Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self. - Cyril Connolly
Sunday, January 22, 2006
It can only get better......
I started off the day by stumbling downstairs to put on a pot of coffee so that I could partake in my weekly Sunday morning ritual of Charles Osgood, and the NY Times.
Filtered water, and freshly ground beans (mmmm Hazelnut cream no less). Freshly ground beans which, upon hitting the filter basket, caused it to unhinge from the coffee maker and spray all over the kitchen floor. A fine carpet of coffee grounds all over the kitchen. F---k. Get the vacuum, Hoover them up, and start over. Not an auspicious start to the day.
I'm test driving the slow cooker I got for Christmas today with a lamb daube. It's been marinating in wine for 2 days now, so I plugged it in, and hopefully, eight hours from now, I'll have a nice dinner with leftovers for the week.
Oh well, maybe a swim will make things a little better. I joined the Meadowbrook Aquatic Center as part of a New Year's resolution (it's right by work, so I have very little excuse), and have been trying to be good about hitting the pool a couple of times a week. I was on the swimming team as a kid, and it's the only exercise I really enjoy, besides hiking. No Michael Phelps sightings yet (he trains there), but then again, I try to go in the off hours to avoid doing laps with Olympians. Anybody know of a reliably waterproof MP3 player?
Oh Yeah - and GO STEELERS!!!!!! May have to go for that swim AFTER the big game today.
