'Objects In Space'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
In semi-related news, it's okay that I added a shot of vodka to my post-workout fruit/protein smoothie, right?
Absolutely! I'm pretty sure I read on the internet (convenient how I don't have to say '"I read somewhere " anymore since everywhere is on the internet now) how drinking a glass of wine was just like working out, and also that any alcohol gives you the same benefits as wine, so you just doubled your workout's effectiveness. QED
All we had was weather coverage on every channel so I missed all my Thursday shows.
I was surprised to see it was so close to Rockford. That's my dad's hometown. I was name-familiar with many places mentioned in the news.
Pumpkin is mesmerized by video on the mini. In fact, she can tell when the audio is coming from it and not radio or TV and will come running to watch over my shoulder.
This is fascinating
In semi-related news, it's okay that I added a shot of vodka to my post-workout fruit/protein smoothie, right?
Vodka is good for you! Scads of nonogenarian babushkas can't be wrong!
Ha! I have liberated the bit of coffee grinder that was stuck in my Aeropress. Take that, my own stupidity!
The godchild was collected and taken to a sleepover with friends. Her mum is (probably) done with gallbladder surgery, but staying at the hospital overnight.
As soon as the kidling was removed from our house, Pete informed me that he was taking me to the posh dessert place for chocolate cocktails. Hi, I've had a chocolate ginger martini, and a chocolate orange essence martini. I have become a lightweight.
I was just lamenting something similar the other weekend at dinner with Zenkitty, Kate, and Amyth. I fondly remember my days of not getting drunk after pounding cocktails all night to help use up the bar tab in Madison, or throwing back a Sazerac and contemptuously exclaiming it wasn't even 80 proof after Joe warned me about them in New Orleans.
The last time I drank it took exactly one glass of absinthe-laced proseco to feel buzzed.
I took a vacation day so I could visit friends but made the mistake of reading work email in the morning which made me want to punch someone in the throat. I decided that person will just have to wait til Monday. So I did Pilates, showered, packed and hit the road in time to watch the sunset over the Grand Traverse Bay. Since then I've hung out with friends, met their adorable foster baby, and had a soak in the jacuzzi in my room. I plan to watch the sun rise from my bed.
I am planning to cut up and plant the sprouted potato. Though I have no qualms about eating it, too. My coworker wouldn't eat it but didn't want to just throw it away, so she brought it in in case anyone wanted to grow potatoes. (mr. flea: "Your coworker is a silly person.")