That was my evening. There's nothing like seeing yourself in summer shorts -- especially in the lovely fluorescent glow of a store's fitting room -- to remind me WHY exercise is my friend.So tonight, I walked the equivalent of 75 blocks (hey, it was a beautiful night!) with a solo dinner @ Dallas BBQ sandwiched in the middle (I was trying to be good, but sainthood is beyond me, sorry).
Speaking of sainthood, that reminds me of something I found in HK: Hellman's Extra Light Mayonnaise, "saintly mayonnaise with 5% fat" according to the text in the purple part of the label.
It actually wasn't bad, and in fact, was a bit better than the various light Hellmann's flavors here. Oh well.
In any case, I walked from 14th - 23rd (had dinner), 23rd - 42nd (got on the bus because Times Square is insanely annoying), and then 61st - 110th. I figure that's about 75 blocks, and somewhere in the 90s, I came across a raccoon who was scavenging in the garbage can.
At first I thought it was just a really bold, fat, cat but then I saw it up close and personal (not TOO close). We stared at each other for a few minutes, out of curiosity (my side) and the hope for a free handout (guess).
Oh yes, I'll be sleeping well tonight, especially since I stopped watching the rest of the A&E remake of THE ANDROMEDA STRAIN, which is surprisingly scary, despite the 5,000 commercials which I didn't FFWD past, since I was, well, scared. (Yes, I'm a wuss.) They actually have good actors like Andre Braugher, and everyone underplays things, unlike in days of yore.
Less is more, in scifi and horror. Well, unless it's a zombie movie. Then lots of screaming is de rigeur.
Speaking of fun discoveries, these last 3 pieces from the winter semester came out of the kiln.
The square one came about because I threw a bowl on the wheel and it turned out to be lopsided (oops). So I paddled it! (heh) I don't like the dark green color on the bottom of the outside, but that's okay: my youngest niece likes the bowl, so I'm giving it to her.
And I really like the creamy brown one: it's thin and light and I apparently do have a consistent fondness for certain palettes. I think I'll even KEEP that one instead of giving it to my mom (usually, she gets the best ones -- I keep the rest).
The blue one is a mixture of French Blue and Gloss White where the applying white on top actually had the odd effect of darkening the blue.
The pillow was something I saw in a store window Wednesday night and thought was apropos for so many reasons....especially after giving the boot to yet another insecure guy this evening. Jesus.
These idiots remind me of me BEFORE the years of therapy: it's not all about YOU, okay? Maybe that's why they annoy the crap out of me. Either that, or I just have much less time and patience for idiots as I get older.
"...or I just have much less time and patience for idiots as I get older."
ReplyDeleteThe solution: have kids. Once they are past the teenage years, you miraculously become much smarter. The squirts are turning 20 this year (if you can believe that!) and I can hardly wait.
I've been waiting SO PATIENTLY all these years to revert back to the exceptionally smart person I was before I had kids. Just 7 more months. :-)
"There's nothing like seeing yourself in summer shorts ... to remind me WHY exercise is my friend."
Or just a mirror. Cripes, it's so unfair. When becomes older, there should be certain inalienable rights ... like one should be able to eat as one wants without gaining excess weight and without needing to ::cough, cough:: exercise. While my eating habits aren't awful, my sedentary habits really are deleterious to my appearance. I used to mockingly say that I have the fastest fingers and the biggest butt in town. Sadly, the rest of me has caught up with my butt. Truly, I wish I really could LMAO. :-)
"the A&E remake of THE ANDROMEDA STRAIN"
oh? thanks for the heads-up ... I'll have to see if TIVO recognizes it. Gosh, I love TIVO. Don't know how I *ever* watched TV without it. :-)
Well, you know what I think about eHarmony. I know you're not on eHarmony, but I think all of these huge-questionnaire sites must be the same: they attract people who think the computer is going to magically match them to their soulmates without them having to do any work themselves. Answer five hundred multiple choice questions, and voila! You'll get laid without ever having to have an actual conversation with someone.
ReplyDeleteHave you had date#2 with Decent Guy yet?
(Congrats on the Size 6, BTW! I am finding the suburban car-centered life to be not friendly AT ALL to my waistline.)
Yes, I love my Tivo, quite akin to Miranda's unhealthy fondness for it in SATC. I also often find myself reaching for a remote to review the non-existent buffer at their homes. Oops.
ReplyDeleteAnd no, Date #2 with normal guy is not until next Friday, since he's out of town for business and family trips and both of our schedules are otherwise all booked.