Oh Divine Caroline...

Lately, I've been terribly addicted to coffee. I consider it an addiction when I require two cups a day. I don't get coffee for the caffeine fix. Mainly because coffee does nothing for me. It doesn't affect me in that way. I just love the flavor. It's the next best thing to my favorite food: CHOCOLATE! I hate this addiction. For one, it will make my teeth look horrific. I would kill for bright Clorox white teeth! Well I wouldn't go as far as Ross did from Friends. You never know when you'll be caught in a dark club or room containing a black light. That would be absolute mortification right there! Anyway, with coffee being the subject, I might as well bring up my tiredness with you. I wish I can be more alert in the morning. Mornings drag for me. Hitting the snooze button isn't good enough for me. I guess my whole weight gain has been literally dragging me down. Lugging this extra weight (NO, I'm not pregnant....I'm just FAT!) weakens me. My back and neck hurts! I have no energy. What to do, what to do. I come across this Divine Caroline article. I thought it help me out in some sort of way. I thought it would give me an idea on how to tackle my morning waking up routine. How about NOT. Reading this article immediately reminded me of that skinny petite, high waisted flood sweat pants and tie dye shirt wearing, hippie, stoner yoga instructor I had years ago. I can just imagine him now talking to me ever so slowly with his super, girl I'm freakin high right now, I just smoked a joint relaxed voice.... (For the record - he really did wonders....I was so relax and stress free after one of his classes. Not sure that was a good thing though. Because one particular day, he stole my quick reflexes which in turn made me lose control of my car. What an embarrassing morning on Highway 92) So back to Divine Caroline. Check out her article, Do you really think you can do this every single morning? Let's be realistic here. No, right? If it does no good for me, hopefully it'll do good for someone else. (See, I still attempt to have the Secret mentality of positive reinforcement) Wake Up Naturally to a More Energized Day Hmmm...come to think of it. Maybe exercise AND yoga will help! Genius idea!

"The Plane! The Plane"

If you were a child of the 80's then I think you know who I'm referring to. He was the first that came to mind for some reason. I guess it's because Ryree wants to get a tattoo this Saturday. She's all, "Get one with me!" And, well, being the impulsive person that I am, I probably might just do it. Having something marked on me permanently doesn't really phase me. Shoot...I already have three. What's one more? I think my primary concern though is giving my hard earned money away. I mean its probably a better investment since tattoos don't wear away as fast as a nice pair of Nike Equalon running shoes. Hmmm....I think Quicken took a toll on me. A good toll that is. I'm starting to be a tad bit more practical. That one resolution, I've been keeping so far. "Woohoo!" (Awe, I don't see that WAMU slogan anymore!) I guess we'll find out if I go through with it. I don't even know what I'd get. Maybe I'll get one exactly like Phoebe from Friends. You know...the one she went to get with Rachael!

Fine Print

Lesson of the Day or Life (whatever fits your mood): Read the fine print on your own (rather than relying on others) VERY SLOWLY AND CAREFULLY before making any assumptions or bad judgements. It saves you a whole lot of time, trouble, and pain along the way. I thank reegsta for shining a bit of positive light on me. I actually figured it out on my own but I wouldn't have if I didn't bring up the subject matter with him. Thanks dude!

My Vote Goes to Pittsburg Steelers

So, I'm watching the latest episode of Biggest Loser: Couples last night after coming home from my martial arts class. I thought I was hearing things but during their preview snippet clip of what to look forward to after the commerical, Allison announced that the NFL's M.V.P. quarterback is coming up next. WTF?! Kurt?! You there?!

That he was. Um, I hate to break it to you, Kurt but don't you have some practicing to do before the big ummm, can I say SUPERBOWL?! It's this Sunday not the next...THIS Sunday, my dear!!

Cardinals - IT'S GAME OVER!

p.s. He's still hot! OMG! =)

The Unknown is So Much Better!

