Hands tied
Our internet at home has been down the past two days -- something's up with the modem or the line itself, I guess. Surewest says they will get back to us in 24-48 hours -- tonight at 8 will be 48 hours and nothin'. It's funny how I feel cut off from the world when the computer is down! Something to think about.
Well, it's Friday, and I've just got a few loose ends to tie up before calling it a long weekend. Tuesday is our wedding anniversary. I don't know at this point whether we're actually going to be able to do anything to celebrate it (last year we went to a bed & breakfast in Napa), but it's coming nonetheless. I haven't decided yet if I will take Tuesday off, too. I'd like to, but we have no plans so really no point. However, I like days off so one never knows.
Things are great at work and I've managed to get my butt into the gym just about every chance I've had. I took Tuesday and Wednesday off from working out, but that was just because I had worked out Friday through Monday and Tuesday was Valentine's Day, on which I consumed quite a bit of chocolate. As for Wednesday, it was freaking freezing and all I wanted to do when I got home was put on my sweats and socks! I'll pay for it, I'm sure, but the chocolate was mmm mmm good and the extra day of rest felt great!
Speaking of good, I am reminded of the phrase "finger-licking good." Sound familiar? You know, Kentucky Fried Chicken's battle cry. There's a commercial out now where a man and woman call upstairs to their kids to let them know it's time for dinner. Three kids come barreling downstairs and run right past the parents and get into the car. The father looks at the mother and she says, reassuringly, "they'll get used to having dinner at home." Or something like that. The point, obviously, is that they are accustomed to being taken out for dinner -- something a lot of people can probably relate to. However, the commercial goes on to show how you can reestablish dinner at home by, uh, bringing home some fucking takeout? I'm sorry, how is bringing home a bucket of chicken any different than relying on eating out to feed your family? So, although I find it rather hilarious that the kids come screaming downstairs and waving their arms wildly as they pile into the minivan, I think offering up KFC on dinner plates as a solution is a joke. That would've been a better concept for a grocery store ad -- you know, where someone in the house actually buys some food and cooks it? Whatever. People are goddamned lazy, and that concept is probably lost on most people. Sheep!
Anyway, I am meeting the husband for lunch today at the Hard Rock because his job shuts down at noon today and the Hard Rock is across the street from my office. What shall I have? A BLT? A burger? Tupelo chicken strips? Nachos? The possibilities are endless. When the husband gets home he's supposed to take my grocery list and take care of that before I get home. Then I will *gasp* COOK DINNER. As much as I like to eat out occasionally, and sometimes even more than occasionally, apparently, as someone who cooks I'm a dying breed.
Hopefully our internet is back up tonight or sometime this weekend. If not, I'll have to catch up on what's going on with everyone else later!
Ciao!
Well, it's Friday, and I've just got a few loose ends to tie up before calling it a long weekend. Tuesday is our wedding anniversary. I don't know at this point whether we're actually going to be able to do anything to celebrate it (last year we went to a bed & breakfast in Napa), but it's coming nonetheless. I haven't decided yet if I will take Tuesday off, too. I'd like to, but we have no plans so really no point. However, I like days off so one never knows.
Things are great at work and I've managed to get my butt into the gym just about every chance I've had. I took Tuesday and Wednesday off from working out, but that was just because I had worked out Friday through Monday and Tuesday was Valentine's Day, on which I consumed quite a bit of chocolate. As for Wednesday, it was freaking freezing and all I wanted to do when I got home was put on my sweats and socks! I'll pay for it, I'm sure, but the chocolate was mmm mmm good and the extra day of rest felt great!
Speaking of good, I am reminded of the phrase "finger-licking good." Sound familiar? You know, Kentucky Fried Chicken's battle cry. There's a commercial out now where a man and woman call upstairs to their kids to let them know it's time for dinner. Three kids come barreling downstairs and run right past the parents and get into the car. The father looks at the mother and she says, reassuringly, "they'll get used to having dinner at home." Or something like that. The point, obviously, is that they are accustomed to being taken out for dinner -- something a lot of people can probably relate to. However, the commercial goes on to show how you can reestablish dinner at home by, uh, bringing home some fucking takeout? I'm sorry, how is bringing home a bucket of chicken any different than relying on eating out to feed your family? So, although I find it rather hilarious that the kids come screaming downstairs and waving their arms wildly as they pile into the minivan, I think offering up KFC on dinner plates as a solution is a joke. That would've been a better concept for a grocery store ad -- you know, where someone in the house actually buys some food and cooks it? Whatever. People are goddamned lazy, and that concept is probably lost on most people. Sheep!
Anyway, I am meeting the husband for lunch today at the Hard Rock because his job shuts down at noon today and the Hard Rock is across the street from my office. What shall I have? A BLT? A burger? Tupelo chicken strips? Nachos? The possibilities are endless. When the husband gets home he's supposed to take my grocery list and take care of that before I get home. Then I will *gasp* COOK DINNER. As much as I like to eat out occasionally, and sometimes even more than occasionally, apparently, as someone who cooks I'm a dying breed.
Hopefully our internet is back up tonight or sometime this weekend. If not, I'll have to catch up on what's going on with everyone else later!
Ciao!
posted by PlatinumGirl at 11:10 AM
1 Comments:
I think that KFC commercial is dumb also, and it's good to hear that you cook.
I hope you get your internet back soon. Nice job on going to the gym. I've been going too, and it's great.
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