Well, DH fixed the internet connection lickety split this morning, but I had to do the grocery shopping, which typically takes me awhile because I usually get sidetracked a bit before I make it to the market - have to check out some of my favorite stores to see what's new, and poke around some. Then I did the grocery shopping. Now,
here's the scenario: I shop every two weeks at a market about twenty miles outside of Worcester (which for the newbies, is where I live) because the prices are so much better and they carry all the brand names that we like. I started going there before we bought this house - we had a condo in Leominster, MA, which is where this market is. I do my BIG shopping there bi-weekly, and then pick up the milk and little stuff that we run out of during the week closer to home. The market closer to home currently has a P.R. gimmick going on where they've hooked up with Sunoco gas stations locally, and for every $50 you spend at the grocery store (swiping your grocery card each time), you get ten cents a gallon off a fill-up at Sunoco. So, my discount is now up to ninety cents a gallon, and I wanted to get my tank filled up, but you can only use your discount for one fill-up, and then you have to start building your credits up from ten cents a gallon again. My gas tank was only a quarter full, which would be
just about enough to do the 40 some-odd miles to and from the grocery store in Leominster. My gas gauge has this quirk where when it's first filled up, it takes about 100 miles (not much more than one day's commute in and out of Boston) before the gauge starts to go down - and then when it gets down to about a quarter of a tank, you know you're really only dealing with about an eighth of a tank. I
really wanted to get my fill-up with as empty a tank as possible because I'd be getting the gas for right around $1.70 a gallon, so I decided to go to Leominster and back on that quarter tank and see if I could make it. (I love a challenge.)
So, I get to Leominster - and putt around the mall, some (there's a shopping mall adjacent to the grocery store plaza) and then do my grocery shopping and head home. Now my gas gauge is at about an eighth of a tank, which, as I've explained, is really LESS than an eighth of a tank, and I've got twenty miles or so to get home. So, naturally, I get half-way home, and my "low gas" icon pops on, and I think somebody told me that you've got about ten miles left when that comes on, but I mean, who knows for sure? I knew I had just about ten more miles to get home, but could I make it PAST the turn-off to my house and to the Sunoco station that's about two miles beyond?
Hmmmm.
Yeah. So you KNOW I chickened out, right? I stopped for some non-Sunoco gas, and now I've got to use up THIS gas and try to be right near empty
when I'm not twenty miles away from a sunoco station!
What
drama, eh?
So, I got home, DH helped bring in the $267 worth of groceries (this gets more and more ridiculous, all the money we spend on food!) and then we set off to shop for shirts for him; he recently inventoried his heavier, long-sleeved shirts, and found that a lot needed replacing. Plus he has thousands of ties, but you know how when you're buying shirts, it just seems logical to find ties to match...he's horrendous to find shirts, or any kind of clothes for, really, because he's tall and big like a teddy bear. Not fat, just big and solid. Mostly, the shirt sleeves are too short, and he has to try every one on before buying any. BUT, we got lucky and found eight - count 'em. EIGHT shirts that fit perfectly, and a pair of pants and a sport jacket. Then I just happened to find two pairs of very chic wide-legged and cuffed pants in dark gray and brown
and a sweater for MOI in <gulp...I can't believe it! in a SIZE TWELVE!> Now, I'm guessing they just run on the large side, really, but is is a rather astounding thing at any rate, to put on a pair of 14's, and determine that they really ARE just TOO danged big even though I LIKE my clothes to fit loosely and comfortably! Oh, and I DID weigh myself this morning, and didn't have to push my ticker up, after all! In fact, I lost a whole four-tenths of a pound!!!!! At THIS rate, I'll waste away to a stick somewhere around 2020, eh?
Okay, then after our highly successful shopping expedition (I KNOW I'm making us sound like conspicuous consumers, but the truth of the matter is that DH owns four or five decent suits for work that he replaces on a rotating schedule of one a year, and wears his shirts for three or four years apiece, too - only gets new ones when the old ones start looking more like rags than shirts. Now ME, I do buy more clothes than he does, but whole
weeks go by that I don't buy a single thing for myself! )
THEN we went out for supper, ate conservatively, it started to pour just as we were leaving the restaurant, and we ran through the rain laughing like two hyenas.
Now we're home, we have internet access, and what more could we ask of life?
I'm in my pyjammies, too,
Rosey. <looking surreptitiously around for any opposite-gendered readers> gotta say it always feels good to just yank off that bra and really relax.
Trish, I'm on friendly terms with my scales today.

That doesn't mean we won't be enemies again soon, though. I've discovered that not only do they LIE, but they can't make up their mind from one day to the next, either.
Lynn, I'm LOVING the "Rose Gallery" idea, but I honestly don't know if I can scout up a "before" picture. When I'm unhappy with my weight, I avoid the camera like the plague.

I'll look through all our pictures, but I can't think of any right at this minute. I'll do my best. Thank you for doing this, though. It's certainly way beyond MY expertise. I'm glad you're feeling better.

Oh,
Karen! Let's hope your dream is a prophetic one! Wouldn't that be wonderful??? I keep sending those vibes, and I know a lot of the others are doing the same. How are your furbabies lately? They're so adorable!

(Tee hee - that was the closest I could find to how they look!)
Hi
Ali - yep, I know from nothing about astrology, either, but I have friends who dabble. And it really IS weird the way at certain times, people ALL feel unsettled and machines break and so on and so forth. It's as good an explanation as any I can come up with, I guess.

Hellos and hugs

to everyone - my
Tee; dear
Phyl whom I hope is having a wonderful time with her family;
Jo-annie, whom I
know is enjoying another idyllic weekend with Geoff;
Marylynn,
LindaD,
Meowee-Linda,
Gayle,
Cat,
Lyn,
Lily, and all the rest of you
Golden Girls, wherever you may be!
TTFN,
Z 