I’m pretty sure that’s how the saying goes, no?  Anyway, I am feeling quite Godly today (yes, I’m not sure that that’s really a word, but go with it), which means I have little to report on the hair front, given that I have yet to set foot in the shower.  The reason for this has to do mainly with the fact that I had decided to clean my apartment today; however, after arriving home from a full day with the other man in my life, Mason (see picture), I find myself wanting to sit on the couch rather than pick up the broom.  Yes, Mason is adorable (no, not mine, just FYI.  My only child is that illegitimate dream child, Seuss Mackey), but that little tot will take it out of you (not to mention the hour of Bar Method class which followed…).

Anyway, I haven’t washed my hair, I haven’t cleaned my apartment, so what the H is this post going to be about anyway?  Well ladies and gentleman…I don’t know yet.  Let’s just see where this goes, shall we?  It will be an adventure.  Yes, you can be Luke Skywalker if you’d like (I choose Indiana Jones).  Alrighty, on with the post.  So since I can’t post about my hair (or won’t since it would be just painfully boring at this point.  I know, this post is fascinating too, blah blah blah, give me a minute.  Sheesh.), I guess I’ll tell you about some other things that I’m into these day.

First off, the unclean apartment I’m currently writing this post in is in Oakland (yes, I live in Oakland.  So O.G.).  I know Oakland gets a bad rap because, let’s face it, there are areas around here that I certainly wouldn’t walk around in at night alone (or in the daytime…); but the area where I live, well, where we live — KC and I,  is quite fabulous.  Our area is deemed “up and coming” (I don’t know by whom exactly), and since I moved here a year and a half ago, the neighborhood has just been getting better and better.  Yes, it’s true, we have a Peet’s Coffee (that’s how I knew we had “made it”, so to speak) and, more importantly, we have hot new restaurants owned by young chefs who apprenticed with some of the best (Alice Waters, anyone?).  I’ll be the first to admit that I love to eat, and I especially love to go out and eat (no dishes to wash?  I’m in), so delicious eateries are sort of important to me.

You might be thinking to yourself, “Pssh, Oakland?  Stupid.  San Francisco is sooo much better.”  Well listen here hipster, I lived in San Francisco for 2 years and, as much as I hated to admit it in the beginning, I love Oakland.  Oakland has all the benefits of San Francisco (charmingly old apartments, public transportation, great hang out spots, and fabulous dining), without all the headaches (no parking for miles; dealing with Muni — literally, shoot me; having to give up your first born child just so you can park in a lot downtown; not to mention the cost of rent).  Plus, Oakland has people who spend time doing things like that (see picture).  Yes that’s an actual sign made of metal that was attached below a “Pay for Parking” sign on Telegraph.  In case you can’t read it (it was taken on my Blackberry, so I understand it’s not exactly high quality), the sign says “Frugality Prohibited.  Shop like there’s no tomorrow!  Frugality is un-American.”  Oh, it’s funny and true.

I would assume that the city didn’t commission these signs; but it’s so legit-looking, and, we all know the state of the economy, so who knows?  Maybe this really is Oakland’s latest marketing strategy.  Anyway, just another reason that I love Oakland (yes, you can buy shirts that display your Oakland love here.)

Ok, moving on.  Other things that keep me happy these days…  I guess I must mention Bar Method (as I’ve already given it numerous shout outs in other posts).  In case you’re wondering what the heck Bar Method is (no, it’s not a Bar review course or a bartending school), Bar Method is a workout class which combines ballet, pilates, and yoga into one hour-long, butt-kicking class.  I started doing Bar Method in February 2008 and have been hooked ever since.  Given that I’ve had 2 knee surgeries and back surgery (yes, my full-leg brace and crutches made me quite popular in high school), it’s difficult to find exercise routines I can actually do, since I’m so limited by my injuries (no impact exercises ever?  Thanks Dr. Walsh!).  Someone suggested I try yoga once.  It sounded like a good idea at the time — no impact, stretching — so I went.  I spent 80% of the class lying on the floor with my knees bent because my back prevented me from doing pretty much any of the poses.  Awesome.  Anyhoo, Bar Method (with a few modifications) is awesome and never fails to make me work hard enough to think, “What in the WORLD was I thinking agreeing to put myself through this?!”  Once the class is over though, you can’t help but love it.  I swear they pump crack through the air conditioning there or something.  Completely addicting.  (If you’re interested in finding out more about Bar Method, check out their website here.)

A few other things I love: lululemon workout wear; Bluebottle Coffee; my home carbonator (yes, I love fizzy water so much that my sister bought me my own carbonation machine for my birthday 3 years ago); and of course, Seuss!

How can you not love her?  She’s adorable!  Such a model cat.

Ok, enough stalling.  I need to get to those damn dishes in the sink, and those floors certainly aren’t going to sweep themselves.  Ugh, being a grown-up sure is annoying sometimes.  (Mental note: train Seuss to do housework so she can start pulling her weight around here…)