We're off to New York City
See some friends
Buy some clothes
Visit some old haunts
Get scanned for possible cancer
You know the score.
trouble with scans every 12 weeks is that you get scanned, wait two weeks for results and then relax for a bit - knowing that all is fine. Until BAM it's week 10 and you need to start the whole insurance clearance thing again. Every cough becomes evidence of a tumor. Every twinge a sign of internal organs being forced aside by something malignant.
Doesn't help that both Jude and I are having really vivid dreams about my being positive this time and needing to go back into treatment. And I don't really have vivid dreams. It's pathetic how deep my subconscious is buried. Really sad.
Still I'm here. We have New York, Las Vegas, Miami, Montreal, Mexico City and Buenos Aires on the trip calendar. Jobs we like. A place we love. And an expectation of a summer that will be outdoorsy, glamor filled and unlike anything we've ever done before.
Cool times ahead ---> and I really didn't think I'd be here in 2008 to say that
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Rash
So today I woke up with my eyes dry and flaking, with an angry red rash at my elbows and with the urge to scratch until bleed. It's really annoying as I know that all I need is a decent steroid cream and the whole thing will be fine. But being the US I need insurance clearance, a doctor's referal and a note from a specialist. All of which takes time and money and energy. Oh for 'socialized medicine'
Of course socialized medicine is one of the big "It's communism!" no-nos here in the US. Never mind that the US is slipping down the health leagues and that close to 1 in 6 people have no coverage ---> the thought of state control of the system fills people with horror and has lobbyists shaking in their tassled loafers.
Of course nobody minds 'socialized firegfighters' or 'socialized elementary school teachers' - it's just the medicine bit that frightens. Which is a crying shame. Especially for those who spend their lives in fear of illness and the bills that it might bring.
Now lots of the people running for president are paying lip-service to health but they're also being funded by the healthcare and insurance company industries (at least those with enough money to win are anyway) so the chance of real change is slight.
And "change" is the word of 2008 so far. Hillary is a proven agent of change. Obama hopes for change. Romney changes positions on change every 20 mins. You're either an agent for change driven by a personal agenda or you're dead in the water. Even Guilliani (the man who pretty much destroyed the nightclub scene in NYC with his dancing regulations and who placed the command centre for disaster response in the world trade center despite cries not to do it) is now an agent of change.
It's ridiculous. It's as though the electorate are bums and the people we have to choose from are offering loose coins. I for one am for the status quo - until the Bloomberg - Schwartzenegger challenge - at which point I'm for the billionaire and the nazi groper
Of course socialized medicine is one of the big "It's communism!" no-nos here in the US. Never mind that the US is slipping down the health leagues and that close to 1 in 6 people have no coverage ---> the thought of state control of the system fills people with horror and has lobbyists shaking in their tassled loafers.
Of course nobody minds 'socialized firegfighters' or 'socialized elementary school teachers' - it's just the medicine bit that frightens. Which is a crying shame. Especially for those who spend their lives in fear of illness and the bills that it might bring.
Now lots of the people running for president are paying lip-service to health but they're also being funded by the healthcare and insurance company industries (at least those with enough money to win are anyway) so the chance of real change is slight.
And "change" is the word of 2008 so far. Hillary is a proven agent of change. Obama hopes for change. Romney changes positions on change every 20 mins. You're either an agent for change driven by a personal agenda or you're dead in the water. Even Guilliani (the man who pretty much destroyed the nightclub scene in NYC with his dancing regulations and who placed the command centre for disaster response in the world trade center despite cries not to do it) is now an agent of change.
It's ridiculous. It's as though the electorate are bums and the people we have to choose from are offering loose coins. I for one am for the status quo - until the Bloomberg - Schwartzenegger challenge - at which point I'm for the billionaire and the nazi groper
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Photos and stuffn
So it feels as though things are ramping up here. Whilst at an exhibition of the rather dull pictures of Arthur Miller (yes, THAT one) I got talking to a guy who invited me to go with him to the most derelict sites in Detroit "when the light is right" to try a 'photo safari'
Then I have a photography class starting in a couple of weeks. Plus an invitation to a meet of a group of Flickr photographers. All rather splendid and I'm sure rather enjoyable (when the weather gets above -15c)
I do love taking pics, though it's been a while since I've ventured out to take any. It's what I do in the absence of spatial or visual awareness. Oh and talent. I do lack talent. Jude has an eye for composition, I have a mind for technical detail. I'd be a great assistant. She'd be a great 'artist'
Still I am still getting out into the world and new people always come with such possibility. I just might like it here.
