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Beach Bound

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This whole jet stream phenomenon has got me shivering  in my boots, so I resorted to listening to Jimmy Buffett radio on Pandora today. I sat back in my chair at work, and got to formatting some presentations, and along the way (somewhere between “Coast of Carolina” and “One Particular Harbor”), I was inspired to start a travel segment on my other blog.

Did I mention that I won a trip to St. Maarten at work?

Well, I did. I’m that cool.

Actually, I worked pretty hard to earn the award that won me the trip — I was nominated by my co-workers and superiors, and apparently I got the most amount of nominations. I was flattered, and now I’m super excited to be spending five sun-soaked days in the Caribbean this February. I’m already day-dreaming about what to pack.

Anyway, the thing is…I don’t really know much about St. Maarten. People are all like, “Are you staying on the French side or the Dutch side?” And I have no clue, so I’m like, “Um, right near the border. Yeah!” (It appears, I wasn’t lying either. After some research, it looks like I really am staying right near the border…on the Dutch side.)

So, I’ve decided to start learning a little about St. Maarten before I go. And I figured what better time than to start a little travel segment on The Coastal Chicster. There’s not much “coastal” going on over there, and this is the perfect opportunity to delve into some topics other than my closet. I think I’d like to kick it off after the new year and do a six-week series on St. Maarten with one post about the island each week. Then I can keep going for a few weeks after that about my trip.

So, yeah. That’s the plan. If nothing else, it’s a plan that’s much more feasible than setting up a beach chair, an umbrella and a space heater at my desk in order to lean back and format presentations in my sunglasses while listening to the sound of relaxing ocean waves on Pandora. Much more feasible. Plus, I’m looking forward to writing some new material.

Stay warm!

Photo courtesy of Wikepedia.

This crazy trip has got me feelin’: worldly
And I’m singin’ along to: Boat Drinks – Jimmy Buffett

Probably not what you’ve been waiting for all this time, but…

By food, kona the kitty, not ruling at life, the coastal chicster One Comment

I’ve been meaning to update the LJ for quite some time, but I’ve also been working on another project – a new blog! Don’t worry, the LJ isn’t going anywhere. I just needed a blog to encourage me to write about subjects other than the random ridiculous events that make up my life. Apparently those events haven’t been motivating me to write here very much anyway. Besides, now that I’ve started the new blog, I’m determined to keep the old one going, too!

The new blog is called The Coastal Chicster. Please feel free to check it out, and let me know what you think. In the meantime, on to my post that definitely does not belong in the new blog…because there is nothing chic about it. (Hey, just because I started a chic blog, doesn’t mean I’m there yet.)

I woke up feeling kind of under the weather and moody today, what with all the clouds and things being so slow at work this week. My head was pounding, I was bloated and I overslept, so I was running late. I had no time to choose any sort of decent-looking outfit, and I raced out the door, forgetting to take the trash out. At least I remembered to grab the Midol, I thought. Although,  when I got to work and pulled it out of my purse, I noticed the Midol expired in 2007. So that didn’t really work out.

I decided to get a pedicure and an eyebrow wax at lunch. (Wait, maybe there is something chic about this day after all.) I was also having some serious McDonald’s cravings, so I ordered a 10-piece Chicken McNuggets, a medium fries, one cheeseburger with no pickles, and a medium Diet Coke. I am now officially playing McDonald’s Monopoly, so if you have any game pieces you don’t need, please feel free to send them along. Needless to say, I was so stuffed, I wasn’t even able to finish all that food, and most of it ended up in the trash. And I felt worse. I don’t even know what I was thinking – I usually just get a little Happy Meal.

Even so, I tried to make myself feel better after dinner. I deep-conditioned my hair, gave myself a facial, trimmed my bangs, and even blow-dried this massive amount of hair on my head. I look like a million bucks, but I still feel kind of gross. My allergies are kicking my ass today, for sure.

Oh yeah. I forgot to mention that my cat accidentally had explosive, farty diarrhea on my freaking carpet. I love when that happens. Cleaning poop is my fave.

I should have gone to bed at 6:30.