No exercise, no proper eating, no challenge: Day 5.
Red, when do you find time to work? 5k jog, 2.5hour walk, horse riding, drinks (again!?). And yet you still find time to post!
I too am feeling a little under par this am. Too much vino and champers (actually most of it was cheap fizz - I contributed real champers, but only got a taste of my own offering). And of course the buffet. I can’t tell you too much about it
***FOOD PORN ALERT! NOTIFY THE FOOD POLICE!*** but there was a little too much of a sweet called sucre à la crème that Quebecers make and that is to die for and I can’t believe I ate the whole thing or at least it feels like I did… I’d tell you more but Red would rise from her sickbed to spank me.
I’m finally testing the advice I’ve been given for splitting my screen and composing in my equivalent to Word . I’ve got my fingers crossed

it will work when I try to post. Hmmm. How will I put in the smilies?
Fish, clever you for jumping at the upgrade! It’s like winning a mini-lottery when these things happen to us, and I have a feeling you’ll be able to really appreciate it to its fullest. Do you also get first crack at the shrimp/smoked salmon platters at the buffets?
At the party last night we had one of those gift exchanges where everyone brings a wrapped gift, everyone takes a number, you choose gifts in numerical order and can steal someone else’s gift rather than pick a fresh one. Anyway, long story short, they were supposed to be $15 gifts, and lucky me picked an old, cracked, ugly, plastic tray with sticky (no doubt from the thrift store sale sticker) still on it. It’s already in
my thrift store bin… And before anyone chides me for being materialistic, in this case it is the thought - or lack thereof - that counts. Everyone at the party works in the same field as me or is in a profession, so lack of money is NO excuse. Just a lack of consideration. Then again, a few «new» people had been added to the regular group, and they may not have quite understood that it wasn’t meant to be a white elephant exchange. Think good thoughts, Carla. Think good thoughts. Feel sorry for how embarrassed they must have been. (I feel better already! Maybe I should try some Coué affirmations next!)
Off in search of advil....