I hate to break it to ya'll but this will my my series finale of the Cute Auditor Dude. Previously on Cute Auditor Dude:

Cute Auditor Dude: Episode 3

Yesterday, my life was ruined. Just kidding. More like my man crush is officially dunzo. I find out not only his name (Brian, by the way) but he has a girlfriend or as my friend Lana would say, BSkank. Then later, I was told that he's not just dating exclusively with a BSkank but also engaged to the little cunt. Ha-ha! I'm saying this in a not so serious way, ok? I like saying bad words. It makes it more fun to type and it gives a spicy kick to my blah-g. Anyway, so you think I'm trippin'? You think I'm hurt? Nah....for me it's just a matter of finding new eye candy at the work place. Unfortunately, I resort to the ever so lovely young auditors. We at the Accounting Department don't get that many visitors.   Kind of living a sheltered business life.  We at the 10th floor are basically stuck with each other whether we like it or not. I'm grateful to have a handful of co-workers that I enjoy spending 40 hours a week with. Crazy, right? And the end of the day, Cute Auditor Dude is no longer my cute auditor dude. He was better left a mystery...Now it's not much of a big deal to me. My infatuation for him died and I'm over it just like that. Such a let down, right? I was really looking forward with continuing this series with you all. Too bad, the unknown was let loose. Sorry people. Cute Auditor Dude, may you rest in peace. If I were able to turn back time, I would prefer the unknown. It works so much better for me. No disappointments or drama. We will forever miss your hotness as eye candy of course.

I'm Getting Out of the Kitchen

If you can't stand the heat...then get out of the kitchen. That's exactly what I did. I thought I was the queen of sarcasm and practical jokes when it came to some Jersey boys. One in particular...yeah right!!

It all started out with the rivalry game between the Philadelphia Eagles and New York Giants (yeah, yeah, I know....get over it....just shush for a second!). I was thrilled that my team won. So, what do you think I did to celebrate? Yup. I rubbed it back in peoples' faces especially to two dudes I know from New Jersey that are really really HUGE fans. Anyway, one of them, refers himself as BooBear. I myself, refuse to call him that, but to protect his identity, we'll refer him to that for now. Long story short...at the end of all the trash talk via IM, I felt bad. He seemed really sad and hurt for his team. So, as a peace offering and my way of saying sorry I came up with an idea. I purchased him a gift - a cookie basket specially made for a Giants fan. I thought it was a perfect! My original intention was to still be embarass him not cupcake him w/my undying love and affection. Please! It's me we're talking about. I wanted it to be big and flashy in hoping he'd get teased by his co-workers. I even put a condolence note for his loss - get it?

Ain't it cute? So a few days after I ordered it online, it was delivered via FedEx. (By the way, can I tell you how much I love FedEx? Their tracking system is awesome!) I was hoping for a reaction....nada. UGH!! I didn't get one until like two days later. By that time, I was totally over it. Brightside of it - he liked it and thought it was very nice and sweet of me. I even got brownie points for it! I have no idea where these points would be redeemable at but I guess it's his thought of giving me 'brownie points' was all that mattered. How about giving me a box full of brownies, instead, BooBear? Fairy Tale Brownies are the bomb diggity!! HINT HINT! So here's comes the bad part. Anyway, this couple weeks of whole messing around finally drew the line with me. Like I started to realize his sensor of humor was too much for me. I began to question if he was actually being serious when he would put me down. His sarcasm was unbelievable! It was over. I was sick and tired with dealing with his mood swings. He'll be nice one minute and the next minute, he'll be hurtfully mean to me. One day, we'll chat and then the next, he'd never even reply to a simple question. WTF, right? Not once did he ever apologize for his obnoxious behavior. Even when I was in a realtalk or nice mood, he'd just fire back with his harshness. It's like WOW! Someone is really bitter right now. But, no...apparently, he's like that all the time. I'm sorry, I guess you are just way too good to be my friend. He was totally pushing my buttons and yesterday....I gave up. So as my punishment for him, I decided to post a warning to all chicks picture! DO NOT trust this dude with your life. His smile is deceiving. He is up to no good! Boo Bear - you are officially my first to be put on share-bare's Blah-g of Shame! [I'm sticking out my tongue to you!] =P Take that!

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[Couple hours later of this post, I removed his picture.

That's too mean and I'm not - I'm NICE DAMNIT!]

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I refuse to be used as a door mat and stepped on. I don't like mean people and that's final.

