Princess Pity Party

Lest you think my life is all roses and pony rides, let me fill you in on some recent happenings.
1. Blood. Yesterday while at my desk working hard for Sundance, the chair I was SITTING ON completely broke from underneath me and I fell directly on the hard wood floor with no warning. Not only did the chair break into pieces (which means we now owe the Christiansens a new chair, how the H am I going to find the same one) both of my legs were bruised, scraped, and cut from the splintering wood. YOU STUPID IKEA CHAIR! I was in a lot of pain and dear sweet Aaron had to bandage me up when he got home from work. I HATE chairs. HATE THEM.

2. Food. You would think living in New York City – a foodie’s paradise – would mean we eat exceptional meals every day. Think again. Food is freaking expensive here. More than you’re paying in any state you’re living in right now, I guarantee it. Thus we cannot afford to eat the way we used to. Pistachio crusted halibut, homemade pomegranate vinaigrettes, molasses marinated rack of pork: I bid you farewell. Mac ‘n cheese, PBJ, cold cereal: I bid you hello. Mix in a non-working oven, a non-airconditioned apartment, and a non-existent dishwasher, pantry, and full-size refrigerator … you have a recipe for disaster. It’s not that I don’t want to cook or bake this summer, I just can’t! Having to drastically lower my food standards has seriously been hard. It is the common occurrence to hear a lot of laughter (mixed with tears) during our “dinners”, as we sit and stare at this crap.

at least it's organic mac 'n cheese...

what would i do without Trader Joe's frozen food section?

3. Pills. Many of you know I am currently being treated for Rheumatoid Arthritis. Joint pain you say? Try joint pain, throbbing ligaments, swollen parts, and growing nodules. I am taking a heavy-duty chemotherapy medication which so far hasn’t done much but cause hair loss and mouth sores. The other prescribed pharmaceutical I’m on is Prednisone, the main side effect being weight gain. Can I just tell you how fun it is to gain 20 lbs in 5 months? It’s like my favorite thing next to broken chairs and poor-man dinners.