticism and leadership have inspired beyond just those on the astro turf. Go DUCKS!

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

The much anticipated...

8 Things I'm Passionate About

Life
Friends
Family
Saying what I'm thinking
Standing up for what I believe in
Working out
Photography
Being successful

8 Things I Want To Do Before I Die

Qualify and run the Boston Marathon (I just have to cut 9 min off my marathon PR)
Move and live in another state (for at least a year or two)
Travel to Africa
Learn to speak Spanish fluently
Find the man of my dreams
Have babies
Live on the same street with my friends (Thanks for reminding me T)
Believe in myself

8 Things I Say Often

"Hey, what's up?"
"Nothing."
"Alumni Association, this is Lauren."
"I'm just leaving run club/the gym."
"What an idiot."
"Are you serious?"
"Go Ducks!"
"Hahahaha (insert LP cackle here)."

8 Books I've read recently

Be Happy at Work: 100 Women who Love their Jobs, and Why
French Women Don't Get Fat
Confessions of a Shopaholic
Shopaholic Meets Manhattan
Shopaholic Ties the Knot
Into the Wild
Glamour (I know, I just can't think of any other BOOKS I've read recently)
Runner's World

7 Songs That I Could Listen to Over and Over

"Bubbly" by Colbie Caillet
"Home" by Michael Buble
"Tiny Dancer" by Elton John
"Amazing Grace" by Chris Tomlin
"Irreplaceable" by Beyonce
"Don't Take the Girl" and pretty much everything by Tim McGraw
"Wasted" by Carrie Underwood

8 Things That Attract Me to my Best Friends

Ability to make me laugh
Honesty
Integrity
An appreciation for sarcasm
Hard working
Reliable
Unique in their own way
Willing to get crazy once in a while

5 Things I Have Learned This Past Year

Eugene is not as bad as I once thought
I'd like to figure out how to take myself a little less seriously
I want my job to be a reflection of who I am
I'm more creative than I give myself credit for
Organization will make you feel less stressed

Now, repost on your own blog and tell us all about your fabulous self! It's fun and a good learning experience.

Monday, November 12, 2007

People watching made easy

While the streets of SF provide for a wide array of Glamour fashion DON'Ts, the Oakland Airport provided us with quite possibly the most hideous outfit of the weekend. Who knew the peasant, mouse look was in style? Not me! And don't even get me started on that floor length prairie skirt or the knee high slippers/moccasins. To get your very own knitted stocking cap fully equipped with mouse ears, please contact...your great Aunt Mildred?? Enlighten me, what awful Fashion DON'Ts have you seen lately?

Jolyn and I enjoyed our weekend in San Fran visiting Annie, her bf Whit and her roomies Laurie, Matt and Clyde (the basset hound). The highlights included walking around the entire city of San Francisco (twice!), hanging out at Fisherman's Wharf, a night at The Saddle Rack (the nearby cowboy watering hole), wine tasting in Napa and of course laughing about random things. Things such as the 80 year old man who danced with our group, the guy who paid the old man $5 to cut in and dance with me, the bum with dreadlocks 30 years in progress and Whit being our all-knowing wine connoisseur...just to name a few.

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Weekend in SF!

I'm off for a fun weekend of hanging out with high school friends in the big city of San Francisco. Jolyn and I are heading down to visit Annie who works at an accounting firm in the city and her bf and roommates. I'm getting so excited! I love traveling and seeing friends. I'm not sure there is anything better.

One of my favorite parts of traveling is the whole experience of flying. Some people I know hate airports. I however, love flying and the people watching that ensues in the airport while you're pretending to read a mag and drink your Starbucks. Jolyn and I will surely be making fun of other innocent travelers on our journey. So for those of you also travelling, look out!

Here Annie and I are last fall when I came down to visit when Oregon played Cal. We went out to lunch in the city at Samovar Tea Lounge that made amazing food to boot right near the MLK Jr Memorial and gardens.

Monday, November 5, 2007

How about them Ducks, eh?


Saturday was pretty much perfect. ESPN Game Day was back in Eugene for the second time for the match up between the ASU Sun Devils and the Oregon Ducks. I was up at 6 am to get all Ducked out and layered for a foggy, 30-something degree morning. With tea in hand, beanie on head and my huge pillow of a down vest on, I forged the morning with a few friends and a few thousand other die hard fans. The taping lasted from 7 to 9am, with all announcers voting for our Ducks to come out with the W, including Corso who donned the Duck head.

Afterward, we made our way over to The Cooler, the nearest watering hole for breakfast and mimosas. With our order in by 930am and mimosas in hand, we patiently waited for our grub for the next two hours (yes, TWO!) with a sea of other Ducks and Devils. By this point it was time to head over to a friends house for pre-game festivities across the river. So off I went. By 2pm we made our way back to Autzen, grabbed a spiked coffee at a tailgate and headed into the game.

With a 3:45pm game start I was pretty exhausted, but the energy of Autzen always seems to breathe new life into your screaming, cheering, crazy fan self. By half time, my friend Stefanie, her sister Christine and I had were well on our way to losing our voices. The game was pretty amazing. Our Heisman hopeful Dixon was on fire and our Ducks won 35-23. The fans, especially students rushed the field and were jumping up and down around the players for at least 10 minutes. By the time I made it down to the field from the 79th row, the team was gone, but the fans were not. Autzen is a pretty great place to be on game day.

Here I am trying to survive the wrath of Catherine. She decided to tackle me on the field multiple times. Apparently, she forgot she's not a member of the UO football team.

Let me tell you, our world at the UO just got a whole lot crazier. The phones and e-mail are already relentless and we won't even know which bowl we're going to until Dec. 2! Give me a break people.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

What I'm looking for...

Or at least the top 25 things I can think of right now that aren't directly related to my future man's looks. This is in response to "Man Needs Date" AKA Mike Cherico's blog b/c he can't seem to date anyone who's not his type (blondies) and therefore was challenged by readers to list what qualities (besides looks) he'd like to see in his future Mrs. Right. My first five are most important and the rest are in no particular order, other than being paired with their beginning word. I've got to satisfy my type A personality somehow. Some are borrowed from Mike's list. So here goes...

He should:

1. be smart, witty and intelligent
2. make me laugh and have a good sense of humor
3. be open and non judgemental
4. be caring and generous
5. be highly motivated
6. appreciate good food (especially Thai and Italian)
7. be willing to watch a chic flick with me
8. be able to tolerate my affinity for both country and hip hop
9. be spontaneous
10. be confident, but not cocky
11. be honest and trustworthy
12. enjoy sports (playing and watching)
13. enjoy a good wine, beer or coctail
14. enjoy road trips
15. enjoy big cities
16. get along with my family and friends
17. have some fashion sense
18. like to cook
19. like snow sports (or at least be willing to learn)
20. like the outdoors
21. like kids and want a family some day
22. like to cuddle
23. like to travel
24. like to read (books, magazines, blogs, etc)
25. not spend more time getting ready than I do

So, what's on your wish list?