Tagalog 101

Yesterday, Ryree and I were BBMing each other. It was a typical Saturday morning. We both woke up and were deciding on what the plan was for the day since it was our dad's 6th year anniversary of his passing. Anyway, out of no where she busts out some tagalog on me. I of course had to battle with her since neither of us can speak it fluently. Here's our wannabe tagalog conversation via BBM:

share-bare: hola (<---- this is NOT tagalog by the way. It's Spanish) Ryree: ano share-bare: aba! Ryree: anong pananang mo? share-bare: ang pananang ko ay shalul. sabi ni ate irene - pamuntan kami sa cemetario. ali una? Ryree: o sige. anong horas? share-bare: sabe ala uno! nansan si nanay? pamunta si nanay with tayo? sabe ni ate irene -tayo mag kainkain. [ryree sends me a pic of our mom. she is wearing a brand new dress she will be wearing to a wedding in 2 months] Ryree: ito ang damit ni nanay na susuot sa kasal ni rex. maganda? share-bare: naks naman! maganda ang bihis ni nanay ryree: o sige...kasama si sa cemetario share-bare: o sige. bihis na kayo. ma baho ang buhok mo! ryree: sino sabe? caitlin?! share-bare: ako. diba napaka maganda ako? ryree: hindi. pankit na pankit. share-bare: sayang walang ako nobio. sakit any damdamin. pankit? deba pangit? ryree: haha share-bare: ay nako. akong pakod na. ryree: walang ka nobio kasi ang ilong mo ay maliki share-bare: LOL! selos ka? ok lang. ryree: tulog ako sa inyo. share-bare: bakit?! ryree: gusto ko... share-bare: galit ka ba? ryree: linisan mo ang kama ko share-bare: ano sabe mo? ryree: galit? hindi naman. kama ko! linisan mo. share-bare: anong linisan? ryree: lanisan? share-bare: ano?! ryree: clean! LOL! share-bare: o o na

Aren't we horrible! I think we'll stick to English for now!

Sitting, Waiting, Wishing...

Time seriously flies even when you're NOT having fun. It's been six years since I lost my father to liver cancer. It's very ironic that I get emotional when I'm normally not the type to be emotional. Remember, I'm not the one to cry. His death has been a very touchy and sensitive subject for me. Even if six years have passed. You would honestly think that time would heal the pain. It's more like the opposite for me. His last moments here on earth come to mind during his anniversary. Every year around this time I relive his last day. Especially, that significant moment that I missed. I think to myself over and over again to that last hour. I still ask myself - Of all days, why did I not charge my cell phone? Why did my cell phone have to die on me.....of all the days?! I could have received that phone call from my uncle who was calling from the hospital in time to see my dad during his last breath. I could have received that same phone call that everyone else did to drive back to the hospital. I could have been driving with someone that had a freakin' operable cell phone on hand. I simply could have stayed at the hospital a bit longer instead of leaving to pick some stuff from my apartment and dropping Eli and mi madre at her condo. Anyway, I would have never thought to ever depict my dad's last day of being alive like this. An hour probably have passed. I'm at home by myself taking my sweet time gathering things before I head back to the hospital. My house phone rings and so I answer. It was my uncle (dad's younger brother) on the other line. Apparently, he's been having trouble getting a hold of me. Duh me. I apologized and giggled while explaining to him that my stupid cell phone died. For some reason, he paid no attention to what I was saying as if he was in hesitation. Like he wanted to tell me something but telling me through the phone was not an option. I recalled the serious tone he had and knew that something was wrong. He told me to come to the hospital right away. He said that my dad is waiting for me. What do you mean waiting for me?? He kept on repeating over and over again. "You're dad is waiting for you. Come here now." I still didn't get what he was trying to say and got frustrated. I was like, please just tell me what's going on! Finally, he said the two words that I was never prepared to hear: "He's gone". Right then and there, my heart dropped and immediately tears were dripping down from my face. I felt so numb and dropped to my knees. I don't even remember if I hung up the phone. I was in absolute disbelief. My dad was gone. It's a weird feeling especially since I was not by his side. It was like all the memories I shared with him flashed before my eyes. I felt so many different emotions. I felt sad. I felt angry. I felt helpless. I felt guilt. I never really got to say my good-bye to him. I felt so awful. I hated myself for not being able to be by his side. All of his daughters were with him except for me. People say that those who are in heaven are able to go into peoples dreams. It's their way of communicating to us people alive. I do believe that's true. Every year during every important holiday, I pray and hope to see my dad in my dreams. Six years later - still nothing. I'm not upset though. Maybe he will come to me when I'm fully healed. So until then, just as Jack Johnson would say, I will always be Sitting, Waiting, Wishing.... Miss you Dad!

