Jimi made soup tonight with a can of corn, a can of black beans, a can of tomato soup and a bunch of spices.  It's like a chili base, but with the perfect amount of hot spice (very little) to make my taste buds tingle.  This is one of my new favorites, especially since it was so stupid easy.

I've got to go to Cincinnati tomorrow for the trailer summit, and I'm not even a little bit ready.  Oh well.  Not much I can do about it at this point.

I just finished reading "The Adultery Diet" by Eva Cassady.  She loses a bunch of weight when she starts emailing with an old flame.  I'd held out hope that she'd pull back at the end and not screw around on her husband, but she totally did, and i was disappointed.  I wanted her to have more class.  of course, it turns out her husband was having an affair of his own, so i guess no one could really win in the end.  I hate it when no one wins.  It feels like a cheat.

I ordered the last two books in Anne Rice's Sleeping Beauty erotic trilogy.  Jimi hates the first one; he says it's dirty, and not in a good way.  I admit it's dirty, but I would classify it also as "hot".  C'est la vie. 

"The Adultery Diet", I admit, made me want to move my ass and drop some weight myself.  I'm not interested in taking a lover for my daily motivation, though.  And, let's be honest, self-control and denial of pleasure are not concepts I fully grasp or am able to exhibit. 

This entry is so lame it doesn't even deserve a title.  I find that I feel guilty if I don't blog for a few days, and this is the end result when it feels like life is normal.  I should embrace these times.  God knows, when the shit hits the fan and everything around me is crazy and hectic and emotional and awful, I long for these times.  I love my boring little life, even if it does make for a boring little blog. 

Chinese Buffet

"There is in the worst of fortunes the best chance of a happy ending."

Momma's Chair

IKEA shopping sure does make me happy.

Helloooooooo Weekend!

We're heading to Cincy here in a bit to visit with Sweet Maggie.  The plan is to see her new digs, help her with any remaining moving-in tasks, and make a trip to IKEA to pick up her new table and probably buy stuff I don't need. Tonight, assuming we get home at a decent hour, Brennan and the lovely Tiffany are scheduled to come over to hang out, maybe play some Gloom.  I'm just glad to have a day away from work.  I won't be so lucky tomorrow.

The boss and I have to go to Cincy Wednesday for Part II of the Trailer Summit.  So tomorrow, I've got to go through our fixed assets list and match each trailer number with its correct VIN, because at some point along the way, someone sorted the list and mixed everything up.  Isn't that awesome?  I was supposed to do this weeks ago, but I've not had a spare minute to even open the spreadsheet.  I also have a week and a half's worth of trailer movements that need to be entered into two separate databases.  I need to start going in early in the mornings, it's the only time there is to do this stuff during the workweek.  And I sure do hate working on the weekends.

Jimi just got home from his work meeting.  The weekend has officially begun.  He was smiling all big and happy, saying he was just glad to be here, to be home with me, to have the weekend ahead of us.  Love that man.

Sorry I left you on that note.

Jimi has spent the last few nights with his nose buried in internet comic books.  I don't see the appeal, but he doesn't get my love for Judge Judy, so whatever.  I've been watching a ridiculous amount of television.  Nothing in particular, just nonsense.  It's all nonsense, though, isn't it?

I don't really have anything to blog about, i just thought if some random person happened by my blog for the first time, the post about us making out in the kitchen might not be the best possible first impression.  This probably isn't either, but it's better than that.  I hope.

I don't know.  Like anyone's going to randomly end up here anyhow.