Then I have a photography class starting in a couple of weeks. Plus an invitation to a meet of a group of Flickr photographers. All rather splendid and I'm sure rather enjoyable (when the weather gets above -15c)
I do love taking pics, though it's been a while since I've ventured out to take any. It's what I do in the absence of spatial or visual awareness. Oh and talent. I do lack talent. Jude has an eye for composition, I have a mind for technical detail. I'd be a great assistant. She'd be a great 'artist'
Still I am still getting out into the world and new people always come with such possibility. I just might like it here.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Auto show fever
So the Detroit Auto Show is in full swing and while it's probably the 2009 Ford F150 truck that's the most important new vehicle in terms of the industry (it's the biggest seller in the US) most of the buzz has been around the new, bejewelled, Lincoln. I have to say that is is a looker and the video makes it look like a Miami Penthouse on wheels but I'm not sure that I'd actuallyu drive one. It's all a bit too conspicuous for me.
Interesting to see lots of energy around more sustainable cars but while people are talking about how in the future their Tank like SUVs and slinky sports cars will be run on the smiles of children and on the pollen that makes you all hayfeverish there are a couple of actual advances already available. They have names like EcoBoost which in a country with a mania for 'more' isn't bad at all. It's the Pepsi Max vs. Diet Coke thing - you want more or you want less?
Car I've pictured is the concept for a baby Hummer. They're calling it HX but it's really an H4 - designed to compete with the smaller jeeps. Beats offsetting the bad you do with a 'Hummer Helps' campaign asking drivers to show up when disaster strikes. Actually that was clever - talks about capabilities and ruggedness while looking like it has a heart.
Not sure I've seen anything that I'd kill to own this year - though the European Verve looks interesting
More on Thursday - after I've been given a guide walk through of the whole show (!)
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Back on the Reformer
I started back with Pilates today. I love just how German it all is. Lots of equipment and rules about movement and range of movement. I love that the machines have names like The Reformer. And I love my new Sewdish instructor. She has a Volvo. She's blonde. Doubtless she beats herself with twigs whilst listening to Abba at steam room swingers parties.
But today I remembered the importance of breath. I opened up my chest some. I stretched my (rock solid) hamstrings and I started to feel just a little bit better. It's good this Pilates stuff.
Now to the vet with the animals (annual check up time, rabies shots all around) and then into work for a quick meeting with the 'big guy' while Jude stays home and works on an abstract for a conference paper.
Sun's shining too
But today I remembered the importance of breath. I opened up my chest some. I stretched my (rock solid) hamstrings and I started to feel just a little bit better. It's good this Pilates stuff.
Now to the vet with the animals (annual check up time, rabies shots all around) and then into work for a quick meeting with the 'big guy' while Jude stays home and works on an abstract for a conference paper.
Sun's shining too
Friday, January 11, 2008
The things you see in Michigan
One of the best things about Michigan in the winter is that as you drive around you see weird cars everywhere. They tend not to have badges on them. And to be disguised in some way. The wheels are quite often just black with no real decoration. They sometimes wear weird bits of vinyl. Or sometimes - like this one, they just show up at a party in all of their finery.
Michigan you see is not only the home of the US Auto industry, it's also the home of cold weather testing. So when people want the cars to look cool they ship them to parties in the vicinity. When they want to see whether they start in the cold they drive them around test tracks here.
I'm sure that there are people here who make their money out of spy shots and compared to lying in a gutter trying to get a snap of LiLo's snatch it's a pretty honorable way to make a living. Though Lilo's Vjay-jay is spotted a little more often than a new Camero I'm sure.
Still as a petrol head I still get a buzz out of spotting something that will soon become commonplace. I remember when it was covered in vinyl shall be my refrain from here out.
PS When are they going to bring back vinyl roofs? Surely as the demand for vinyl has plummeted so have prices. It's time people. It's time.
Michigan you see is not only the home of the US Auto industry, it's also the home of cold weather testing. So when people want the cars to look cool they ship them to parties in the vicinity. When they want to see whether they start in the cold they drive them around test tracks here.
I'm sure that there are people here who make their money out of spy shots and compared to lying in a gutter trying to get a snap of LiLo's snatch it's a pretty honorable way to make a living. Though Lilo's Vjay-jay is spotted a little more often than a new Camero I'm sure.
Still as a petrol head I still get a buzz out of spotting something that will soon become commonplace. I remember when it was covered in vinyl shall be my refrain from here out.
