i think i should be sitting at home right now, curled up in a blanket (or not because it’s hot), eating ice cream and watching the Oscars. but noooo, i’m at work. i just got back from the cafe where i picked up a juice and upon opening it and taking a sip, i realised that it had gone funny. it has a fermented taste to it which leaves me to wonder if drinking it will make me drunk which sounds appealing. I have decided against it because (a) i don’t want to be a lush; and (b) i don’t want it to go horribly wrong and i spend the afternoon with an upset tummy.
sh!t, just looked at the time. i have a meeting now…
… yes and i’m back. pointless. my doodles are getting better though. i drew a picture of a dragon today. i autographed it and gave it to a colleague. when i’m dead, he can sell it for millions. where was i?
ah yes, mondays. the weekend was nice and uneventful which is how i like it. we went to the pub on friday and had some bad-for-you dinner and not-so-good-for-you beer. it was lovely. and then back to ours for… a cup of tea. yes my friends, we capped off a late night (10pm) with a cup of tea. we are getting old!
saturday we lazed around, watched an opera. if you’re curious about opera and might want to try it out, try to see “elisir d’amour” with pavarotti and kathleen battle from 1991 – amazing. hmm, then i took a nap and then we watched a movie. sunday we did the same (except the Brit did house chores – not me). do you notice a repeating pattern with our weekends? i don’t mind it so much. i guess if i were looking at our life from the outisde, i may think “sheesh, they’re boring. does she own anything besides pajamas?” but i love our life and as long as i get to spend it with the Brit, i’m happy. hmm, there seems to be no segue to my next topic from that unexpected touching moment…
Lent. Yep, it’s that time of year again. the only Catholic thing i still do (i don’t count celebrating christmas). It’s that guilt thing that Catholics are so good at. whoever went to hell for eating a hamburger on a Friday? sounds silly i know. but that’s how it was positioned in my years (and years) of catholic upbringing. do this or else! well, i’m not going to take my chances! no siree! so each year i give up animal products. no meat, no dairy, no eggs. nuthin’. forty days. (side note- how come the word “forty” doesn’t have a “u” in it but “four” does?). starting on wednesday. i have allowed one day of cheating – march 21st. the Brit and I are going to the Flower Drum for annivesary dinner and there’s no way i’m missing out. but seriously, i had no idea how many things had eggs or milk in it until i gave it up. i’ll pretty much be eating berries and leaves. it’s not so bad. it’ll be fine. but believe me, i’m going animal product crazy today and tomorrow. i had a bit of butter on my toast this morning and i don’t even have buttered toast ever! extra milk in my coffee, bacon in my sandwich for lunch… i may have ice cream for dinner followed by a steak for dessert (or the other way around).
and that’s all my news. trust me, it’ll get more interesting when i’m vegan. the grouchiness will be upped a few notches and my posts may start to get a slightly more vitriolic. but you never know. i have the Brit to balance me out. Hope you all had a perfect weekend.
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