HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA - Sounds a bit like Jeffrey Dalmer!
IT was pouring down all day in Detroit - then cleared up and turned REALLY sunny and warm for about 30 minutes. Now the clouds are already coming back in. I'm ticked because I left my coat in my car when it was pretty so now I have to run to the car in the cold when I get off work.
On a good note, I'm going to a cool consignment shop when I get off work. I need a dressy outfit to wear to a dinner dance with the guy.
Hey maybe we can just knock down the fence and build a communal organic vegetable and herb garden and live like pseudo hippies in the middle of the city!
It's freezing rain here and as I was standing in the grocery store parking lot I looked at Kevin and said " Ah, I love being Canadian!"
Tiki- sounds like things are going pretty good with "the guy"
I stood today in the freezing rain, talking to a friend that still lives in the South and said "Damn, what did I do to deserve this?"
Consignment shop had some cool stuff, if you are good at digging around. I am not, so I left empty handed. I did find a nice dressy suit at the mall instead. Tomorrow I have to go to Vicky's to find a sexy, blue cami to go underneath. I love being a girl!
Michigan... yeah, you may as well be living in freakin' Canada, Tiki.
Nasi Goreng is a rice dish. It's amazing, and pretty healthy, too. http://www.indochef.com/page06.html
Quiet thread this week. Everybody seems to be focused on the last weeks of the challenge - WHICH IS GOOD! I was in a rush this AM and skipped breakfast so I'm going to grab some eggwhites from the caf downstairs before it closes.
I need to make sure I eat clean today, cause I'm attending a dinner dance tonight and who knows WHAT the food choices will be. The cute guy is attending as well so I am SUPER excited. I get to see him in a suit.....I love how men look in suits.
Yep- it is nice to see a guy in a suit - I actually really like that "eurotrash" look of a turtle neck or mock neck fitted shirt with pants and a blazer
The dinner/dance was way cool. The guy fit in well with my friends - we all had a good time. There was this one lady there that took advantage of the open bar and before 8:30 was dance/grinding the wall, laid on her back on the dance floor and tried to either breakdance or have imaginary sex and topped the night off by falling out of her chair. With the exception of my group, the entire attendees were age 43 and up and conservative. I don't know WHERE this woman came from.
On the food end, I skipped the noodles and cheddar potatoes, had green beans, salad and roast beef instead. However I did have 3 glasses of wine - (which is a lot for me) but was nowhere NEAR how tipsy the other lady was. And I won't even go into detail on what she wore, but there is a definite reason why super breast endowed ladies should wear bras if they are wearing stretchy velour tops with a slit almost up to the center of the breast area.
I've been busy with work and injuring myself. Spent Friday driving long distances to meet with a CPA in CT, where my company is hoping to expand our solar business. Thier tax laws are aparrently more arcane than MA, if that's possible. Friday night was my MIL's annual "Chistmas Craft Night" - which I WISH was a ritual magic gathering, but I'm the only pagan in the family, so no dice. Actually, it was fun - my mom and DH's whole female family get together to decorate aprons, make angels, eat crudites, string cranberries and popcorn, and make little mice out of Hershey kisses and Royal Icing. The gents go shopping and eat lots of meat. Toward the end of the night, I went out to my car to grab something in the dark and ended up spraining my ankle. Ow! I spent the weekend sitting with either ice or a heat pad on it. It's faded to an entertaining shade of purple and isn't hurting too much anymore, but it's put an end to my exercise goal for the week. I'm told I can't get back to working it for at least three or four more days, whether it is hurting or not. That means most of a week with no exercise, and that kind of thing chucks me off the wagon in a hurry if I'm not careful. On the up side, I declared Saturday a free day, limped to the Winter Solstice gathering of our dear friends, including one who I haven't seen in a year, as she lives in Australia. SO good, and we did absolutely filthy Mad Libs, laughed ourselves silly and ate... Chocolate Soup. I'm not kidding - it's so wonderful! But since then I've been trying to be good while I'm forced to sit on my posterior, with mixed results.
I'm revising my December goal to merely maintain my current weight (228ish) with a firm resolve to start the SBD on Dec 27th. DH and I usually go out for New Years, but I can insist that we go to the all-natural-organic-vegetarian-and-fish-fancy restaurant so that I am not too tempted to cheat. A nearby town has a lovely First Night celebration that lasts all day up to Midnight, so there would be lots of walking as well as the yummy supper. It's a plan.
Strong Bad is the MAN. I have him as wallpaper on my desktop saying "every time I look at myself I can't believe how awesome I am!" Makes me laugh almost every day.
Actually, it was fun - my mom and DH's whole female family get together to decorate aprons, make angels, eat crudites, string cranberries and popcorn, and make little mice out of Hershey kisses and Royal Icing. The gents go shopping and eat lots of meat. Toward the end of the night, I went out to my car to grab something in the dark and ended up spraining my ankle. Ow! I spent the weekend sitting with either ice or a heat pad on it. It's faded to an entertaining shade of purple and isn't hurting too much anymore, but it's put an end to my exercise goal for the week. I'm told I can't get back to working it for at least three or four more days, whether it is hurting or not. That means most of a week with no exercise, and that kind of thing chucks me off the wagon in a hurry if I'm not careful. On the up side, I declared Saturday a free day, limped to the Winter Solstice gathering of our dear friends, including one who I haven't seen in a year, as she lives in Australia. SO good, and we did absolutely filthy Mad Libs, laughed ourselves silly and ate... Chocolate Soup. I'm not kidding - it's so wonderful! But since then I've been trying to be good while I'm forced to sit on my posterior, with mixed results. 
Hope your ankle gets better soon!
So sorry about your ankle, hon. 
In the meantime, you could do crunches! 
