A conversation as Matt and I were going to bed last night:
"So, did you get to your minimum points?" (The Weight Watchers plan, which I'm following even though I'm not going to meetings, reduces food to point values and gives you a range based on your current weight. You're supposed to eat at least up to your minimum points, but not more than your maximum.)
a little shamefacedly: "Um... No?"
"You should go downstairs and eat something! Peanut butter!"
"I had peanut butter and graham crackers for dinner."
indignantly: "That's not dinner! That's a snack!"
"With dinner! I had peanut butter and graham crackers with dinner!"
suspiciously: "What else did you have?"
"Some soup."
"...A bagel! I should get up and make you a bagel!"
(I cannot resist bagels. I've been known to eat four of them at a sitting. This is why I don't usually keep them in the house, even when I'm not actively dieting.) "A bagel sounds good. But we don't have any."
starting to get up: "I should go to the store and buy you a bagel! Yes!"
We're very silly people.
Matt and I are going to Don Pablo's for dinner tonight. We're meeting our friend Chuck, whom we haven't seen much since his wife and daughter moved to North Carolina something like six months ago. (She didn't leave him. She got a job down there. He'll move down eventually.)
I certainly hope they've improved since the last time we ate there. I don't know if it's an overall shift in the way they operate, or a new manager, but the last couple of times we were there, the service was terrible and the food wasn't as good as we'd come to expect. Ah, well. Here's hoping.
It's practically a tradition that when we meet Chuck for dinner, we have to go to a bookstore afterwards. Luckily, there's a Barnes and Noble right across the parking lot from the Don Pablo's. Which is good for me. I'm completely out of new books. I've been re-reading books this week that I've owned for something like fifteen years - and re-read at least that many times!
Word of the Day: contretemps - an inopportune or embarrassing occurrence or situation
Well, the bruise under my arm caused by the contretemps of falling on my ass at Busch Gardens last weekend seems to be fading. My shoulder still feels bruised on top, but it no longer hurts to lay on that side in bed or for Matt to hug me.
It's time for a poll!
Matt and I got my mom a boom box stereo for her birthday. Unless you count their alarm clock, my parents haven't had a working stereo in their house for about ten years now. This also affords us the opportunity for future presents in the form of CDs - an important consideration, since both of my parents are practically impossible to shop for.
My brother is sending Mom a CD for her birthday, but I told him to put a "Do Not Open Until..." on it, or else she'll guess. Well, it turns out that we're not giving Mom her present until the day after her birthday, now, so if John's CD gets here before then, she'll probably guess anyway. Alas.
So. Do you think we should...
- Magic's Price by Mercedes Lackey
Current Projects:
- nothing
Diet Progress: 9.5 lbs lost
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