My mind is boggled. It's June and today and tomorrow are supposed to inch into the 50s for high temps... AND gas is nearly four bucks a gallon. I don't know what one has to do with the other but they're both outrageous so they're obviously connected. It's crazy cold here but I'm still glad I don't live in Oklahoma. Sheesh, what'd those guys do to earn that kind of attention from the weather harpies?
I'm trying to turn off the "eat everything in sight" switch in my brain. It got stuck in the open position a few months back and for the life of me I can't switch it off. I decide to eat sensibly and then find my shirt covered with cracker crumbs or pretzel salt or my teeth are stuck together with Milk Duds or I "come to" driving out of a parking lot licking an ice cream cone. I used to have self-control, didn't I? I can resist exercise, why can't I resist overeating? Anyone?
Two good things today, no, three--first a walk along the river, then I get my eyes tested for new glasses (my left eye's not really focusing through these glasses), then after lunch I get to go sign up for Social Security. Yay! I never thought it'd still be in business when I got here so I'm signing up. I'm finally getting my ticket on the gravy train. Thanks, kids, for working and paying in, I really appreciate it. I won't fritter it away, cross my heart.
June 4--Raimundo de Madrazo y Garreta, Masqueraders. Marta hides behind a black half-mask which only makes her pale pink beauty more striking. She's obviously a real blond. She has the pale skin and invisible eyelashes that go with her light hair. Wearing the mask has made her bold. She never would have been able to speak a word to Diego without the mask to hide behind. Diego is enthralled by her lips. His eyes are locked onto those luscious pink temptations that smile and pout and promise kisses. With every sip of wine he leans closer to her, leans across the table until the faint heat of her bathes his cheek.
Gotta run, I'm walking, you know, and I like to eat my breakfast first. I'm no good if I skip breakfast. 23-skiddoo.