PS When are they going to bring back vinyl roofs? Surely as the demand for vinyl has plummeted so have prices. It's time people. It's time.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Personal Authenticity
I woke up early this morning with an idea of how I could write a piece about 'personal authenticity'. And I woke up excited (steady DK). It's been so long since I found work stimulating and exciting that I'm actually feeling quite giddy on it all. Post Cancer work was a slog that was slowly killing me. I changed jobs and was shackled by a system that asked me to facilitate thinking rather than think myself and I have to say that I think I forgot what it was like to go to bed with a problem in your head and wake up with an idea of how to solve it, how to re-express it, how to help other people understand what it is that you're trying to say.
Wrote a portrait of a person this morning that didn't just say what this person read and what they bought, it said how they smelled, what tattoos they would have (or be considering) and what it was that drove them to do the things that they do. It's easier when the target is closer to you than it is to someone you've never met but this stuff was pretty good today. And I'm shocked to find that I'm still pretty good at this stuff. It's weird after all of this time going back to something and finding that it still excites you.
Maybe advertising is like porn - all you need to do is leave it for a while, put it in a cupboard and when you come back it's interesting and new and stimulating all over again.
Maybe not.
But it's 8.40am, I've been at work for 2 hrs already and I'm lovin' it
Wrote a portrait of a person this morning that didn't just say what this person read and what they bought, it said how they smelled, what tattoos they would have (or be considering) and what it was that drove them to do the things that they do. It's easier when the target is closer to you than it is to someone you've never met but this stuff was pretty good today. And I'm shocked to find that I'm still pretty good at this stuff. It's weird after all of this time going back to something and finding that it still excites you.
Maybe advertising is like porn - all you need to do is leave it for a while, put it in a cupboard and when you come back it's interesting and new and stimulating all over again.
Maybe not.
But it's 8.40am, I've been at work for 2 hrs already and I'm lovin' it
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Survived
So having survived the freak warm weather, the near hit tornado and the torrential rain I made my way into work today - where I was actually useful. And good.
It's been a long time since I was either.
My last job was all about bringing people along with you and about intellectual slight of hand. The process was that we didn't have the ideas - we facilitated the client and had THEM have ideas. Which was great in theory but often led to subtle (or not so subtle) planting of ideas in sessions and frustration when the signs weren't 'properly read'
Today I got to say exactly what I thought. And only what I thought. I got to make a real leap from a quite generic start point and help people understand what this COULD mean. And it seemed to be well received.
Feeling alive and vibrant and buzzing and stimulated and as though I could take on the world and have a decent shot.
Fantastic
It's been a long time since I was either.
My last job was all about bringing people along with you and about intellectual slight of hand. The process was that we didn't have the ideas - we facilitated the client and had THEM have ideas. Which was great in theory but often led to subtle (or not so subtle) planting of ideas in sessions and frustration when the signs weren't 'properly read'
Today I got to say exactly what I thought. And only what I thought. I got to make a real leap from a quite generic start point and help people understand what this COULD mean. And it seemed to be well received.
Feeling alive and vibrant and buzzing and stimulated and as though I could take on the world and have a decent shot.
Fantastic
Monday, January 07, 2008
Weird day all around
I should have known that it was going to be a weird week. First the bitter cold of last week turned into record breaking high temperatures of 17c today. Then there's the snow in California, the continued frost in Florida and Hillary showing signs of emotion in New Hampshire.
But I thought that work was going to be predictable. At least until my boss sidled over and whispered 'come with me'
Ten minutes later we were down in the 'executive car park' being briefed on how not to crash the new Knight Rider car. The series breaks here on Feb 17th and the new KITT (now the Knight Industries THREE thousand) is a Shelby Cobra 500KR (or something, oops). It had the light on the front, a cool box just labeled KITT and very little else. You had to engage gears by sliding back a panel and fishing for switches with your fingers. The traction control was turned off. And it was without any real safety feature. But take it out and WOW!
Now I couldn't live with the car every day - the slightest twitch from your foot results in a supercharger whine and you being thrust backwards as satan erupts from hell just behind you making rather a loud noise as he goes. But watching people in Ford Foci and Chevvy Impala literally scurry for cover as we hurtled down the road was well worth it.
Tres cool. And another thing crossed off the 'to do' list
Wooom, woom, voom, vvoom
I've just driven KITT.
Very quickly
And with the red light at the front glowing.
It's a story I'll tell at length later.
