Shake it Like a Polaroid Picture

So…

I guess that the Earth was channeling some serious Outkast yesterday.

‘Cause in case you hadn’t heard (or read, or felt) there was, like, an earthquake or something.

A 5.8 on the Richter scale, all the way from NC up to Ontario (that’s Canada, folks! Schwaa?)


No, not that Richter, you silly geese.


This Richter.

At first I thought someone was running down the hall. And maybe was jumping up and down a little. And then a lot. And then when I realized that it was an earthquake, I couldn’t help but laugh. Seriously? An earthquake in DC? A significant earthquake in DC?! I lived in Taiwan for three years and never felt one so big! (That’s what she said.)

It did lead to a rather short workday, so I suppose I can’t really complain. You know, what with having to evacuate the building for several hours along with every other worker in L’Enfant.

Somehow, we survived.

But clearly suffered so. Hehe.

Ben texted me a picture of the effect the quake had at home.

TOTAL DEVASTATION. How rude.

#earthquakeDC

At least you can’t say I don’t have my priorities straight.

As you can probably imagine, metroing home was the worst part of it all for me. All lines were on a 15 mph restriction, Orange Line was single-tracking part of the way, and everyone and their mom was trying to go home at the same time. Still, I know I shouldn’t complain too loudly, since I was one of the lucky ones. There were still open seats when I got on the train (we barely made it two stops before we were over-capacity though.) It ended up taking me about 1.5 hours to get home, more than double my normal commute, but I know it took others much, much longer. The train ahead of us even had to offload all its passengers at the Rosslyn stop because they were misbehaving and trying to cram too many people on! Yeesh.

Some people just can’t follow the rules.

Did you experience the East Coast earthquake? What, where, who, why, how?

Adjusting

So as most of you are aware, I recently started a new job in our glorious nation’s capital. This means, however, that I have to somehow get from Point A (Falls Church) to Point B (DC) and back every day. Both of my other post-college jobs were roughly 4.5 miles down a single road from where I live (coincidentally down the street from each other.) And while my new work location is actually only 10 miles away now, it’s 10 miles into the CITY. BUM BUM BUM.

As if this is any great surprise, I don’t like driving in DC. Well actually, I don’t really like to drive PERIOD, but I especially don’t like driving in DC. It’s scary. The traffic signals are on the sides of the road. I’m not good at it. Enter: Metro. My house is a good mile and a half from the nearest metro station, which is definitely walkable but not enjoyable. My parents live half a mile closer, so for the past few days I’ve been driving to their house and walking from there. Naturally I thought I would absolutely dread it, but it actually hasn’t been that bad! While I’m a little sweatier than I’d like to be by the time I get to the station, it’s kind of invigorating. I’m sure I’ll be singing a VASTLY different tune the first time it rains or snows, but for now I think I’m adjusting well.

Plus, check out what I stumbled upon on the walk home yesterday:

Summerscape

Or should I say, stumbled into me. I was attacked by mutant butterflies on the sidewalk as I was strolling home! These were the biggest butterflies I have ever seen outside of an arboretum or museum. They were enormous! And totally unphased as I spent like 16 minutes taking pictures of them. Not bad for an iPhone pic, eh?

Mutant Butterfly.

Another thing that I’m adjusting to is the whole actually-working-in-the-city thing. I’m kinda digging it! I mean, for one thing, we certainly didn’t have food trucks in Tysons:

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Am I the only person that didn’t know that my beloved Sweetgreen has a food truck? I was ecstatic! I foresee many more lunchtime froyo excursions to come.

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Hehe.

I will admit that the one other downside of working in the city is simply that I get home later. I know it’s really not that bad, but when you’re used to it taking 20 minutes door-to-door and you suddenly have to factor in trains and planes walking and automobiles, the whole package becomes a whoooole lot longer. Which, of course, means less precious time with these goofballs:

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IMG_0690.jpgYawn.

Yes, I’m one of those dog owners (which we already knew) but c’mon: who wouldn’t want to spend more time with this face?

Puppy Dog Eyes.

Yesterday’s home arrival was even later than usual, since I went, er, “grocery shopping” at the store that is my parents’ fridge. I came home with a bag bursting with produce that would have gone south reeeeeal quickly if I hadn’t stolen it stepped in. You’re welcome, parents.

Some of it was already going bad! So as soon as I stepped in my own front door I set to work to use up a squishy-around-the-edges eggplant of theirs, as well as a tiny CSA eggplant my sister gave me last week. Not really knowing what to do with two eggplants, I did what any other sensible person would: smothered it in cheese and baked it for an hour.

There's eggplant in there?

There really is eggplant under there, I swear!

Eggplantia.

The size difference between the conventional eggplant from the ‘rents and the CSA eggplant from the sis (honestly, who actually BUYS groceries?) was kinda ridic. Both were equally delicious though!

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On the side (using the term “side” loosely since I had to use an entirely separate plate) was a salad with lettuce, red onion and mandarin orange wedges, an apple (drizzled with lemon juice to keep from browning!), and a slice of crusty seven-grain bread from a local vendor — with a smear of Earth Balance and strawberry jam, DUH.

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Tasty and HEALTHY. I really need to make sure that with my new schedule I get my eating back on track. Especially since I tend to justify ANY added activity in my schedule (like walking to/from the metro each day) as an excuse to eat whatever I want. Yesterday was good though. In retrospect, I realized I even had a totally meatless day. Go me!

What’s your commute to work like? If you have a lengthy commute, or work long hours, do you find it’s harder to motivate yourself to eat healthy?

PS: Don’t forget that you only have until tomorrow night to enter my Adora chocolate giveaway!