Just got back from my optometrist. I am wearing my new astigmatism-corrected contact lenses. EVERYTHING looks bigger than before. I mean, my computer screen looks like font size 14 instead of 12. Well, fuck. The monitor itself even looks bigger than last night! The Vitamin Water bottles in the store, the same size as what I have at home, look huge. My judgment on dimension is a little off right now so I keep banging into things…which makes me feel like the things ARE bigger. Even myself looks bigger. Thicker, I should say. Good lord. I get to walk around...
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Gosh. Only if I have all the time in the world! Then you would’ve known that in the past few weeks, I have… *UPDATE*…nearly fallen off my chair when Brandon called me. “You wouldn’t believe what just happened,” he said. As he was leaving to go to his side job client’s office 2 Fridays ago, he felt something flew by his head into the apartment. He thought, well damn, that’s a big moth. He looked back inside. For a brief moment, he made eye contact with a hummingbird who perched on our bookshelf for a second before flitting off around...
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5 weird things about me regarding food....
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You know what I was going to say about this weekend? Of course you do. Fan. Fucking. Tastic! Well, except for the death of Mario Danelo. Everything else has been fabulous. First of all, I went running on Friday. Well, I did “run” for 10 minutes straight at 3.2 (or was it 3.7??) speed before I started to run out of breath. That really surprised me given that the last time I tried to run, I ran out breath in the first 5 minutes. The machine is making me keep a pace, so that helps a bunch. I know I...
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How I love thee. Let me count the ways! First. I made dinner tonight and it kicks major ass! Rachael Ray’s Steak dinner set (I used thawed, frozen spinach instead of kale) is phenomenal. I adjusted everything down to make food for 2 and it’s perfect. Second. Finally opened the Santa Cristina 2003 Sangiovese wine Brenda gave me for Christmas last year. It’s fantastic. Third. Blogger came through and revert me back to my original form. Back on the Old Blogger! Yeeeeees! Sure, I lost a few new posts…not that they were all that interesting anyway, right?…and the nifty tags,...
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Last night party? Fan. Fuckin’. Tastic! We drank. Who was I kidding when I started with a glass of champagne? Boddington’s is THE only way at a British party, baby! We schmoozed. Hello to fellow tablemates, Scott, Lee–my ale buddy, and Dave King of the Dance Floor! We ate. Mulligatawny soup, how I love thee lemme count the way! And the pudding. THE PUDDING!!! We danced. The band ROCKED MY WORLD! It’s supposed to be the music from the 60s, 70s, and 80s. But once they played the 80s, the floor was packed. So most of the night, it was...
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