What better way to spend an evening than laptopping by the glow of the Christmas tree lights while watching trashy celebrity news, eating jujubes, kittycat cuddling and warming one's feet by the fire? It's that kind of nasty rain-soaked night that leaves your bones cold long after you've come inside. I woke up with a headache that Tylenol hasn't quite slain -- though it's taken the edge off, I can still feel the pain lurking on the sidelines, plotting its return. It occurred to me that it's probably the lingering effects of the wine I drank last night -- which is pretty sad, since I only had a couple small glasses.
On Wednesday nights my roommate and I have our "date night," which consists of having dinner and watching America's Next Top Model. We take turns cooking and buying wine with the rules that we have to try a new recipe every week and must give the non-cook the opportunity to veto the choice in case it's something they really hate (so far not a problem, since neither of us have met many foods we don't like). cricker81 outdid herself last night with Pork Tenderloin With Onion-Balsamic Sauce and light scalloped potatoes. Yum!
Working a split shift tomorrow with YMCA volunteering in between -- which means 14 hours divvied up between 3 gyms. Huzzah! With all that gym-time on my hands I better damn well get a good workout in -- I tried this afternoon, but my aching head and general wine-related weakness made it a write-off. Between a half-hearted half hour on the elliptical, a few lazy crunches and the feeling that one more push-up might result in total organ failure, I've had better days on the fitness front. C'est la vie!
