Remembering to pack her glasses.

Bus blog. Busy morning. Day One in Heathen Vegan Lent. WeeBro (y’know, the one who is only 6’1) is slightly panicked, but, sweetly, is making the one vegan thing he’s sure he can do (chili, for the non-purist (‘real chili doesn’t have beans, dammit!’) types). He also asked what I’d miss most last night, so ...

Disappointment.

I’ve woken up with a wicked sore throat. If this turns into a full-blown cold, it’ll be my third this winter. Possibly a record. I’m not impressed, immune system, not impressed at all.

Crunch time.

Yesterday’s trip to the gym proved how embarrassingly weak my core’s become. I can do the captain’s chair leg lifts, but I can’t even hover my outstretched legs above the floor when I’m sitting. Brilliant. Much work to be done before dragon boat season or I’m going to injure myself fiercely. Also, I’m exhausted this ...

Fallibility.

Fallibility.
So I lied those two times this week when I said I was going to go for a run. And no, I didn’t walk to work either. I also finished my chocolate-stash-for-the-week in two days. And I had pop tarts as a late night snack yesterday. And I feel bloated and ugly and old. This ...

Privates.

Had a bit of a scare looking at my stats this morning because someone found my page by searching for my name and place of employment, then read a dozen back entries. Is that creepy? Or nice because someone who knew/knew of me want to find my blog? I’m trying to push my neuroses away ...

Being cool.

In the pathetic loser file, instead of writing this morning, I watched/did the Big Fat Quiz of the Year (which can be found on YouTube). I got 26 points, which would have had me tied for second place. I don’t mind losing to those dudes who won, though, especially as some of the questions were ...

Lemon Pledge. 1

I should be cleaning (or writing), but instead I’m going to go finish Christmas shopping (fingers crossed), even though it rained for hours yesterday and now the world is a skating rink. Here’s a song that Tim Minchin wrote for Christmas. It got pulled from ITV for being offensive, but I thought it was cute. ...

Memory.

(aka things I was reminded of lately, in no particular order, in lieu of being original on a busy Monday)