catching up

(written 12/21/05, 9am) My insanely wonderful husband did a load of laundry last night while I was taking a bath, so that I’d have some shirts to wear. I came downstairs this morning, having fallen into bed immediately after my bath, and got very confused because I couldn’t figure out when he could’ve possibly done laundry without waking me up when he came in and out of the CRRRRREEEEEEEAAAAAAK!ing door. After a few moments, though, I remembered about the bath. :) Anyway, isn’t he wonderful? *beam* Best husband ever.

So among other things you can’t get in this country, it seems, is marshmallow creme. This has resulted in me learning you can *make* marshmallow creme! Who knew?! Ted and I are going to make some this morning (I’d been going to last night, but instead I bathed), and then perhaps I’ll make fudge. And toffee. And Russian tea cakes. Although I probably won’t make all of those today. I bought some of the little chocolate chips they have here, and will use those for my fudge, although I’m nervous about them. Fudge ought to be made with Nestle’s chocolate chips, and between that and homemade marshmallow creme, well. We’ll see. *squinty look*

Good God I’m sore. Between the Curves workout, following it up with a dance barre session, and walking 8 or 9 miles in the last two days, holy cow with the ow. This is why I took a bath last night, although I fear I just don’t have Deborah’s stamina for them. I didn’t even manage to stay in the bath through the duration of one full CD, much less the three or six hours she seems to be able to bathe for. Still, it was a very nice very hot bath, after which I collapsed into bed and slept for nearly twelve hours. Buh. I don’t know where that came from, either. (Possibly, y’know, the aforementioned workouts & walks, though….)

Either I have a cold in the back of my throat or I am horribly horribly dehydrated. The latter is almost certainly true. I hope the former is not also true.

I’ve made a list of people to call in the new year in order to see about getting out of the house and getting a life. These include a college of music and a guitar school, a dance school, going to the pool to swim as well as to talk to the lady about maybe riding her husand’s horses, and, er, okay, a chiropractor, which probably doesn’t count but is a good idea. Although! I have not been to a chiro since I came here, and so far I’m doing pretty well! I could stand to be crunched, I think, as my back has some thickness to it, but I’m not suffering. Taking baths is helping me loosen up the muscles enough to pop my lower back on my own, if not as thoroughly, perhaps, as a chiro might, but it’s a good sign that I can do it at all. Ooh. I should see about yoga, too, although the only listing I can find in the golden pages doesn’t appear to be on the train line.

I want one of the little scooters they’ve got here. :) I have no idea how much they cost, or whether it’s freezing cold to ride around on them, but for short trips and exploration things by myself I think that’d be fun. :)