Nuts from the nuts

I will NEVER buy nuts from Trader Joe's again. Actually, I should probably not buy nuts again period, as I have ZERO willpower regarding them and have devoured them with only minor pauses for breathing. At 5 WW points per serving, I have eaten more than my entire day's allowance. Agh. Shoot me.

Also, I feel vaguely ill from eating THAT many. (Not that this will stop me from eating more...oh no. Chomp, chomp, chomp.) So the best course of action will be to simply keep them out of my home. Yep.

On to more positive news: I'm almost finished with the Berroco Cutie Patootie kimono baby sweater for my coworker in Hong Kong, she of the same first name. It's one of my favorites patterns, and I just need to seam it, and crochet the borders.

Bonus: Also got to use up my Katia oddballs on this project -- Cotton Club (from my disastrous Spain trip a few years ago) and Jamaica (from my curiosity during a pass through Yarntopia in my neighborhood).

So instead of surfing for RDJ music videos (yes, I am a sick puppy and need to find a REAL person to crush on... hmmmm.... maybe THAT'S why I'm eating endlessly... ) I should really be writing up my pre-emptive trip report for my Hong Kong jaunt, wherein I submit my recommendations for HK to hire 2 candidates and leave me out of it.

Yes, I will NOT be relocating (hoorah!) but I will be zipping back and forth to Asia once or twice a year for training trips, etc. instead. I find this an altogether more satisfactory solution for so many reasons (which I am willing to detail in a chatty phone call, but certainly not here).

Okay, must stop procrastinating, especially since I have to get up early to head downtown for Mom's Day festivities. Going to put on The Futurist (can't really concentrate on writing a report with Tivo blaring away) and listen to my favorite track, Broken, and a bunch of other stuff and crank out some blithering corporatese.