Cute Auditor Dude Part III

He's Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! =) Previously, on Cute Auditor Dude: Cute Auditor Dude Episode 1 Cute Auditor Dude Episode 2 Welcome to the 3rd episode of Cute Auditor Dude. This weeks highlights are nothing special. It's more like "What If" moments. He's been here since Tuesday. He's still sitting diagonal from me with our backs facing each other. He still hasn't noticed me. He's still hot as can be. I should warn him about the chair he's sitting on which has a crusty old worn out cushion that was previously used by Ugly PC (former employee). She had the biggest kadunkadunk ever!! Like she literally had to remove the arms of the chair. Anyway. Here were my coulda shoulda moments:

1. He needed to code to the lobby doors on Tuesday. I wasn't at my cubicle at the time. So, where did he resort to? Freakin Grrrry. Ugh! Too late to walk back to my cube. Talk about bad timing. I wanted to like run and tell him myself but that would make me look umm, just a tad bit psychotic. I hope he forgets the code and asks again. Ask ME next time!
2. He sneezed this morning. He had such a cute sneeze. While I was in the moment of admiring his sneeze, I totally forgot to insert a "Bless You!" to him. UGH!!! Can I still do it? Would he say "Thank you"? Is it too late? (30 minutes later) I guess I'll wait.

I also want to mention that I LOVE how it's dark and gloomy outside. The combination of this magnificent weather and the indoor flourescent lights enables me to to see the his reflection on my window. [sigh] I can just day dream all day if the sun doesn't come out! Such a wonderful feeling! OK - I'm officially in stalker status. LOL!

p.s. I still don't know his name. Sad, huh?

GFM:photography

I'm so blessed to have a diverse set of friends. Talented ones, too might I add! One of my bestest friends, I like to call Twinks is one with true talent. That talent or shall I say gift is in photography. You have to see it to believe it. Do you want to see it? OK! Click on the link below:

GFM:photography

Her last blah-g post displays lovely San Francisco scenery: http://gfallomac.blogspot.com/2009/01/city-for-sale.html She makes me so proud because they are soooooo damn beautiful. Its the best work I've seen so far. And get this, she just started to get back into photography (after so many years---thanks for making me wait, Twinks!) so there are definitely more pictures to look forward to. I suggest you bookmark her blah-g site already. Like...NOW. So...if anyone of you are in need of a photographer, hit her up: g.fallorina@yahoo.com Also, if you see any photos of your liking while viewing her site, you are able to purchase one of your own for a fee. 

Brian - See! Getting her the SLR (aka her pleasure toy) was worth it! Twinks- I know you'll eventually read this sooner or later. Thought I send you a friendly reminder. Honolulu marathon is coming up. Let's do this! Here's a pic to give you a teeny weeny bit of motivation.

WE GOT TO TRAIN LIKE NOW! Love you!

Welcome to Blogger, RYRee!

Here's a shameless plug for my readers. My lil' sister just started a new blah-g this year. It's so wonderful how she's following her big sister's footsteps. I'm so proud! Anyway, check it out. Follow her! Here's the link to her blogger: http://ryree.blogspot.com Happy Reading!

Address Book

I have exactly 176 contacts in my Blackberry. It's truly impossible that I keep in touch with all of my contacts, especially in the male department. So question is - Why do I bother having these numbers saved in my Address Book? My #1 reason: Caller ID 

I give out my number like it's no big thing. Maybe I should start taking better precautions and offer some sort of a screening test before hand.

1.) Are you over-emotional and lonely?

2.) Do you have a history of stalking?

3.) Have you had a girlfriend within the last 48 hours?

4.) Will you be texting me all hours of the day?
5.) Are you looking for a one night stand?

If you answer 'yes' to any of the above questions, do me a favor. Keep on walking...
 
p.s. I would like to give a shout out to one of my blah-g readers, Phil Casiano! It was a pleasure meeting you last Saturday at Azul. I have to admit. You looked pretty darn wasted especially as you were chanting, "Tabo, Tabo!!" as I was leaving. Ha-Ha! I told you I'd write about Saturday didn't I? So here it is. Hope you had an awesome birthday party. Happy 31st Phil!

Umm, Who Does That?!

