Hi, I'm a slug!

[angelchicken]

Okay, so yesterday there was a huge spectacle of a wedding for a girl I grew up with. Because of the wedding I took Saturday off giving me my first real weekend in two months. It was lovely. But taking the day off for a wedding is exhausting, especially when the church is over an hour away and you need to get a manicure and haircut before the event which is a minimum of three and a half hours including drying time and my hair stylists looooooooooong hair cuts which are fabulous, by the way, but it still takes a good long while. Then meeting people at 3:30 to get a limo up to LF for the five o'clock wedding and getting the limo back to the city at 11:30 which means that the wedding part of the day is a full work day event.

Blah, blah, wedding beautiful, fun was had, many compliments on the rings (*preen*), open bar, good food, dancing, catch-up and the like.

All if this is to say I slept until 12:45pm today when my sister called me and told me I had to meet her and Jack for a peddle RIGHTNOWOMG! because it's the most beautiful day of the year and you can't stay in bed! So I did.

I was mildly hung over, hadn't eaten, just gotten out of bed and was spending time on a bike for the first time in about eight years. Which is to say, I wasn't in the best condition for my inaugural bike ride.

So I sent Jenny and Jack ahead, after about 25 minutes, and took a wee breather in which I tried not to a) pass out or b) puke. I am pleased to say I was successful, Hurrah!

Then I got back on my bike (which took determination, let me tell you) and peddled at my own, comfortable pace to the grocery store and did my shopping (I got a bag that hooks onto the rack. It's awesome) then came home and, well, went back to bed.

So while today wasn't a total waste it was one in which bed played a major theme. I like that. The only down side is that instead of wonderful dreams about puppies and love and maybe sex, I had stress dreams about work. UGH!!! I've only been there for two months and one day! The stress dreams aren't supposed to start yet! RAGE!!!

Anyhoo, my food is done and I must eat.

*MWAH*

ps- I love my icon. I just laugh and laugh and laugh.

pps- my baking sheet keeps randomly jumping. Is this normal behavior for a baking sheet? I don't know if it's hollow and, frankly, don't want to find out. If I check and discover that I have been baking a wee little person who is trying to contact me to let me know he's being baked by banging on the sheet from the inside I will feel rilly, rilly bad.

Comments

[shadowlass.livejournal.com]

my baking sheet keeps randomly jumping. Is this normal behavior for a baking sheet?

It's normal. I believe it indicates the pan is warping a little.

[angelchicken.livejournal.com]

Oh, good. Warping I can deal with. Repeatedly baking wee little men knocking to get out I can not. Thank you, dear SL.

[sunbrae.livejournal.com]

My baking pans do that, too. It amuses me to think a ghost lives in the oven.

[angelchicken.livejournal.com]

Well, I think that is the only *logical* explanation.