Saturday, May 18, 2013
I went to see The Great Gatsby with my book group last night. Almost all of us just bought a ticket and headed into the theater, but one person stopped and bought a large popcorn.
I felt very lucky that she was seated at the other end of the row from me.
Every time I go into a movie theater, I have that moment of deep temptation. The movie popcorn smells SO GOOD. I used to buy a large movie popcorn, with butter, and eat pretty much the whole thing myself. I have no self-control in the face of movie popcorn.
And they I would be sick. Nauseated and miserable. It took me YEARS to really recognize that movie popcorn was not a good life choice for me. I simply can't eat it without feeling terrible all the rest of the evening.
The problem is, I still am tempted by the smell of it. When I'm out with hubby to the movies (which is pretty often; we are big movie buffs), he has instructions to remind me how sick it makes me. And so far I have stayed away from it, enjoyed the movie experience, and been completely happy with my choice.
But if I had been seated next to my popcorn-eating friend, I probably would have been tempted to ask for just a little. And then mugged her for the rest of the bucket. So I would have been sick AND embarrassed.
No, far better to be at the other end, away from temptation!
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Spent over three hours working on the yard. Which included taking my little electric chainsaw and cutting down a couple of "volunteer" trees. It was a lot of heavy work, but I really enjoyed it. Sometimes I think I should have gone into physical labor.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
First day of actually feeling human again. So what do I do? Two hours of heavy gardening, half an hour of garage cleaning, and 40 minutes of biking.
Can't fathom WHY I'm worn out....
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Daughter Erin and I had a biking date with friends this evening, just a leisurely hour of riding. But it was a gorgeous day, so I decided to bike commute into town this morning. on the way back, I took the detour that takes me through a beautiful park by the lake, but ends with a nasty climb. So when we took the ride down into the gorge where the bike trail is, I was a little trepidatious about the climb back out.
We met up with the other two couples in the parking lot of the marina. "Where did you park?" they asked.
"Um, at home?" (To be fair, we live considerably closer to the park than either of them.) We rode a leisurely 8 miles round-trip and it was fun.
Then I had to face the hill. "I'll meet you at the top," I said to Erin. "I'll be walking up."
We made the climb out! Then to celebrate, Erin and I biked down to a local bar and had drinks, then biked on home.
Total for the evening: 17. Total for the day: 39. Finally over 100 miles on my bike for the year. By this time last year I was well into my 300s, so I have lots of time to make up. But it feels great to be out there again.
Monday, April 29, 2013
I've come up with a new word: irritaining. It's when something aggravating happens, but it's so ridiculous or absurd that you can't help but laugh at it.
In this case, it was a heating bill that came with the acknowledgement that we are now on an automatic deduction program AND a shut-off notice. Because they didn't actually take the payment out last month when we set up the automatic pay. So there they were with the ability to deduct the payment and instead saying they were going to shut off our gas. For, by the way, only one month's payment. The whole bill was less that $200.
Now, I regularly see people with gas bills over $2,000 and have seen them up to $6,000+. And they still have utility service. But OUR $112.52 triggered threats. And they could get the money any time they wanted!
Ferrett called and straightened it out, but there was that moment of staring at this absurd bill and laughing at the damned thing.
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