Thursday, May 31, 2007

30 days

I drank this past weekend. And a couple drinks at a wedding earlier this month... blah... I know, I know... it goes back on all things not drinking. BUT (yes, there always is a but); I do believe my drinking was controlled AND yesterday, at our softball game, I did not partake in the beer that was available. This whole exercise has evolved into more of being able to control the amount of alcohol in my life, and not just drink, to drink. I HAVE upgraded on the food that I'm eating (lots more fish, fruits and veggies) and upped my water intake. I'm doing well so far, we'll see how I do in the month of June.

To leave you all for this month of May, here is a sample of a bit of my life at my job working with Big Brother:



International Conference Calls

Thursday, May 17, 2007

3BT

It's been a while since I posted a 3BT, I figure it's time for one:

1) My mom. I talk to her at least 3 times a day and each time is something to remember.
2) The amount of greenery I notice here in the city.
3) A very large ship pulling into the pier, I like big boats.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Gripes, promotions, and omens

Boo. - Imitation is apparently the greatest form of flattery. I find it annoying. Be yourself, I'm not that spectacular of a person, but I am me. Don't be me. Be you.

Yay! - Good luck to my
friend. She's running in a marathon! Go Chai!

Omen? - I was walking to my office this morning from the BART station and got nailed in the head by a bird. It was flying low, and like swooped my head, but no "presents." I've heard that if a bird shits on you, then it's good luck, but never heard anything about a bird bumping into your head. I've been looking on the Internet for this and couldn't find anything. I asked my Ma, she recommended that I wash my hair this evening, but since it wasn't a crow, I don't have anything to worry about. It is times like this I wish
Mamama was around. She'd know what it all meant. Any ideas?

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Prohibition 2007 update

I've been on the alcohol fast for about 9 days and in those 9 days were the following:
1) Two work events
2) Visit home to see the Ma who is an intense wino
3) Birthday celebration

It was hard not to drink, not that I felt a biological desire towards it, but more so it was "the thing to do." I've constantly read about how much alcohol is a social lubrication, but I didn't understand it till I started my alcohol fast. Few things I've noticed:

1) If you say no to alcohol (beer, wine, etc.), it almost immediately is followed by, "Oh really? Why?" as if you had told someone you decided to stop breathing.
2) Not drinking also elicits one of two questions: "Are you pregnant?" and/or "Oh, so... did you have a problem...?" - NO and no.
3) Once you stop drinking, most social scenes are reminiscent of this time: think back to elementary school where all the cool girls have the new pair of leather boots and you're still wearing your snow boots from 2 years ago.
4) People usually only ask if an individual if they are driving after they've had about 3-4 and are clearly, happy ... hmmm.
5) And, if you aren't drinking, your friends/acquaintences/conversation members all feel the need to announce it to the new people entering your circle even if the present conversation was regarding something banal such as Bay area geography. "What is the name of the "Crooked Street?" "It is ... (new person entering conversation)... Hi! By the way, ______ is not drinking tonight... Lombard. The Real Worlders lived in a house on Lombard."

Another succesful week. Hope everyone is having a good one.

Stay strong and sing in the shower.

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Happy Birthday!


I'm a sucker for birthdays and will celebrate them to no end. So... here's my birthday post to you.

Happy Birthday!

And yes, you can leave early today. :)



Tuesday, May 1, 2007

If not for health, then for vanity...


I've recently been inspired by a good friend.

The alcohol ingesting has reached its peak. To the point where clothes are starting to not fit and I am feeling sluggish and gross most of the time. This hasn't happened since college and I had made a promise to myself not to go back. And slowly, the isht creeped up on me.

So, my pledge - No more alcohol; work out at least 3 days a week and eat fish twice a week (the last two are health pledges, but work in my favor for vanity).

I didn't put an "end" date on the alcohol drought, I'm hoping that once I get into the groove it, it won't matter and I'll be back to my former self that would nurse a beer every 20 days and be happy; instead of downing 3-4 on a random Sunday evening with dinner.

As my
friend did, I'll post updates on my progress.

So my fellow readers, who wants to join me?