Today is my last day with match.com. Yesterday, I got an email. Weird. This one shocked me a little bit. After reading the first sentence, I was convinced that someone hacked into my account and started winking at random FEMALES as a prank. Umm, not the case: 27 yr old FEMALE from San Jose says:

Hi there! First of all, let me make it very clear.. i'm interested in MEN, not WOMEN. lol I just moved to CA about 6 months ago from Oklahoma (yes, the land with NO asian people once or ever..lol) Most of my cool girlfriends are back home in Oklahoma so i'm hoping to make some new friends here. : ) Abit about me, my name is Claire. I was born and raised in Taipei, Taiwan and i moved to the States when I was 12. I currently live in Fremont and work in San Leandro. I like to read, hang out at local coffee shops, and catch good movies. : ) if u're interested to have another girlfreind to hang out with, my gchat is claireXXXXX@talkmatch.com. take care and i hope to hear from u soon! : )

Who does that?! First off, wrong website chick! If you are looking for friends please don't subscribe to match.com. For your information, match.com is a "dating" website. I repeat - DATING! Second, I have enough friends. Thanks for the email, though. That was sweet....(I think?) Can I just say... IT'S NOT OKAY TO LOOK!

I Heart Dawkins

This is loyalty right here. Check out his interview with Pam Oliver.
NFL on FOX: Dawkins exclusive

REMATCH: McNabb vs. Warner

I was told last week that I was stone cold because I didn't cry during the movie 7 Pounds. I was beginning to think that was true. I admit. It takes alot for me to cry BUT - today changed it for me. It was a turning point because yes - I almost cried. I just finished watching the Philadelphia Eagles vs. New York Giants Playoff game. Philly won of course: 23-11 . I can't believe we beat last year's Superbowl champions! I especially got choked up when Dawkins was being interviewed during the post game. [sigh] . Today, was an emotional and joyous moment for me. I'm so proud. Despite what people said, my team was out to prove everyone wrong. So what's next? What does it mean exactly? For me, next week is something I've been waiting for a long time! I'll be reliving a moment from 7 years ago. I'm hoping to have the tables turn this time around though. As you know, the Eagles will head on over to Arizona to battle it out with the Cardinals for the NFC Championship Title. If you don't know already, Kurt Warner, Quarterback of the Arizona Cardinals used to play for St. Louis Rams years back. Kurt Warner was also my first love of football. Anyway, St. Louis Rams defeated the Philadelphia Eagles during the 2002 NFC Champs. At the time, I was a HUGE Rams fan. But It was an enormous disappointment for me when the Rams did not follow through with a victory at Superbowl. They lost the Superbowl to the freakin' New England Patriots. I blame the Rams for the Patriots Dynasty. I thought that if only the Eagles won back then...then THEY would have been the TEAM of the decade! But no, Rams messed it all up. During 2002 - 2008, Patriots ruled the field. I was disgusted. Who cares if Tom Brady grew up in San Mateo. Ugh! I was so furious that I gave up on the Rams and turned to the next best team - Eagles! Back to the present. It's so exciting that my two favorite Quarterbacks get to play each other. Total hotness is going down next weekend! I'm so anxious right now! So here's my theory: If Eagles win next week, they will definitely win the Superbowl! I believe they've earned it. These last seven years, that made it to the NFC Championships FIVE times! They deserve to win! Plus with all these rumors about this year being McNabb's last time with the Eagles saddens me. If that is in fact true, it would be awesome for him to go out in style. All I can say is that we had a good kick ass season! Let's do this! Superbowl on 3....

"1-2-3 - SUPERBOWL!"

Gotta Love My Goofy Family

Yes, there are times when I hate taking pictures BUT for some reason, when I'm around family, I get obsessed with camera. Strange, huh? Obviously, it's not just me - we ALL do! Goals for us cousins and sisters is to pretty sidebust ever freakin' camera shot. Here are some pictures from New Years at my Tito Boy's house. We are such a happy bunch. Good times...

Match.com Email Etiquette

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Resolution #1

Scratched! I broke it yesterday. Oh well. I drank two cups of coffee in one day. It was freezing and tea was just not cutting it for me. I had my second cup of coffee well after 2:00 PM. I'm having my third cup of coffee as I'm typing right now. And I'll probably do a repeat of yesterday by having my late afternoon coffee session. Maybe this whole resolution thing should be about how long it takes for me to break. The last resolution left is the one I should stick with until the end of the year - at least.

