Poison ivy must really be heavy, or perhaps I have had too much fun this past week.
Tuesday Tale of the Tape: 212.0 pounds (+2.4 from last week’s weigh-in)
A fairly quiet evening until the dogs went to DefCon 1 when some of the locals wandered through the yard. Ollie doesn’t bark much, but when he does, it’s an ear piercing shriek.
We got this weeks Hello Fresh delivery and apparently, they spell salmon with an F. What’s that you say, “There ain’t no F in salmon.” That’s right, there ain’t no effin salmon! (I crack myself up). 3 meals, 2 portions of protein and no effing salmon. Ugh. I did make a nice shrimp and orzo dish last night, but the seasoning was a bit much- I followed directions, but still. We’ll know next time.
Just one storm went by that I noticed. I looked at the radar before bed and it looked like the city was going to get hammered.
Barb, I hope you weren’t too late yesterday.
I didn’t think we got much, but I just heard a piece of a building came off in the storm and that traffic is a nightmare in midtown. I’m working from home this morning because I will meet with my tax preparer at lunch.
Did you contact them, Steve? They’ll totally refund you.
Debbie will. I figured they would refund or credit somehow.
I am remembering that it was in March (15th?) some years back when the tornado came through downtown and near East Atlanta. I probably wrote a blog post about this, but don’t have time to search… Oh wait, yes I do, and here it is!
Crap, that took place ten years ago!
WOW! You used to run? 🙂
I saw one of my marathon T shirts the other day and thought “F it’s been a while”. Time to pick another and start training. Paris Marathon, anyone? Debbie would support me.
You’d never know by the way I loped around during the Moonlight Hash last night. 😉
Buy at least you’re out there. You’re beating everyone on the sofa, like me!
Debbie just emailed me she almost got up and put clothes on last night so when the storm blew the house down they wouldn’t find her nekked in a tree.
I take pride in being praised for my organization by the person who does my taxes. It’s almost as rewarding as being told I fold my clothes well.
Used my proximity to Lawrenceville Hwy to eat a massive Indian vegetarian buffet lunch. YUM!
Never a cuisine I sought out. Sadly, the smell of curry kind of makes me gag.
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