Wednesday, January 27, 2010

The State of the Sanchez Household Address

So, I started a new book today City of Thieves by David Benioff. He seems like one cool dude. I would love talking to this guy. PLUS he is married to Amanda Peet. Can't get better than that, right? I'm only on page.........3. But I'm stoked. There is nothing better than getting lost in a great book.

Have I mentioned my new found love for reading? Until sometime last year I really didn't read for pleasure. I was burned out. I blame the AR system I was forced to partake in when attending elementary school. Leave it to "the man" to ruin something great like reading. It only took about 17 years for me to recover from that. But oh. AM I GLAD THAT I DID!

I have ABOUT 5 books waiting in line that I'm dying to read. Have I mentioned that I am a fan of making online purchases? This is a dangerous combination. But so be it!

I'm on my quest which mainly includes enjoying life while I'm here; currently consisting of reading, eating, running and making online purchases. Simple I know. But that is the beauty of it!

Speaking of reading, I will have to read about the State of the Union Address asap, seeing as I'm a terrible US citizen and failed to watch what President Obama had to say this lovely evening. Thanks to my wonderful husband's explanation on the meaning of the title "State of the Union Address" things are making much more sense.

I'm off to read, eat and enjoy!

Until next time!

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

100 Miles

People run in 100 mile races. I am not joking. Some of these really ambitious people do this in rainforest-like settings. Where you can actually fall off the course. Fall. Off. The. Course. Check it out for yourself:

This is my future. hahah. Just kidding. These people probably don't eat Jose's for lunch and then Lane's for supper. As I may have. Today.

Until next time!!

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Got Any Grapes?

So, I went to HEB bright and early Saturday morning. As I strolled into the produce area, I found glorious looking grapes. They were nice and plump, juicy and delicious looking. I must have really liked what I saw because as I was leaving after I checked out, I perused the receipt and discovered that I spent over NINE DOLLARS on grapes! I purchased over three pounds.

It might sound funny, and it is, but these grapes turned into my entertainment for the weekend. Matt and I were definitely throwing grapes and catching them in our mouths for fun. THEN we decided to make it even more interesting and throw them to each other. How it turned into me throwing them to Matt as if he were doing dog tricks? I'm not exactly sure. I love my life.

Also interesting. I most certainly watched a made for TV movie with Ryan Reynolds yesterday, which couldn't be more lame. However, there are certain times in ones life when idiotic made for TV movies can reduce you to tears and move you to become a life changing educator.......It's up for debate as to the actual cause for the tears. Could it have been Ryan Reynold's good looks and humor? Possibly.

It's a beautiful day outside! Happy weekend!

Until next time......

Saturday, January 23, 2010


I love to run. I love being able to say that I CAN run. There is nothing better than setting out to conquer some distance. What a great feeling of accomplishment. Half marathon, here I come!!

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The Little Things

So, let me just say that I love skype! In addition to having unlimited access to news, music, banking, facebook, blogging, etc, I can video chat! How did I go so long without a good computer?? I have finally joined everyone in the year 2010. I'm even bringing my mom up to speed. That's right. We had a successful chat on skype. Congratulations. We win.

I'd say that today was an all around success. I went to work, and actually worked! I left with a nice feeling of accomplishment, in the 75 degree weather (WINTER, where ARE you???) and set out for a run with my dear husband. At one point I thought either my shin would fall off my leg or I would die, but I finished nonetheless. Triumph! It was a rough day in my running world, but up until this point in my life, every day would have been a rough day in my running world. In fact, running world did not exist for me until last spring. It's nice to come in from a successful run, having worked up a nice hefty appetite, and eat a nice dinner, which happened tonight! Tilapia. Wild rice. Zucchini....Don't mind if I do!

One other reflection for the day, about the earthquake. This morning I was getting ready, thinking about what I would be doing if I was over in Haiti. It was not good. Can you imagine, wondering where family is? Pulling people out from under rubble that weighs tons? Literally? No stores open for groceries or first aid. Plus, no where to go or stay. Everything is demolished. The more I thought about it, the more I was horrified. And now, reading back over the entry, it's crazy how I can even be concerned about the weather, or what I did at work today. Dear Haitians, my thoughts and prayers are with you. I can't wait for the day you can also think about things that don't matter, and find joy in the small things.

Until next time!

Monday, January 18, 2010

White Plates and Cups

Sometimes I pretend to think deep thoughts. This would be one of those times. I say I pretend, because I'm not a person that takes myself all too seriously. Even though I'm pretty sure I have everything figured out. My brain operates like a ninja. Just saying. Anyway, I was contemplating the meaning of life, per norm, and here is what I came to conclude:

Life is short. I want to take in every moment, and live. I mean, really LIVE. I want to love, cry, run, explore, search, think, the fullest amount I possibly can. I want to stop looking forward to the next thing. Stop waiting, anticipating and enjoy what is in front of me, here and now. Take in the beauty of my world that surrounds me. Find the joys in everyday things. I want to live like the guy in my favorite poem. He seems like he might have been a passionate person. Read below for the all time favorite poem of Rachel Sandidge. Good stuff.

