And suddenly it’s Tuesday, February 2nd. On man, I just love it when a new month starts on a Monday. Probably because of the whole new start fresh slate thing times two. Or, perhaps because I love when my budgets start on a Monday. Either or.
Last weekend was a quiet one. A beautiful rainy stay-in-and-don’t-feel-bad kind of weekend. It was glorious. Except I did venture out for a few exceptionally awesome reasons. They are as follows:
As the clocked striked 5pm last Friday I scurried out of work and headed to the cake shop to get a birthday cake for one of my favourite friends, Wasila. I then squeezed the cake onto a very very very crowded subway to head to the balloon store before it closed. And then with a thousand and one balloons, got on the street car to head to the venue early to decorate. I love doing extra special birthday surprises for friends. Who doesn’t love a bouquet of balloons and cake? Exactly.
A huge crowd of friends came out for Wasila (which included a lot of my old running crew!) so it was wonderful to catchup with everyone, but my favourite part of the night was from 2am - 3am when there were four of us sitting in the restaurant when the lights came on talking about everything under the sun. We then wandered through the Distillery District with it all to ourselves as we took photos with the twinkle lights on our way to our cabs/ubers.
(I took an Uber Pool home that night, and had three separate very chatty drunk ladies join me. One girl had just changed jobs and told me the story about how she asked for more money when the new job sent her the contract, and that they gave her what she asked for! I was legit very proud of my drunk female companion. More women need to do that!)
On Saturday morning I slept in, then walked from my bed to my couch and binge watched “Younger.” It’s a light hearted show with Hilary Duff, who holy hell, is so beautiful, how did I not already know this?
At 3pm I met my sister for a manicure and pedicure at Tips Nail Bar on the Danforth. And? Oh man, what an incredibly disappointing experience. The manicure and pedicure was a gift from my sister’s husband. It was supposed to be a relaxing afternoon just the two of us, but, umm yea. I got shellac on my nails and look at it…
The tips of my nails looked AWFUL (see the black?!?!), and the girl who did them just straight up seemed so lazy. She didn’t touch my cuticles and wasn’t very pleasant. She also must have seen the black forming on my tips (no idea what it’s from!), but said nothing. For a $50 manicure, it better be perfect.
I complained. Obviously. Because Younger-Liz wouldn’t have, but Older-Liz doesn’t give a sh*t anymore, and they were nice, and removed it, but after THREE HOURS there, I walked out with no nail polish on my fingers. What a disaster. I’m still really annoyed, because now I have to go back to get it done. And I have to go back alone. And technically they didn’t really really give me anything for it, just not charge me. (Also my pedicure was sub-par.) Would not recommend this place.
On a brighter note, after that incident I took my sister’s dogs down to the lake for a beautiful evening walk while I collected my Fitbit steps.
I ended up eating dinner at their house, and we watched the Iris Apfel documentary on Netflix. I hope I’m that awesome at 93.
On Sunday… if anyone is still even here… because omg, so long(!), I watched 3,002 episodes of Younger thus completing my binge watch. At 3pm in the afternoon I had a solid 200 steps to my name. I was debating what to do with myself (as I needed to head out for a walk) when I got a text from my sister, “want to do something?” Ummmm, YES!
I ended up taking the bus to an Aroma in Leaside where I met Lily, my sister, brother and mom for a spontaneous coffee break. Lily upped her cuteness game as she played with my umbrella.
Ahh jeesh, I love this little lady so much.
Lily and I then did play shopping in Longos (Longos has awesome car-shopping cars for kids, btw), while my sister did her actual shopping.
I then walked the 7km (4 miles) home to round off January’s 10,000 steps each day goal. GO ME!!
I can’t believe I actually did it. Yippee! It’s a little daunting to think I have another 11 months of 10,000 steps a day, but it’s really become a large part of my routine, and I feel like it’s impacted most areas of my life in a positive way.
Yesterday I even walked the 6km home - thus saving a subway token, and enjoying this warmer weather. I feel like all this walking is forcing me to have quality time with my own brain, and it’s quite nice.
I also did my budget yesterday for the month of January. Here the details:
I pretty much ate and worked-off my income. Womp womp. I seriously can’t believe how much I spent this month on FOOD and FITNESS. Although, to be fair, January was a big month for Fitness because of Weight Watchers and Bootcamp going through, and those two items are a once-every-six-months thing.
But I don’t have an excuse for the food category. Boourns. Here’s the breakdown:
I’m going to try hard this month to bring my own lunches, and eat out less.
I’ve also been very good at tracking my Weight Watchers points this past week. My clothes feel SO MUCH BETTER than a few weeks ago, and I feel like I currently have really good momentum with everything. It’s a nice change, I must say. I’ve also had THREE people (yay!) notice my weight loss, which is really nice, and for the first time in a long time I feel like my cheekbones are coming back into play. If I lose 1lb this week, I’ll hit 10lbs loss on WW. Fingers crossed for this Thursday.
And with that, because this post has taken me two days to actually sit down and write, heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it’s back to work I go.
Last night I attended the Lucian Matis Spring/Summer 2012 fashion show and fell in love with the watercolour nails. Here is a tutorial of sorts from the talented Leanne of Tips Nail Bar who created the gorgeous nails. Can’t wait to try this.