- Main Entry: ru·bi·cund
- Pronunciation: \ˈrü-bi-(ˌ)kənd\
- Function: adjective
- Etymology: Middle English rubicunde, from Latin rubicundus, from rubēre to be red; akin to Latinrubeus
Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Here is one day of Court's food diary:
Breakfast: Once I got to work, I had my usual breakfast: Greek yogurt and Kashi Go Lean cereal. I eat this every morning—not only is it really healthy, but I love it!
Pre-workout: I am lucky in the fact that I can work out on my lunch break. So before I headed to the gym, I had a handful of almonds for a little protein.
Lunch: I usually have a light lunch because my dinner is usually pretty heavy. (Even though I know that's bad!) So, for lunch I had a granny smith apple with natural honey peanut butter, and a grilled chicken salad with Paul Newmans’ Lime Vinaigrette—it' so good, you have to try it!!
Snack: By mid-afternoon, work really slowed down. I'm feeling a little bored, so I know I must avoid heavy snacking and mindless eating. I have two handfuls of cheddar pretzels and a Diet Dr. Pepper.
Dinner: I had a meeting right after work and of course wine is there. Before I know it, I drink 2 glasses and have some bruschetta. I rushed home so I could change before seeing a movie with my hubby and ate a peanut butter and jelly on the way to the theater. At the theater, I devoured handfuls of popcorn. I finished the night with a 14-calorie popsicle because I always have to have a sweet treat every night!
Friday, August 28, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
The guys had their bachelor party last night, and from the sounds of it, I think they closely reenacted scenes from The Hangover. One of the groomsmen got punched in the face and is rockin´a serious purple and blue shiner at the moment. Hmm, I´m not sure how excited the bride will be to see that!
Alright, I´m going to squeeze in a little exercise before we get our night started. If anyone can help me with the rules for Circle of Death, I´d really appreciate it! Otherwise, I´ll have to make them up!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
There´s 17 of us staying in two adjoining villas, so there is never a dull moment. Someone is always up to no good, and scheming on how to recruit people to join in on their antics. I want to teach these English folk how to play the drinking card game, "Circle of Death" but I can´t remember all the rules. Can anyone help me? Here's what I remember:
7: Heaven (reach for the sky)
6: Chicks drink
5: Guys drink
4: Give a drink away
3: Person on left drinks
2: Person on right drinks
This is kind of pathetic. I´m in Spain and my biggest concern at the moment is to figure out how to play a drinking game. It´s so fun though--someone help me with the rest!! I woke up this morning in a terrible I-will-never-drink-again state, but obviously that is behind me now and I´m ready to do all again! OK, I´m gonna get out of this Internet cafe and enjoy the beautiful weather. Adios!
-7 ounces of firm tofu, drained and mashed with a fork (Nasoya brand is recommended)
Logan and I sampled this barbeque tofu salad at Whole Foods last week. It was reallly good. Then we headed for the dessert aisle and tasted Laura's Wholesome Junk Food cookies. Yum!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
When I graduated from college, I was beyond confused. I had no idea what on earth I wanted to do, so I went back home to Kentucky and waited tables to earn a little cash while I figured it out. For the first few months, it was great. I was partying, making good money, going to the pool, traveling (my week in New Orleans during Mardi Gras was the highlight--hi Leah!!!), life was great. But then it stopped being fun. When was I going to grow up and figure my life out? It felt like never. I was beyond depressed.
Liza had moved to New York and when I went to visit, I knew this is where I needed to be. I went back to Kentucky and started applying for all types of entertainment-related jobs and internships in NYC. I scored a paid internship at a cool indie music PR company called Shore Fire Media, and a month later I was on a plane to start my new life in The Big Apple.
I loved my internship and ended up getting another one at a teeny bopper mag (where I later got my first real job). Before I got that first job though, I went through another phase of being really down. So when Robert talked to me about his frustrations on landing a job, I could more than relate. Here is the main piece of advice I gave him:
Network, network, network. This is key, especially living in a big city like New York and London where the competition is really tough. Something I've done very consistently for the last five years (even when I had a FT job) is to send random emails to editors asking if they had ten minutes to meet me for an "informational interview." Some people never respond, some people say they are too busy, but there is the occasional person that will say yes. Having face time is so valuable because you can really let your personality shine in a way no one will ever get to see over an email. Plus, if you hit it off, the person might offer to introduce you to collegues or other friends in the same industry--that domino effect has happened to me quit a bit because I'm constantly putting myself out there, and it has helped a lot.
