Clayken, Clothes and Vacation

Good Wednesday morning, blog world! How is your week going? Mine is going swimmingly. I think. (Actually I'm not sure what that word means. But I like how it sounds.)

I just found out via another blog that Clay Aiken (or Clayken, as I've dubbed him) has confirmed he's gay. Not much of a surprise, I suppose, but at least the rumors are finally put to rest. Now despite what including this news on my blog may lead you to believe, I'm not really a fan. (Well, except for his Christmas album which I really like.)

On Sunday we officially launched The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants Clothes Co-op! My friend (and co-Co-op-er) Amber posted about it. (Watch out for the phenomenal video footage. )

Today is Wednesday. Which means a week from now Chris and I'll be on a plane bound for NY! For 12 days. I can't wait ... beachfront wedding on Long Island, Wicked on Broadway (maybe I'll see Clayken in the city like my friend Suzanne did), time with my fam (especially this one) then on to more fun in Virgina and D.C.

While I'm playing in NY, my team at work is moving to a new part of the building (Compassion's building is ginormous now), and wood floors are getting put in my house. When I come home I'll practically have a whole new life! I hope Havana remembers me.

For your listening pleasure, I leave you today with a ROCKIN' version of Wild Horses, sung by Alicia Keys and Adam Levine.

I. Love. It. (ht: Alex)

Just in case you were wondering, according to Dictionary.com, swimmingly is an adverb meaning: without difficulty; with great success; effortlessly. So it's true ... my week is going swimmingly. How's yours?

On My Mind ...

A little free association for this Wednesday morning. Welcome to my brain.

My legs are jello. I went back to spin class this morning, for the first time in, oh ... three months or so. I used to go 2-3 times per week consistently. I had some pretty good motivation to get in shape back then. Winter's coming on fast, though, so I'm trying to get back into groove.

Speaking of winter, I heard on the radio the other day that according to an almanac from, like 1957 or something, this winter is predicted to be one of the worst in recent history. Ugh. I'm still recovering from the winter we had two years ago. I'm not sure I'm ready for this.

I'm excited that reality TV season is starting up again! I've missed it. The Biggest Loser (a.k.a. Big Fat Loser) started last night. And I hear that The Amazing Race has a new season starting. (John, wish you were here!) And also Survivor. Which I haven't watched for a long time, but which is primarily responsible for originally cultivating my taste for reality TV. (At least if we are dumped on with snow we'll have something to do.)

Here's some good news ... we only have about six weeks left of political ads. Isn't that great? This election will be interesting. I'm actually kind of excited to vote! And I'm even more excited that the ads will stop.

My boss just stopped by my desk with donuts. I just three hours ago kicked off my new health goals and now this. How's that for timing? Get thee behind me, donuts! Thankfully, I was able to abstain. If they were Krispy Kremes, I might have been doomed, but they were only Dunkin Donuts.

I have started a Clothing Coop with a couple friends from work. Through a random Sisterhood-of-the-Traveling-Pants-esque situation last week, we discovered that we are all the same size. So we decided to hail back to our college days where roommates shared a communal wardrobe. I'm very excited about this Coop! We haven't worked out all the details yet, but we will most likely trade items on a monthly basis. (Although just between you and me, I do think I'm getting the far better end of the deal.) Both girls have a much more distinct style then I do. Maybe I'll post a picture of me wearing a new Coop outfit.

Happy Hump Day.