But it was very cool
Very quickly
And with the red light at the front glowing.
It's a story I'll tell at length later.
But it was very cool
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Another blog
We've been missing New York for the last few weeks.
Mainly because Michigan is in hibernation and I still subscribe to Time Out New York - so I've been seeing all of the events still happening back there.
And then of course there are the calls from friends who keep asking "So are you gonna give up and come home to New York yet?"
The good thing is that work is great for both of us. We're meeting great people here and the animals are happier than I've ever seen them.
And we're going to head towards New York for the weekend.
Followed by Belgium for Jude
Vegas for both of us
And then Miami
Friday, January 04, 2008
Iowa
So last night I watched the results of the Iowa Causus come in. I particularly like the way that the democrats choose a candidate. First you show up at the voting place. Then you go and stand in the area of the room designated to your candidate (a bit like Run-a-round) - you're then counted. Anyone with 15% of the attendees is viable - the rest are out but their supporters are in play. So there's debate and bartering and no doubt lots of looking for which group is closest to the heating and who has cookies in their pockets. Then it's Run-a-round and the votes are counted.
In this case it was Obama who took the night - followed by John Edwards and Hillary Clinton. The speeches were great. Edwards was jubilant and gave his stump speech. Hillary sounded resigned and talked about it being more important that a democrat win than that she wins (though she'd like to if it's all the same with everyone), Obama - predicatably - talked about 'Hope' and gave his "We are not a collection of red states and blue states... we are the United States" in a horse yet sexy voice that had people leaning in then on their feet.
On the other side the good Xtian voters of Iowa voted mild mannered preacher Huckabee ahead of shifty mormon Romney. Romney had all of the money and the good hair - Huckabee had Chuck Norris. Yes THAT Chuck Norris. It was odd to see him talking about mildness and concern and charity with my "My tears can cure cancer - but alas Chuck Norris cannot allow himself to cry". Weirder still was Norris and a blonde 'hottie' changing places mid speech - elbowing out the rather more substantial Mrs Huckabee in the process.
All eyes are now on Iowa - I do hope that Hillary signs up Mr T.
In this case it was Obama who took the night - followed by John Edwards and Hillary Clinton. The speeches were great. Edwards was jubilant and gave his stump speech. Hillary sounded resigned and talked about it being more important that a democrat win than that she wins (though she'd like to if it's all the same with everyone), Obama - predicatably - talked about 'Hope' and gave his "We are not a collection of red states and blue states... we are the United States" in a horse yet sexy voice that had people leaning in then on their feet.
On the other side the good Xtian voters of Iowa voted mild mannered preacher Huckabee ahead of shifty mormon Romney. Romney had all of the money and the good hair - Huckabee had Chuck Norris. Yes THAT Chuck Norris. It was odd to see him talking about mildness and concern and charity with my "My tears can cure cancer - but alas Chuck Norris cannot allow himself to cry". Weirder still was Norris and a blonde 'hottie' changing places mid speech - elbowing out the rather more substantial Mrs Huckabee in the process.
All eyes are now on Iowa - I do hope that Hillary signs up Mr T.
Thursday, January 03, 2008
A weird bunch of searches
I've had a whole bunch of people coming into the site from Canada - all looking for post-op trannies. My first thought was that I may have inadvertently linked to the popular website "Dick or No Dick" upon which Howie Mandell, Christopher Biggins and Dana International ask you to 'Open the box' of one of 25 lovely 'Ladies' after guessing 'dick or no dick'... the object of the game is to correctly guess the contents of as many 'black boxes' before 'The Wanker' sounds his horn.
Turns out that there's just something going on in Canada that's driving people first to Google and then to here.
So if you're here looking for Post Op Trannies you're in the wrong place - but for a small fee I could furnish you with some addresses and a range of passwords that might just help you find what you're looking for.
Turns out that there's just something going on in Canada that's driving people first to Google and then to here.
So if you're here looking for Post Op Trannies you're in the wrong place - but for a small fee I could furnish you with some addresses and a range of passwords that might just help you find what you're looking for.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
the road is long
>bit of a trek to the i-94 this morning as the good town of Ann Arbor seems more intent on subsidizing Birkenstocks for Lesbians than it does actually clearing any roads.