Use these opportunities wisely--ask questions and impress the person with your own ideas and knowledge on your favorite subjects. One time I met with an editor at Shape magazine, and by the end of our chat, she had assigned me to write a story based on one of the ideas I pitched her. That was almost two years ago, and it's still one of my very best and most impressive articles to date.
I know everyone has probably heard this advice before, but not enough people actually follow it. It does take effort and a lot of persistence. If you're passionate about what you're doing and work hard (I mean really hard), you won't fail. The best things in life are usually the hardest to obtain, but once you get there it is the greatest feeling. I need to remind myself of that more often. Geeze, I'm really getting all cliche up in this piece--sorry!
Does anyone else have any job advice for me and Robert?? We could use it! :)
Monday, August 24, 2009
Well, last winter Jenn and I attended a PUMA fashion event that Summer was going to be hosting. I was so. freaking. excited. But then I got nervous. What if she isn't nice at all? What if she's nothing like the person I created her to be in my head all those years? Then I started talking myself out of even trying to meet her. Ohh, look, she's busy talking to so many people, there's no way I can interrupt. But when I mentioned my childhood obsession to the publicist for PUMA, she said, "Oh, I'll bring her right over!" And she did. She took Summer away from the swarm of people she was talking to to meet ME.
As soon and Summer said hi I just started rambling about how much I loooved her. (I had had a few glasses of wine by this point, naturally). I joked about not being smart enough to get into Stanford, and she laughed and said, "Oh believe me, I really wasn't either!"
We chatted for a solid ten minutes, and Summer lived up to all my expectations and more. She was so nice and really cool, too. She told me that she isn't in the pool nearly as much as she'd like to be these days, but enjoys running and yoga (hey, me too!). And look at her arms. Aren't they perfection? She said they got so sculpted by toting around her tot all day long. Now, normally I hate when celebrities say things like "I stay in shape by chasing my kid around on the playground," but Summer could have said she worshipped Satan at that moment and I wouldn't have batted an eyelash.
It really is amazing to meet one of your idols. Luke actually met one of his last year when we were in Paris—Steve Merchant (the genius behind the British Office). We were at dinner when Steve walked by our table to go to the restroom. Luke turned to me and said, "OK, Ellen, get the camera ready. When he comes out of the restroom, I am going to ask if he will get a picture with me. You cannot f**k this up. Please do not f**k this up," in a very serious (/scary) tone.
Steve was really cool and agreed to get a quick picture taken. As soon as I took the picture and looked at it, my face froze in horror. It was blurry. Holy shit, holy shit, Luke's going to kill me! Thankfully, Steve said, "Hey, let's get another one just in case." My second attempt was much better. Thank you Steve Merchant for saving my life.
Anyway, I'm rambling. I had a lot of fun recalling those memories though. What about you: Who are your idols? What would you do if you ever got to meet them? Or have you already?
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Normally on vacation, I loosen up on the eating as soon as I get to the airport; however, I made a vow to myself that I would be more mindful on what I'm putting into my mouth this trip. I was doing well until about 2am this morning. After several glasses of wine, I attacked this delicious banoffee pie. I had two big pieces! (Mind you, I had already had a piece earlier in the night). In all honesty, I was sober enough to realize that I didn't actually want to stuff my face with pie, but I did it anyway. Have you ever had banoffee pie though? It is so good. Next time you have company over, impress them by making this wonderful English dessert. Here's how.
I'm having total eater's remorse this morning, but I'm not going to let it derail me for the rest of my trip. I'm off for a run in Verulamium Park to burn off a few of those calories, and then we're going to meet up with Luke's dad and his side of the family for a "muck about." (We're going to a park to play soccer, er, football and other various games. Should be fun!)
The only thing making me feel slightly better about my late night pie eating session is that I didn't do this.
Did anyone else pig out on pizza or Doritos last night? Anyone? Anyone? Don't leave me hanging here!
Saturday, August 22, 2009
"Cheers, mates!" :)
Friday, August 21, 2009
I really like this dress, and it feels very Spain to me, but maybe it would be better to save for going out at night??
This is Liza's dress that she got at a Vera Wang sample sale a couple years ago. It's pretty awesome. I couldn't even zip it up last year, so I'm thinking maybe I should wear it for that reason alone. Plus, I love dresses with pockets!