New York, New York

Yesterday, the Philadelphia Eagles defeated the Minnesota Vikings - YAY! 26-14 Props go out to Samuels for that interception. Akers, also for the field goals. My favorite rookie Jackson for the other TD. Man, he's a quick youngin. And of course, Mr. Westbrook who didn't fail me. Minnesota was determined to not let run the ball. I was worried because yeah, they covered you well during the 1st half. It took you a while but you did it. Perfect short toss by McNabb led him to his TD of the night. Game Over Vikings! Next stop is New York! Gotta love the Playoffs! BTW - Who is this hotness of a dude below? Look what my eyes spotted? I only know of his name: Trevor Laws. Yummy, right? I'm going to keep a look out on him next week. Hehe!

The 2nd Letter of the Alphabet

Let's back track a bit shall we? On October 15th of last year, I joined match.com for the second time around in hope of finding a cool dude. First time was more of a social experiment. It was all just for fun and curiosity. I was able to experience how it felt to be on a disaster date numerous times. (For example, I met a dude at a bar on Polk Street. He yelled at me when the bar dude took his unfinished drink away while he was in the bathroom. His drink looked done to me and in my defense, he didn't tell me!) Anyway, I was convinced after watching "The Secret" to give it another try. So here was my basic profile:

About Me: I don't really ask for much, but maybe it's time for me to deserve something good in life and if that happens to be a good genuine man, then I'm all for it! Friendship is everything. In every relationship, that's the starting point. Though, it's really tough finding true friends.What I'm looking for - - -Everyone has their way of finding their perfect match. For me, I'm just looking for someone that makes you feel comfortable right from the get go. From all night conversations to saying nothing while lying on the couch together. Someone that doesn't care much about appearance or materialistic things. It's all about great company. Just a little about me: I'm usually quiet and reserved in the beginning, but once I get comfortable I get more interesting. I would say my personality separates me from the rest. I'm not a girlie girl nor a tomboy. I'm a free spirited messy klutz who cusses like there's no end (hope you don't mind). I'm also a simple, easygoing, gullible person who can be sarcastic at times.There are times where I can be shockingly intelligent and other times I act like a stoner (i said act like NOT am). One minute I'll be goofy with a wacky ass imagination. Now who doesn't like variety? I live a non-extravagant life and I enjoy the simplest things. I'm a bit of a oddball always full of curiosity. I hate being old-fashioned and conventional. I'm a horrible liar so don't worry about trust when it comes to me.

The following day, to my surprise, I get an instant message from a dude I like to call, letter B. About three weeks later, we had our first date. It was really kick it. I immediately felt comfortable around him. Not physically comfortable, but more like the feeling that I've known him longer than the actual 3 hours we spent at BJ's. His presence and company made me feel at ease. Totally the opposite feeling any normal person would feel on a first semi-blind date. Initial meetings are usually awkward. Not in this case.

Before my first meeting with letter B, I was sitting in my car in the parking lot. He was running a bit late, which is one of my pet peeves especially when it cuts time away from eating. No one likes to see me food deprived. Anyway, I decided to let this one pass since it was a rainy day. Last thing I'd want to hear is him getting into an accident due to rushing. I remember I was on the phone with my girlfriend, Twinks. She was totally coaching me on what to say, how to act, etc. as if I've never been out with a dude. She was all, "If he compliments you, just smile and say thank you." Apparently, I have a habit of crushing the male ego. Me? Never! Muahahahaha! Nah - but on a serious note...I guess it's partly true. Now we are back to the present (a couple months later). I have not yet found anything wrong with letter B. Is this a good sign? Give me another couple months and I'll let you know. OK, OK - jokes aside. letter B is a cool dude. We seem to click so far. He seems really genuine and patient. He understands my situation and apparently, it's fine with him. All and all, I'm having a good time and right now that's all that matters.

Resolution?

As far as I know, I have none that are like super extraordinary:

1. Limit my coffee intake to once a week
2. Run at least 7 miles each week
3. Utilize my bedroom sofa chair and ottoman for my buttox not my clothes.
4. Eat at least 1 fruit every day
5. Reconcile my Quicken account every week

Shouldn't be hard, I suppose.