Now, after feeling like I wasted an hour listening to Michael and not working continously, my self-induced guilt about not cramming 18hrs of work today will affect my tv time with my favorite husband. After all, it's Monday night, and we've got to watch 2 1/2 men and think of our friend Kate who secretly thinks of us, too, somewhere in New Jersey while we're watching simulatenously.
BrainStorm 1.0
I know! Backup to this weekend: Andrew and I were watching some segment on homes of the future and learned that families will actually enjoy living apart. Additionally, they'll eat in front of monitors, having virtual dinners together. That's what Kate and we could do! We could enjoy watching her daughter grow up as we adults force her to watch inappropriate television and then try to explain what some explicit terms mean. (I had to do that once with a stepson, it wasn't pretty, believe me.)
I'll call Kate and let her know this is what she should do, I know her husband will love the idea.
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Update: Oh yeah, I was supposed to talk about working out. My pretend time to head to the gym is 1:30 EST, but now that it's 12:24pm and I've just had a measly breakfast (my husband never feeds me). I need to wait another hour to have lunch then dash out to sweat ferociously in public. Sound like waffling to you? Mmmm... waffles. Think I'll stop by the IHop; conveniently, it's located across the street from the gym -no kidding!
Amy, support me here!
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It's 12:28EST and my friends Kate and Amy haven't responded to my entry yet. I did talk about them and reference their Web sites. If they haven't responded by 1pm EST, please write them and tell them to do so.
Thanks.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Back to Work vs Work Out Waffling
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OK, this is the FIRST TIME I HAVE EVER responded to a blog, so I think that makes up for having missed your arbitrary deadline. My points are these;
1--If you want people to believe that Andrew doesn't feed you, remove the picture of him holding out a plate of tomatoes, fresh mozzarella, pesto and balsamic vinegar. And...
2--If you want waffles, I'm up for that any time after the gym, providing we make it Waffle House--that IHOP is just too damn scary.
Hahahahaha! It's been years since I've been to either -I just know it from the Lewis Black stand up where he says the IHop is his personal gym.
Oh, and I'm honored you chose my blog to make your inaugural entry. Wait, I hear the marching band now!
Mmmmmm waffles indeed. And yeah, nice try with the whole "my husband never feeds me" thing. I've seen the photographic evidence as well. This is also MY first time responding to a blog-woo hoo! I feel very hip now. And it's no secret! We totally think of you when we watch 2.5 men...that and Jon Stewart! You are our favorite long-distance t.v. buddies. Ciao!
Wow! Caught 2-in-1 blog virgins!! Guess I need to go hire that marching band again, some fire twirlers and perhaps bake a cake for the occasion!!
Thanks ladies!
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