I HAVE been so great a lover: filled my days
So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise,
The pain, the calm, and the astonishment,
Desire illimitable, and still content,
And all dear names men use, to cheat despair,
For the perplexed and viewless streams that bear
Our hearts at random down the dark of life.
Now, ere the unthinking silence on that strife
Steals down, I would cheat drowsy Death so far,
My night shall be remembered for a star
That outshone all the suns of all men's days.
Shall I not crown them with immortal praise
Whom I have loved, who have given me, dared with me
High secrets, and in darkness knelt to see
The inenarrable godhead of delight?
Love is a flame;—we have beaconed the world's night.
A city:—and we have built it, these and I.
An emperor:—we have taught the world to die.
So, for their sakes I loved, ere I go hence,
And the high cause of Love's magnificence,
And to keep loyalties young, I'll write those names
Golden for ever, eagles, crying flames,
And set them as a banner, that men may know,
To dare the generations, burn, and blow
Out on the wind of Time, shining and streaming....
These I have loved:
White plates and cups, clean-gleaming,
Ringed with blue lines; and feathery, faery dust;
Wet roofs, beneath the lamp-light; the strong crust
Of friendly bread; and many-tasting food;
Rainbows; and the blue bitter smoke of wood;
And radiant raindrops couching in cool flowers;
And flowers themselves, that sway through sunny hours,
Dreaming of moths that drink them under the moon;
Then, the cool kindliness of sheets, that soon
Smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss
Of blankets; grainy wood; live hair that is
Shining and free; blue-massing clouds; the keen
Unpassioned beauty of a great machine;
The benison of hot water; furs to touch;
The good smell of old clothes; and other such—
The comfortable smell of friendly fingers,
Hair's fragrance, and the musty reek that lingers
About dead leaves and last year's ferns....
Dear names,
And thousand others throng to me! Royal flames;
Sweet water's dimpling laugh from tap or spring;
Holes in the ground; and voices that do sing:
Voices in laughter, too; and body's pain,
Soon turned to peace; and the deep-panting train;
Firm sands; the little dulling edge of foam
That browns and dwindles as the wave goes home;
And washen stones, gay for an hour; the cold
Graveness of iron; moist black earthen mould;
Sleep; and high places; footprints in the dew;
And oaks; and brown horse-chestnuts, glossy-new;
And new-peeled sticks; and shining pools on grass;—
All these have been my loves. And these shall pass.
Whatever passes not, in the great hour,
Nor all my passion, all my prayers, have power
To hold them with me through the gate of Death.
They'll play deserter, turn with the traitor breath,
Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust
And sacramented covenant to the dust.
—Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake,
And give what's left of love again, and make
New friends, now strangers....
But the best I've known,
Stays here, and changes, breaks, grows old, is blown
About the winds of the world, and fades from brains
Of living men, and dies.
Nothing remains.

O dear my loves, O faithless, once again
This one last gift I give: that after men
Shall know, and later lovers, far-removed
Praise you, "All these were lovely"; say, "He loved."

And lets be honest; I selected a line from the poem as a title for this blog. And the reason I chose white plates and cups is because of what might be in or on the white plate and/or cup. Appreciating good cuisine is the first step to recognizing the joys of everyday life. Right??

Until next time!!

Friday, January 15, 2010

Balloon II

Actually what really happened was probably that my only friend in the world, my balloon, whose string was snagged on some horrible foreign object, would wildly escape into the abyss. And I would cry.

Thursday, January 14, 2010


When I was a little girl, my favorite thing in the world was to have a balloon. It was my lone partner, loyal, willing to follow me into anything. Much of this was due to the fact that it was tied to my wrist, but nonetheless, it topped my list of most excellent things that could possibly happen. It was thrilling, especially if the balloon happened to be red. I would take it everywhere, talk to it, I'm sure. It was my companion.

Then I would let it go. The knot on the string would be loosened. It would float into the blue sky. I would trace its path, away. Into the ends of the atmosphere. Watching it become a distant dot. And fade away into nowhere. Where it was free.

My balloon. Continuing on our adventure, alone.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Rain Boots

Sometimes things just work out. I arrived home after a tiring day at work to find two glorious packages on my doorstep waiting for me. As I blog, I am using my new net book, which was in one of the packages, while sporting my new green polka dot rain boots, which made up the contents of the other package.

Hot dogs for supper and a new netflix arrival made my evening complete! What did we do before internet shopping?? How great that old combines with new to make even better: I shop online and receive via mail.

I have technology to enjoy, shopping to do, pictures to upload to albums and music libraries to build.

Until next time............

Disclaimer: I forget to spell-check. Feel free to point out my inadequate spelling/punctuating abilities.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Oh, to blog

Today is a glorious day. It is bright and sunny. I'm listening to my newly purchased soundtrack.......500 Days of Summer. I'm usually not a sucker for soundtracks, but it is truly delightful. The last soundtrack I bought was 10 Thing I Hate About You. When I was in 9th grade. Aparently I have a thing for movies with numbers in the title. Which are also slightly cheesy and romantic. Not to mention idealistic. Like myself.

Ok, dear blog. More important things call for my attention. Like the frozen yogurt and topping bar date pending with my dear husband.

Until next time!