Still I made it in one piece and am now bracing myself for the coldest night of the winter so far. Have a trip to the dentist tomorrow - I'm hoping that my dental insurance has cleared by then - so hopefully I can stop tongueing the side of my mouth in such disgusting 'fashion'
weirdly they're predicting a thaw and 9c by Monday. I'm weather obsessed. It's weird. Actually when the cold is life threatening - it's not. It's sensible. But if the dog eats more snow and then needs out at 5.30am again tonight then she's going alone
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Liars
When we first looked at Ann Arbor I was excited at the idea of having an excuse to buy a 4*4. Perhaps a Suzuki SX4 or something butcher... maybe a Subaru (okay not much butcher but the ultimate Lesbian car and therefore butch enough)
Of course the locals tsk'd and tee-hee'd. "Why do you want a 4*4?" they asked, over plucked eyebrows raised to comic levels. "We get snow here. We clear the roads. You don't need a 4*4"
I listened. I bought a 4 litre sports car with rear wheel drive and no ground clearance. And then it snowed. And the roads look like this. Not much evidence of snow plows here I think. Even our Hummer driving neighbor (gay of course, do you know a Hummer driver who isn't? Actually do you have a neighbor who isn't - or are only we living in a low rent version of Will & Grace?) gave up on driving home last night.
Of course I have work tomorrow - which means a 70 mile round trip. The forecast is for -14c. And more snow. So it's going to be a slog - though you do find that when you get to the motorway things get a little better.
Still I have a theory on a car and a category that I'm really excited about - and evidence that as each car in the segment has been launched so too has the percentage of people ordering 'beige' as their choice. Hoping to prove that a category that once managed to move the mainstream and make the avante garde acceptable is now the surest way to say that you've given up on life. I love that a once vibrant category can now stand for 'resignation' and am geniunely excited about doing something to turn that around.
Work cannot come fast enough tomorrow
Of course the locals tsk'd and tee-hee'd. "Why do you want a 4*4?" they asked, over plucked eyebrows raised to comic levels. "We get snow here. We clear the roads. You don't need a 4*4"
I listened. I bought a 4 litre sports car with rear wheel drive and no ground clearance. And then it snowed. And the roads look like this. Not much evidence of snow plows here I think. Even our Hummer driving neighbor (gay of course, do you know a Hummer driver who isn't? Actually do you have a neighbor who isn't - or are only we living in a low rent version of Will & Grace?) gave up on driving home last night.
Of course I have work tomorrow - which means a 70 mile round trip. The forecast is for -14c. And more snow. So it's going to be a slog - though you do find that when you get to the motorway things get a little better.
Still I have a theory on a car and a category that I'm really excited about - and evidence that as each car in the segment has been launched so too has the percentage of people ordering 'beige' as their choice. Hoping to prove that a category that once managed to move the mainstream and make the avante garde acceptable is now the surest way to say that you've given up on life. I love that a once vibrant category can now stand for 'resignation' and am geniunely excited about doing something to turn that around.
Work cannot come fast enough tomorrow
As if by magic
So last night we had some people over. Ate too much, drank a lot and looked up to see that it was almost time for the comedy thing. So we put on our coats and we ran down uncrowded streets to the venue. 90 mins later (I know what a rip off!) we came out into snow. Lots of snow. Lots and lots of snow. So I grabbed the old camera (don't care if it gets wet these days, it's now a workhorse) and ran down with the dog to grab a pic of Jude.
2007 was a good year I think. It wasn't an easy year. We moved. We switched jobs. We left a city that feels like home for a town that feels like the ones we moved to a city to avoid. We were by turns frustrated and doubtful and impatient and stressed to the point of American but as the years ends things look good.
I've realized that in a town this small you have to 'do rather than view'. We're 'hosting' much more often, meeting some fabulous people and having a good time doing it. The house is great. The town is full of little surprises and we;re slowly chancing across them. Summer looks to be spectacular. And my new job is both exactly what I want AND need to be doing right now.
We look forward to seeing more of you next year (we're going to be traveling more) - Michigan in the summer is spectacular. We have the space, we can help out with flights if need be and we'd LOVE to see you.
2007 was a good year I think. It wasn't an easy year. We moved. We switched jobs. We left a city that feels like home for a town that feels like the ones we moved to a city to avoid. We were by turns frustrated and doubtful and impatient and stressed to the point of American but as the years ends things look good.
I've realized that in a town this small you have to 'do rather than view'. We're 'hosting' much more often, meeting some fabulous people and having a good time doing it. The house is great. The town is full of little surprises and we;re slowly chancing across them. Summer looks to be spectacular. And my new job is both exactly what I want AND need to be doing right now.