This pic doesn't really do the dress justice. I think I need a different bra or something because it's looking a little funky up top. It's really cool though, and I love the ruffle collar!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
I don't know if you can tell from the photo, but this laundry bag is heavy. The longer I stare at it, the less guilty I feel for sneaking (ok, stealing) $10 in change from Luke's coin jar every week for my bus fares. Conveniently, his dry cleaning place is open from 9am-6pm. Luke is usually at work by 7:30/8am and home at 8pm or later. Hmmm...looks like someone will be making the long 40-minute trek from her Upper East Side apartment to the Lower East Side tomorrow to pick up some dry cleaning! Awesome!
It gets better. Later this morning I got an email from Liza saying:
I realize you have a lot going on, but could you pick up my laundry and dry cleaning? I left the yellow slips on the coffee table. I would be forever grateful! Let me know.
I must say, I do appreciate Liza's passive-aggressive approach over Luke's direct one. But don't think for a second that you have me fooled, Liza. "I realize you have a lot going on.." Right there, she's easing me into her question by showing empathy. And then ending with "forever grateful" reinforces her appreciation and makes it sound as if this is the very last favor she will everrrr ever ever ask of me again. Please, I know these tricks. I invented these tricks.
Right, I get it. Everyone assumes I have the time to do these "little" favors here and there because I don't have a full-time job and an office to go to every day. But just in case there are skeptics out there that wonder what the heck I am doing all day long, I will tell you.
This morning I woke up at 6:15am and completed the following before noon:
-Scoured job websites for new postings
-Applied to three jobs and wrote three different cover letters (cover letters suuuuck!)
-Dropped off Luke's laundry and dry cleaning
-Wrote two blogs
-Sent out five follow-up emails to editors
-Did my 30-minute Physique57 video
-Ran across the Williamsburg bridge and back
Maybe it doesn't seem like quite so much now that I'm looking at it. All I know is, I've been non-stop since I woke up this morning. I'm actually working harder now than I did when I was working full-time. I can now say that I truly understand Rick Ross when he said, "Everyday I'm hustlin'." Rick, I am HUSTLIN' yo. The only difference is, I don't have 20 mill in the bank with ice dripping from my wrists.
Ok, this is the moment where I stop throwing a pity party and remind myself of this.
But does anyone out there feel for me just a little? Can you relate??
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Now that Luke and I are gearing up for our Spain trip (leaving Friday, woohoo!), I'm already thinking about the kinds of alcohol I will be consuming and how many calories each drink will set me back. I'll most likely be drinking wine and beer, which normally wouldn't be so bad. But this isn't going to be a normal, relaxing vacation. It's going to closely resemble my 2000 Spring Break in Panama City (minus the gross guys in skin-tight V-neck tees). We will be drinking a lot.
We're going to Malaga, Spain for Luke's friend, Jonathan's wedding—he's a groomsman. There's a group of about twenty of us that are staying in two villas. I absolutely love Luke's friends—they are a wild bunch, and every time I am with them, I am equally as wild. SO my plan of attack to cut calories on my beverage consumption is to bring this piece of paper with me on my trip:
This, of course, is Bethenny Frankel's recipe for a Skinnygirl Margarita. I copied it out of her book Naturally Thin. It's approximately 100 calories per serving—not bad for a liquor drink! (As you may already know, this is not the first time I've written about Bethenny, and it won't be the last!)
What do you think, will the bartenders in Spain be down for making me my own special, low-cal cocktail? What's your favorite drink to have on vacation?
Monday, August 17, 2009
After studying this menu for a couple minutes, I can proudly report that I did not buy one single cupcake. It wasn't easy being a bystander as other people excitedly placed their Red Velvet and Cookie Dough cupcake orders. And then I had to listen to a girl claim, "Ohhh, this is SO good. Oh my gosh...oh. my. gosh." (um, maybe she was simultaneously having an orgasm?) as she licked every last drop of icing off her fingertips.
Oh, I do love cupcakes. Cupcakes come in a close second to ice cream, but I hardly ever eat them. If you're ever in the city, do not get stuck in a tourist trap and go to Magnolia Bakery just because you saw Miranda noshing on one from there in a Sex and the City episode. Yes, the cupcakes are good (I mean, can cupcakes really be bad?), but the icing is too sugary in my opinion, and there are better places. If you want a just a classic, super-moist cupcake with yummy icing, head over to Two Little Red Hens. If you want a really tasty cupcake with a variety of fun flavors (think Snickers, Oreo, Key Lime Pie, Mudpie, M&M, Coconut) try Crumbs. They are heavenly!
Does anyone love cupcakes as much as I do? What's your favorite flavor?