Friday, May 20, 2005

I don't usually get a giggle from things like this, but after God-knows-how-many-days of Michael Jackson coverage on CNN I couldn't stop myself.

Chock full o' nuts



Do you think it's possible to put too much 'stuff' in a cookie?

I might have pushed the envelope today by quartering a recipe that usually makes 100+ cookies. I don't think I did the best job of quartering the various chips and nuts and bits.

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Tonight: Fish and chips from the local kick-ass place with The Boy's mother. We're taking Murphy over to see her at her request; I'm not at all sure this will go well.

Monday, May 16, 2005

They're really only good for wrapping paper and cheap candy, right?


File this under Stupid to the Nth Degree:

There's been a recall in Canada for a certain type of early pregnancy test, which in itself isn't a big deal. What is amazing to me is the list of affected stores they quoted in the news item: Dollar Stores.

Who the hell would trust their HcG-laden pee to a $1 stick?

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Walk this way



This morning I began Round Umpteen of Getting Fit with Meg. I struck out before the rising sun with Michaela in my pocket set to my Workout! playlist and my hair pulled back in a bouncy ponytail.

I interval walked for 35 minutes before the call of nature found me taking advantage of the nearest Timmy's washroom. I figured while I was there I would pick up a Large with Milk, Half Decaf. No baked goods, thanks. See how good I was? Didja see? I want Brownie Points man!

Then it was a quick saunter home to feed the dogs and make tea for The Boy. I was feeling very disciplined as Day One progressed (see what a doofus I am?), that is until 3:00 p.m. rolled around. My back and stomach and leg muscles had begun to contract and twitch and I had begun to worry that tomorrow would find me crippled with pain and bed-ridden. Since I have Kate duty tomorrow evening (we're having a slumber party while my sister endures yet another sleep clinic), I simply cannot be incapacitated.

So I did what any halfways intelligent girl would do: I called upon the collective wisdom of the ladies at my favorite UBB. They advised a quick Pilates workout to smooth the kinks and ease my transition into fitness. I will of course comply and hope for the best.