My co-worker, though a gem and probably my 2nd favorite, is always harassing me about not ever going out on Saturday night.
Tonight I "went out"...or at the very least left my apartment.
I went to Barnes and Nobles.
Before going to Barnes and Nobles, I put in cute jeans and an adorable sweater with wedge shoes. I even touched-up my hair (which was nap hair...not nappy. Nap hair.)
I actually was at the bookstore for over an hour. It was nice. I perused Jane Eyre trying to determine if I really could try reading this again. (I determined that a library copy would be my best bet...plus you can't throw a library copy away. Well, technically you can do that if you are willing to pay a ridiculous fine.)
I skimmed through a copy of an Ireland magazine. This got me teary-eyed when I saw photos from the Ring of Kerry and Blarney Castle.
I read through a smoothie cookbook. They used a lot of watercress. What is that?
After an hour-ish, I was ready to leave and head home.
Upon returning to my sweet apartment, I donned my jammies - which are really comfy gym shorts and a t-shirt. I cut up some green apples and baked homemade apple crisp. Seems Fall-ish, right? Well - while standing in Logli / Schnuck's with a slightly achy jaw, I decided today was a great day for some comfort food. Baked cod fillets, baked potato wedges and peas. (I was feeling like reliving Ireland.)
Back to this achy jaw...no one really warned me about the post injection site pain. Wowzahs!!!! Infact after the double-crowning, I was handed a mirror to see what he had done...and when I saw the giant needle hole, I got soo squeemish. How can that be? It reminded me of the last time I did the blood drive at work. I love blood drives. I love that they love my A-positive blood. WHO WOULDN'T LOVE THIS? Right!? Anyway...at every previous blood draw, the hose-y thing where your blood flows was always up and away from me. Not at the last one. At the last blood draw, the hose was laying ontop of my arm so I could feel the hose go from cool to warm when my blood started flowing and something about that TOTALLY CREEPED ME OUT and now I cannot bring myself to donate again. It's been 3 years. Sad. I know.
Wow - talk about digression which is a word or it seems to be a word because auto-correct did not correct me.
At any rate...comfort food and I pulled out Jane Austen. Her complete works. My copy is 1,278 pages. It took all of 47 seconds to decide it's time for Pride and Prejudice. I was on the fence about Sense and Sensibility...but in the end, Mr. Darcy won. He always wins. Fitzwilliam. What a guy... * Sigh *
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