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Diet Stuff
Sep. 12th, 2013 01:14 pmBreakfast: Skip
Lunch: Chicken Thigh
Dinner: Lil' Smokies in Awesome Sauce with Cheese (CREATIVITY IN THE FACE OF IT BEING TOO HOT TO COOK)
Gym: None, 33.5 Miles Total
Clean: 45/15 x2, 20/10 x1
Yesterday was too damned hot to give a damn about. I got a call at 10:00 in the morning from the school nurse, Molly was there complaining of nausea and with a temperature of 100. So we rushed her home and I let her lay on the couch (she didn't seem to be sick at all) while I attempted to do something/anything around the house.
MEH.
Then Crystal got home and the general air of TOO HOT TO DO ANYTHING continued... till our landlord showed up to look at our (broken) Dishwasher. EMBARRASSING!!! The kitchen was full of the remnants from attempted hot-weather cooking, a sink full of dirty dishes... and the living room was a mess from lots of Too Hot To Put Anything Away stuff, and we hadn't vacuumed in a month, and everything was just... it was a wreck.
And so we spent the rest of the evening trying to stay cool, stay hydrated and CLEAN LIKE WE WERE A COLLECTION OF CLEANING PRODUCT CORPORATE LOGOS ON COCAINE. Imagine Mister Clean, The Scrubbing Bubbles, The Tidybowl Man, the Brawny Paper Towel Gay Lumberjack and The Maytag Repairman, all doing lines of blow and going "HOLY F*CK LET'S GET THIS F*CKER DONE WOOOOOOO!"
...That's what we were like :)
The house looks kind of great now, which is good because the landlord will be dropping by today with our new dishwasher :)
Lunch: Chicken Thigh
Dinner: Lil' Smokies in Awesome Sauce with Cheese (CREATIVITY IN THE FACE OF IT BEING TOO HOT TO COOK)
Gym: None, 33.5 Miles Total
Clean: 45/15 x2, 20/10 x1
Yesterday was too damned hot to give a damn about. I got a call at 10:00 in the morning from the school nurse, Molly was there complaining of nausea and with a temperature of 100. So we rushed her home and I let her lay on the couch (she didn't seem to be sick at all) while I attempted to do something/anything around the house.
MEH.
Then Crystal got home and the general air of TOO HOT TO DO ANYTHING continued... till our landlord showed up to look at our (broken) Dishwasher. EMBARRASSING!!! The kitchen was full of the remnants from attempted hot-weather cooking, a sink full of dirty dishes... and the living room was a mess from lots of Too Hot To Put Anything Away stuff, and we hadn't vacuumed in a month, and everything was just... it was a wreck.
And so we spent the rest of the evening trying to stay cool, stay hydrated and CLEAN LIKE WE WERE A COLLECTION OF CLEANING PRODUCT CORPORATE LOGOS ON COCAINE. Imagine Mister Clean, The Scrubbing Bubbles, The Tidybowl Man, the Brawny Paper Towel Gay Lumberjack and The Maytag Repairman, all doing lines of blow and going "HOLY F*CK LET'S GET THIS F*CKER DONE WOOOOOOO!"
...That's what we were like :)
The house looks kind of great now, which is good because the landlord will be dropping by today with our new dishwasher :)