We look forward to seeing more of you next year (we're going to be traveling more) - Michigan in the summer is spectacular. We have the space, we can help out with flights if need be and we'd LOVE to see you.
Monday, December 31, 2007
wicked New Year
So we suddenly have a bunch of people for New Year... which means dinner (bruschetta, butternut squash soup, a potato crusted halibut and Jude's keylime pie - this time with tequilla) and lots of mad vacuuming.
Then we have a 'comedy' show with Cash Levy ===> a man for whom there are still tickets, in a small town, with no other place open, on New Year's Eve. YouTube shows that he thinks that he's good with audience banter... giving me the chance to try out my "What do I do for a living? I'm a gynaecologist... and I reckonized you straight away" heckle. It's not great, but it's an opener. The man needs taking down.
And judging by the look on Jude's face here she's ready to do it...
Happy New Year all
Then we have a 'comedy' show with Cash Levy ===> a man for whom there are still tickets, in a small town, with no other place open, on New Year's Eve. YouTube shows that he thinks that he's good with audience banter... giving me the chance to try out my "What do I do for a living? I'm a gynaecologist... and I reckonized you straight away" heckle. It's not great, but it's an opener. The man needs taking down.
And judging by the look on Jude's face here she's ready to do it...
Happy New Year all
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Any excuse
I've been thinking about how I'd justify posting this pic. I could talk about how after weeks of begging I've finally managed to sign up for a photography class. Trouble is only the second part is true - I didn't beg, I just signed up. I could talk about needing absolution after weeks of eating too much and consuming liquids like an early 1990s VW (my 2001 Golf ate oil, it was ridiculous) - instead I'll just post the thing and have done with it.Jude hard at work the last couple of days - it seems that Academy deadlines loom over the holidays; so she's either nose in a book, typing furiously, asking 'what do you think of this?' or canvassing friends for an opinion on what she's doing. We'd planned on being in Vegas - but deadines are more important so instead we'll do New York as soon as she's submitted and then Vegas when she gets back from visiting her mom in Belgium.
Of course having seen Alex and Christianna's pictures from Miami - where the sky is blue, the temps bikini warm and Christmas is spent on the beach we're both wishing that we'd headed that way. It's not so much the cold here that gets to you, it's the grey. On the days when the sun shines all is fantastic. Steps have spring in them. Strides have pride. But when it greys over then you really do have to make an effort.
Having the dog helps. Yesterday she dragged me around two parks and then ran like a mad thing at the 2acre dog run. Of course the dog run should have been renamed the dog rink as the one day of above freezing temps had melted the snow only for the -11c temps to turn it back into sheet ice. She did well though. No falls, no tumbles, no submissions.
Other stuff. I'm due more scans - but can't make the appointment until my new medical card arrives as the doctor needs the number. The gym is easier nnow that I time the cardio part of my workout to an episode of the really rather good Prison Break and we finally have plans for New Year's Eve. Still a ghost town out there (the students go home for the holidays) so getting tickets for everything but James Blunt (weirdly) is easy.
Okay enough blog-moping - time to do some work myself.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Hoops
So yesterday we picked up a friend of Jude and her bf from the airport, finished off the leftovers, caught up on work, watched The Sixth Sense for the first time since Singapore, drove 45miles to the Detroit Sketchy's and managed to make it back in time for drinks before the bar closed.
I still haven't lost any of the 5lbs that I gained in Mexico (I blame the champagne buffet - give me alcohol and I'm able to eat my own weight in muffins) but I've not gained anything either. Guess that means hitting the gym today.
I tried to sign up for Pilates yesterday but the woman behind the counter was having none of it. She wanted me to wait until Jan 2nd and so I will wait. Weird as I had the $650 they want from me in my pocket and ready to go.
Don't have much of a plan for today - will check out Arborweb later and of course there's a slew of Oscar contending movies (or puportedly Oscar contending) in the cinema at the moment. But first I must haul my ass over to the gym.
I still haven't lost any of the 5lbs that I gained in Mexico (I blame the champagne buffet - give me alcohol and I'm able to eat my own weight in muffins) but I've not gained anything either. Guess that means hitting the gym today.
I tried to sign up for Pilates yesterday but the woman behind the counter was having none of it. She wanted me to wait until Jan 2nd and so I will wait. Weird as I had the $650 they want from me in my pocket and ready to go.
Don't have much of a plan for today - will check out Arborweb later and of course there's a slew of Oscar contending movies (or puportedly Oscar contending) in the cinema at the moment. But first I must haul my ass over to the gym.
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