Celebrating in Maui!

My beautiful friend Amy got married in Maui this weekend and I had the honor to be a part of their special day.  I first met Amy 9 years ago at a joint work function.  Even though we live across the country from each other, our common love for travelling amongst other things kept us close and it wasn't long before our friendship developed into a sisterhood.  After all these years, I am so happy to see that all of her dreams have come true, most notably to marry a Hawaiian hunk.  The wedding was absolutely perfect in an unbelievable setting.  I absolutely love Maui and realize that there is nothing more liberating than sitting on the beach watching/listening to the waves crash under starry filled skies in Hawaii.

I Am Up In The Air

Okay, not literally.  Maybe just my head is (up in the air).

So, last week when I was in Albuquerque with my coworkers, we were all so out of it that we walked to our car after dinner only to realize after I pushed the unlock button on the remote, that our car was actually 3 cars down.  We all got a good laugh out of that.

But this morning, I alone, took it to a whole 'nother level.  I didn't sleep well last night, so I got up extra early this morning and did my usual coffee stop at Peet's coffee before heading into the office.

(Walks out to my car from Peet's)

Me: Argh, how am I supposed to get in without hitting this car next to me because it's parked so close? 

(Looks at the parking lines)

Me: Oh, I guess it's my bad since I am parked so close to the line.

(Car doesn't unlock when I touch the door handle because it's already unlocked)

Me: Man, how could I have forgotten to lock my car?  So dangerous!

(Struggles with balancing act of holding door open while slipping my purse in without spilling my coffee.  Sits down in my seat and sees a blue portfolio on the passenger seat.)

Me: Omg, did someone put this in my car while I was in Peet's?

(Looks around some more)

Me: Omg!  I'm in the wrong car!

Seriously...what are the chances that an identical car parked near mine is unlocked?  This was an honest mistake and is by no means any reflection on me...or so I'd like to think.  Although, in the words of my coworker: You take the moron cake on this one. 

Yay, cake!

P.S. This blog is for you Dot, since you deemed this blogworthy.

Hong Kong and Seoul!

My good friend Susan and I crammed Hong Kong and Seoul into 6 short days.  This is what our days consisted of (no joke): Sleep.  Eat.  Walk.  Snack.  Walk.  Eat.  Walk.  Snack.  Walk.  Eat.  Walk.  Snack.  Walk.  Repeat.  Since we took 600+ pictures between the two of us, I decided to put together a slideshow of our most memorable moments for your viewing pleasure.

Hong Kong

Seoul

Even with 3-4 mins of song time, I had to split the pictures up by country and still couldn't include all of our experiences, so if you're bored, you can peruse through all of our pictures here:

Hong Kong

Seoul

Running Running, As Fast As We Can

I am goal oriented.  What that means is, I am unable to accomplish much without an end goal in mind.  I have always enjoyed running (well, jogging because I am so slow), so I recently set a goal to reduce my min/mile by 2 mins before my next half marathon in October.  Lucky for me, I have a coworker who is my size and runs 8 min/mi, so she's living proof that my goal can be accomplished (I always used the excuse that I had a shorter stride, so I couldn't run any faster), especially because I just want to get down to 9:30 min/mi, haha.  Running with speedy Gonzalez helps because it forces me to try, key word try, to keep up with her.  We've been running the UCSD campus loop twice a week which is an amazing 4 mile run.  Here's the breakdown:

A. This is where we start our run.  Starting from here gives us another .25 miles.

B. My coworker "forces" me to run up this as a warm up. It is uphill at a 45 degree angle and I'm usually saying "I hate (love) you" the whole way up because it's not even where the official loop starts yet and I'm already getting tired.

C. This is where I really hate my life because it is a steep uphill battle for about 1/3 of a mile all the while my coworker continues to run like the energizer bunny.

D. This is where I do a halfpoint check on my breathing - if I'm breathing hard, then I know I'm running at a good pace; if I'm not panting at all, I know I've been slacking.

E. This is where I am singing "happy happy joy joy" in my head because it is all downhill from here!  I get to trick myself by telling myself that I'm running faster, but we all know it's because the downward angle is pushing me forward.

F. This is where we run by the canyon so there is always a breeze to cool us off.  It's my favorite part of the loop.

G. This is where we high-five each other and begin our walk back to our hotel while talking about what we're going to stuff our faces with for dinner.

Short Term Memory Rocks!

No, I refuse to believe that it is because of old age.  Although, this forgetfulness problem seems to worsen with each passing year.  Hmm...

• I get lost over the course of <10 miles going to and from a location I have been to more than three times because I can't remember whether I should turn left or right, on this street or that.  Just happened this morning actually and ended up on a half hour detour.
• During introductions, once you say your name, I will turn around and forget it.  Trust me, it's not personal.  Case in point, just this week:
• Me: Hi!  I'm Sherly.  Nice to meet you!
• Person: Um, hi, I'm _ _ _ _ _."
• Friend: You guys have met before!
• Me: Oh, we have?  I don't remember ever meeting you!
• Person: That's messed up!
• Me: Oops.  I remember now!  You're dating Linda!
• Person: No, Anita.
• Me: Oops.  But I was close, right?
• I'll tell someone about a movie I saw to which the other person will respond "I saw that with you, you ding dong."
• My old friends constantly bring up embarrasing or humiliating stories about me that I have NO recollection of e.g., apparently I got vocally got mad at an old lady who made a racist comment to my friend and I at TGIFs in college (I blame that one on selective memory)
• I'll totally be passionate about a story I'm telling and be expecting a "wow!" or "oh my!" type of response from my listener(s), but I usually get the "that's nice" response because they've already heard my story more than once...from me...
• This IM chat today with SP triggered this post and confirmed (as if there was ever any doubt) that I definitely do not have an elephant brain:
• Me (referring to when I received a gift card from a Partner): a long time ago when we were in SF together (Partner and I)
• SP: yes i remember that you fool.  i was in sf then.
• Me: LOL  you were?  no you weren't!  howcome i never saw you????
• SP: we met three times dumbass
• Me: LOL WE DID?
• SP: no wonder you think we haven't kept in touch in a while. you have the memory of a goldfish.

So the next time I forget something important or unimportant for that matter about you, it doesn't mean that I love you any less.  xoxo