Sunday was a day for the books. There were crepes made (for me, not by me), during which I got the house vaccuumed, picked up, fire made, and the dishes done. The crepes were fantastic, exactly like I remember having from the Crepe Truck on Penn’s campus, sans the choices of fillings. Sigh, food trucks — I miss you but not your cholesterol elevating sauces. Thanks babe for cooking!
After the gorging was done, sat down in “my chair” by the fire with a nice hot cup of java, watching the TV, reading the WSJ. Doggie was the usual cute morning self - lounging around and sleeping. Football was on soon and I spent the better part of the day making sure my butt had ample time to caress the leather.
It was one of those days where you sit there watching TV in the middle of the morning completely content (and quite warm, thank you Mr. Fire) with the mornings progress on household chores and just enjoying the relaxation. I even did a bit of work, well work in the sense that it was work related, but I was really just fiddling around with debugging some arcane problem I hit, just to see if I could get it figured out. I did, at least to the point where I emailed the original author of the code asking “WTF is this supposed to do here?”
Tangent .. so the birds. Yes I have birds. Deal with it — I have. Since moving back, and honestly getting the dog, I’ve been less than thrilled with them. The make a damned big mess. I had resolved to take less than full care of them (I’m sooo not cleaning the cage every week, etc). It turns out I was just being a bad person. I’ve started to enjoy them again, even cleaned up their cage and bought them some new shredding toys and nesting house. They are pretty cute and seem to be enjoying themselves a bit more now. Even the dog will sit in the office and just watch the birds — not sure if he is just curious or watching them like we do the lobster tank in a seafood restaurant. “Mmm, that looks good, gonna have to order that one day”. End Tangent
So — the gf is out of town this week. This likely means working late every night — a secret and disturbingly fun event for me on occasion and eating poorly. Not that I eat healthy just when she is here — I ususally cook good food anyways — but more the ‘heh, gf out, boys play’ kind of mentality that I’m going use as an excuse to make steak or deep fried mumblmumble some night. I’m likely going to be bored with myself too — Mom & Sis watch out, I’m probably coming up for dinner one night to stave of the alone-ness (different from lonliness). I’m not sure what I amd doing next weekend other than watching more football (playoffs are getting good). I should find something good to do — probably going to launder the Harley cover and give it a good bath if the weather holds above freezing. It needs it and I don’t want to ride out a dirty bike the next time it is warm enough. I just got the new J&P cycle catalog and I am having a tough time finding something that I want for the bike. There are a few minor things, but I’m sadly lacking in the gratuitous spenditure area. Saaad.