Hey, all. Totally skipped, not even skimmed. I have been off for a couple of days -- Thursday, snow day(!!) and then Friday cause I got this nasty head cold with a sore throat -- so sore, I thought I might be heading into strep or tonsilitis, but happily, no.
I drowned the cold germs in my patent pending chicken broth/lemon/Fuckload O' Garlic sippin' med, and lots of Naked juices, and hot tea, and I have pretty much whupped its ass, except for being a little sniffly and coughy. Go, team me. I was afraid I would feel asstastic all weekend.
Now I have hard-core cabin fever and I think I will brave the cold (seriously) and start up the car and go find some food that's NOT toast, fruit or chicken broth.
On the upside, I stepped on the scale this AM and figured out I have lost about 15-20 pounds in the last 9 months. (Approximate, cause my scale is OOOLLLDDD, and I haven't been weighing myself at all.) Woo and hoo.
I have also paid bills. Weird. I am being really fiscally responsible in 2008. (hey, don't laugh. It's a New Thing for me.)
Am I finally....(gulp)...Growing Up?
Go Erin with the sexy maturity.
You were on my mind all night last night, incidentally. JZ was watching her My So Called Life extras on the DVD set, and the creator of the show, Winnie Holzman, looks a lot like you.
Though you are way more stylish and prettier.
Winnie with her husband Paul Dooley (aka, the dad from Breaking Away)
Go Erin!
Thank you for the weather reports. It is putting the perspective on the damp, semi-rain day we are having.
I am now sitting outside in the cool wind. I'm waiting for my comrades to return from the last seminar that I chose not to attend. As much as I adore these three co-workers, I'm ready for a break from them. They are so LA in some ways: judgmental, impatient, prone to not understanding why I always tip 20% even when the service is just okay, peppering everyone they meet with questions and then being annoyed when not everyone wants to talk... Don't get me wrong, they are three of the most generous, funny, and fun people I know, but our travel styles are extremely different. I am sure they are extremely sick of my boring, stick-in-the-mud ways, too, but I just don't like being a tourist like that.
I'm ready to come home.
Oh lordy, just got home from a night out with some friends. I swear I am still drunk. Think I'm going to stumble to the shower and then nap...
Safe travel home, Kristin. DH was ready to drive down and see you. (he is always willing to go to the keys) The 4 hour drive each way didn't seem to sway him. The house full of teen and work load to do kept this from happening.
When you visit Florida next time you need to be closer than 3 hours to the north or 4 hours to the south!
Aw, Laura, how sweet! There actually is a small possibility that I may be in Ft. Lauderdale to visit my dad at the end of March, but I can't promise anything. I am bummed that I haven't gotten to see you (and DH) when I've been in Florida this year.
Now Fort Liquordale is around the corner! If you can we will make a point of getting together.
Sane travels.
Argh. I just went grocery shopping. I brought my own bags. The bagger put about four items into my bags and then switched to plastic bags. I took the stuff out of the plastic bags, put it into my bags (where there was still plenty of room), and handed the plastic bags back to the bagger and said, "Here, you can use these for someone else." He crumpled them up and put them into the garbage.
