The Return of the Rock

After a long hiatus (but not nearly as long as Mad Men‘s), 30 Rock graced the screen again. Amanda and I ordered takeout, uncorked some wine and enjoyed seeing Liz, Jack, Tracy, Jenna and Kenneth all together again. There’s just something about a comedy that you can comfortably watch with your parents, friends, partners, bosses, etc. The writing is just fantastic and it’s a show I’ve never been disappointed with, especially with all of the guest stars that just happen to swing by.

While watching, my friend LeBaron texted me saying “Um. The day is almost coming when I may think about comparing you to Liz Lemon…” It’s an honor many people have told me. Mainly because we both wear glasses, are funny, witty, completely comfortable with ourselves, have just bizarre dating stories and dance to our own beats. But as LeBaron pointed out, these aren’t the things that sealed the deal for him. “The dancing and spraining the ankle did something to contribute. And the joint pain medication.”

Could this be the season Liz finds love while dealing with arthritic joints?

The Juice is Loose

Yesterday’s, and today’s, Groupon was for Peeled, a juice bar in Lincoln Park. The offering: a 3-day juice cleanse. After much deliberation, I bought it.

Then like a true girl, I made Molly buy it to do it with me. Then I somehow talked LeBaron into buying one this morning. “Misery loves company!”

Bit nervous about this juice cleanse. Seeing as I like eating. And drinking coffee and wine. Especially when all of these things happen in restaurants surrounded by friends. I haven’t decided if it’s worse to do the cleanse during the week at work or on the weekend. Both carry their pseudo-pros and cons.

But at any rate, it’s just a matter of time before I start drinking veggies and fruit juices every two hours.

Gulp.