- I've had it with the cold. Bring on spring, please.
- The weather brings out the worst in me, style wise. I look like someone's grandmother. Skipper (who keeps track on what everyone wears around the office) will soon lose all faith in me.
- I find it increasingly difficult to wake up in the mornings. I'm more like the November version of me than the February one.
- Tomorrow it's Grey's Anatomy Season Premiere up here in the North, and I'm seriously psyched. Is that very sad?
- I found the above featured photo on the Sartorialist today. It looks exACTtly like my friend Anton. That did cheer me up quite a bit.
- Anton and his wife (pretty people marry young) are going to Dubai for a week.
- That's probably the most glamourous thing I've heard this year.
- Anton, Tina and freakin' Lawrence Of Arabia.
- I'm so into The Wire now that I find it hard not to finish every sentence with "Shorty". Or indeed "Shawty".
- But then again, my husband does find that immensly attractive.
- Today we had a new guy instead of our regular massage dude (therapist) at work. "Can I manipulate you?" he asked.
- "By all means try", I replied.
- It was very painful.
- Turns out he's from Norway and a chiropractor. They speak funny and do the darndest things.
- But now I'm very bendy. Who knew.
- Today I'm going to be calm, cool and collected when picking up the kids.
- Must not tell lies, must not tell lies, must not tell lies.
Leo finds lists like this a terrible waste of time. Leo thinks I should just get on with what has to be done or at least run for office or plant a tree or make apfel strudl. But I'm afraid that Leo sometimes is a big bore.
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