I'm going to ramble on but since it is my blog, I can.
The husband left yesterday morning for Philadelphia. He is spending Christmas with his Mom & Dad. I am choosing to stay home. Trust that there was much to be said about me making that decision. But, I am 37 (and about to turn 38) and I don't need to explain why I am choosing to not go to the "in-laws" for these holiday-things they choose to celebrate. I will miss him, especially since he won't be back until Wednesday afternoon.
Cute story: his mother told his grandma that I was not coming for Christmas. Grandma was agitated and was worried that we were breaking up. We had a good laugh. We're too old to break up. Plus, we are still too in love. Sick, no? Plus, he makes me laugh so hard and so much. Which is all that really matters. Really. Everything else is tertiary.
But, now I have the entire place to myself. Unless you count the needy cat. Except she isn't too needy right now. She's passed out on top of the love seat in the den. Oblivious to the conspicuous consumption happening in the world right now. Good for her. All she needs is Fancy Feast
and my love.
Speaking of consumption, aforementioned husband bought me an iPod nano with video
. I spent all of last night and most of today putting songs on it. No videos and no plans to do videos. Maybe some pictures. Mostly about the music. To say that I spent 80% of my last 24 hours downloading songs would probably underestimate what I did. I did head to the gym for a back, shoulder, and bicep workout. Also knocked out 3 miles on the stationery bike. The bike is my new thing. Going for 30 minutes eventually. That is after 20-30 minutes on the treadmill. The new iPod nano should help. Woo hoo.
Speaking of the gym: been hitting it quite hard. Getting looks from some of the regular muscle boys. One asked me to spot him. He was explaining what I had to do then abruptly stopped. Gave a smirk and said, "You probably know what to do better than I do." I hope they all realize that I fake my way through most of this shit. Except the stretching part. Now that, I get a ton of stares from everyone. Although it could be the tight, supplex shorts
and muscle tee
. Who knows. Truthfully, who cares. I am seeing and feeling the results.
Had a brownie that Mike brought home from work. A client sent a bunch as a thank you for the business gift. Did not sit well in the stomach. Didn't sit long but didn't sit well. I have been eating extremely differently lately. At least 90% of my intake is plant-based. Very little animal product. I checked last week and most of the products that I eat are either organic or organically-grown. Don't do it on purpose. Working for you-know-who helps. Still eat meat but only buy it at work to avoid hormones and antibiotics. It scares me that people eat some of the food they eat. I can't even imagine ingesting fast food. You see what the brownie did.
Had to buy one gift this year since I could not get out of the Secret Santa thing Mike's family does. Thank goodness I got my sister. Supposed to be $50 or under. Got her something at Lululemon
. Nothing there is under $50. At least nothing I like. I wonder if I fit in a women's size 12? There are some really cute things. Plus I am getting leaner again (see above). Except the shoulders are getting wider. Oh well. I do fit their men's medium quite well. Again, the salesman kept complementing me on something I tried on. So I bought it. He probably wanted a sale. Even I liked my ego stroked once in a while. Especially by a hottie half my age.
Christmas. Lunch with my sister and some co-workers. Thought I would take on the theme that Jewish friend offered. She says they always have Chinese food on Xmas since they tend to be the only places open. So, I am making my own versions of various Chinese dishes. Let's call it Chinese-fusion. I hope the Meat Department at work ordered pork belly like I asked them to. I may have to find a suitable alternative. Here's to hoping.
My sister and I are having Christmas Eve dinner together. Ham, mac-n-cheese, and salad. Yum. Sounds like the start of a nice tradition. I'm supposed to bring the ham. May bring some dessert as well. Oh yeah... Happy New Year to all. Later.