All Day Sucker

It's Sunday evening, and I'm just relaxing at home after a not-so-eventful-yet-pleasant weekend.  I'm lying on my back on the sofa, laptop in lap listening to Stevie sing/play Songs in the Key of Life (which, by the way, was released the year I was born).  I'm trying to decide if I want to eat supper tonight or if I'll just call it an early night, grab a book and head to bed.

After spending most of yesterday in my bedroom brooding, I put myself to task and prepared dinner for five and invited over some friends.  Originally, it was to be a dinner for three, but the other two each brought along one more.  Stuffed pork steaks (the ones with blue cheese, bacon and apples) were my original plan, but that plan was slightly altered when I discovered one of the last-minute guests of a guest was Muslim.  But as fate would have it, I'd bought chicken breasts while at the supermarket, so stuffed chicken breasts (with blue cheese and apples, no bacon) were added to the menu.  I cooked my first carrot cake (success).  The supermarket did not have cream cheese, so I substituted plain yogurt to make the topping.  It was not as thick as I would've like (hence the name change from icing to topping), but it tasted great.  I had a fantastic evening with John, Leo and friends.  

Today started with a good 10 km run.  I hate to begin a run, but once I'm out on the road, I just can't get enough; I love those endorphins.  They make me happy, and happy people don't go around killing people.  I ended the run at the new Nakumatt shopping center.  Since I had a bit of cash in my pocket, I decided to take care of this week's 'taking care of me' activity.  I have a plan where I try to do one pampering (taking car of me) activity each week.  It might be a hair cut, a pedicure, a massage, etc., just something that is not absolutely crucial, but makes me feel good--lets me unwind and takes care of my mental health.  I'm the kind of person who holds a lot in and gets stressed over small things because I'm on an unattainable never-ending quest for perfection.  Today I was a bit short of cash, so I went for a manicure.  I decided to try the new Salon Ultra in the shopping center.  The place appeared to really need the business; it was empty.  Overall the manicure was good.  However, I prefer Sparkles at Garden City.  The guys at Sparkles really seem to know what they are doing there; however, I think they could pay more attention to detail when doing nail work.

(If you can't love yourself, how the hell are you gonna love someone else?)

By the way, As is playing right now.  I cannot hear this song and not think of Taye Diggs singing it to Eric McCormack on Will & Grace.

This afternoon was spent between going to some friends' farewell barbeque and episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.  I finished season 1 and began season 2.  Buffy is one of those shows I can watch over and over again.  I'm getting into the season 8 graphic novels.  I've read the first one and the second one has been ordered from Amazon.com. I'm anxiously waiting its arrival.  

Well, maybe not dinner, but a bowl of cereal might be enough.

Hatcher out.