Most days I eat a nice healthy breakfast – whole-grain or organic oatmeal. It’s filling and it doesn’t require chewing – a great breakfast for someone with braces! J This morning however, I was just craving a donut…and as I walked into work, I spied a system engineer carrying a box of Krispy Kremes. Score! I selected what appears to be a nice custard-filled glazed…and then I dug in with my fork (yes, I eat almost all normally-handheld foods with a utensil now). Ew. It was a lemon-crème*-filled glazed, not custard. Quite a disappointment. Oh, well. I feel slightly disappointed with a lot of foods lately. I’ve decided that if I am really really craving something, I’d be better off avoiding it, because it’s never going to taste as good as it does in my imagination. Yes, I’m totally a pessimist. My glass is not only half-empty, there is also something floating in it. Sigh…
- btw, did you know that if there is no dairy involved, a product cannot be called “cream” and must be called “crème” instead? Twinkies are crème-filled, for instance. Just another fun fact I learned while reading Twinkie Deconstructed.
I’ve been going nonstop for several days now – it was a busy weekend and has been an even busier week. It doesn’t look to slow down anytime soon. Quick recap: last Friday, we kicked off the weekend with Aurasing’s first
Saturday I fought off the next-day effects of too-much wine and we caught a late brunch at the casino before visiting some friends in the hospital. Two of the Divas and their babies were just floors apart, so it was an easy visit! Another Diva checks in this week for her delivery. (With still a couple of babies to come this year in the growing Diva family – needless to say, I’ve stopped drinking the studio water, just in case.) After the hospital, we caught a matinee showing of There Will Be Blood – an excellent movie, but LONG especially if you are experiencing your first orthodontic problem – my arch wire slipped out of the backmost bracket.
That night we headed downtown for the birthday party of a coworker’s girlfriend. It was an interesting party – the soundtrack was provided by whoever was playing Guitar Hero at the moment (so it was either really good or really bad at any given time!) I must say it was the most professional sounding rendition of “Happy Birthday” I’ve ever heard – a large portion of the guest-list is involved in the local theatre scene and many sing professionally. Intimidating, to say the least.
Sunday was the Super Bowl of course - we crowded around the TV at Rafal’s house, and I proceeded to eat as much as I could before my jaw got tired of chewing (this doesn’t take very long, but I made a dent in the garlic bread and chocolate cake). It was a good game, especially towards the end and the commercials were OK – there were some memorable ones, but I missed the deaf one… L Will have to catch that one on the Internet, I guess…
This week has been mostly about dance practice – Salome rehearsal on Sunday, Tribal Fusion class on Monday, Angeli Tennebrarum practice and Intermediate class last night… Tomorrow the Salomes will have a quick dress rehearsal at Creighton before we perform at the International Banquet there on Saturday… We’re still negotiating practice on Sunday, but I have the last class of one session of Tribal Fusion on Monday night, followed by the first class of the next session of that class on Tuesday and then A.T. practice and class on Wednesday…I doubt I’ll get danced out, but phew! That’s a lotta dancin’!
Tonight I will be helping with the Nebraska Food Coop delivery before heading to a Jr. League Leadership Academy meeting…but first a low-impact confession. I used the treadmill at the gym yesterday. The track was full and I was eager to run, so I hopped on an empty machine. It sucked. It was really frustrating – I didn’t realize how much my pace fluctuates when I run outside and on the track – I kept running into the bar. I haven’t used the treadmill since June last year – I gave it up during Crunchy Chicken’s Low-Impact Week. Since I have a track available when the weather gets bad, I decided it was selfish and unnecessary to waste the electricity using a machine to run. Last night’s run just reaffirmed that to me – I am back on the track tomorrow…
