Ok, so I subscribe to Shape magazine, which often has interesting stuff that I faithfully ignore. But one of their ads in the newest issue is for this Golds-Gym-sponsored weight loss program thing, in which they’re stipulating an apple 1/2 hour before each meal, 3 times a day, as a, well, weight-loss plan. They’re doing a 12 week challenge which requires no entry fee, although they’ve got a “Total Success Kit” you can buy for nine bucks. The grand prize is $50,000. I think it actually sounds like sort of…
an apple a day?
Ok, so I subscribe to Shape magazine, which often has interesting stuff that I faithfully ignore. But one of their ads in the newest issue is for this Golds-Gym-sponsored weight loss program thing, in which they’re stipulating an apple 1/2 hour before each meal, 3 times a day, as a, well, weight-loss plan. They’re doing a 12 week challenge which requires no entry fee, although they’ve got a “Total Success Kit” you can buy for nine bucks. The grand prize is $50,000. I think it actually sounds like sort of…
wet ears
My ears are all full of water. I swam this morning (1 mile), and Ted and I went to Gwennie’s for breakfast/brunch,and it was quite good. And now I’m … procrastinating, pretty much. I should be doing some writing, and I’ll probably get around to it in a while, but I’m, er. What am I doing? Oh. Looking for Shane’s phone number so I can call him to tell him when the puppy is coming in. *calls Shane* Hm. That particular bit of procrastination is now taken care of. Although…
pea soup
Boy, I just made an excellent batch of pea soup. Sadly, Ted doesn’t like pea soup, so he can’t appreciate its excellence, but I assure you, it’s really very good. I also made a less excellent batch of biscuits, which tasted perfectly fine, but which are a trifle flat. Darn it, you roll *pie* dough out very thin! O.O I did better with this batch of biscuits than the last, which were *very* thin. These ones were only somewhat thin, and the first several I punched out are more or…
monday?
While I didn’t seem to think yesterday was Monday, despite having the day off in the middle of the week to psyche me out, I /did/ apparently spend the whole day believing that /today/ was Tuesday. I packed up several bags of garbage yesterday and put them all in the garage, in the mistaken belief that the garbage would be picked up this morning. To my great bewilderment, today is not Tuesday, and the garbage has not been picked up.