I’ve been looking forward to this card because of its daffy photography. I love the massive bread knife and the sandwich made of sandwiches. Sadly, I did not make the sandwich filled with smaller sandwiches, for there are so few occasions that call for such a thing. And I don’t know exactly what those egg things are because they aren’t even mentioned on the other side of #113. But I am so glad that Dinner is Served! had taught me that buttering the bread before adding sandwich filling prevents the sandwiches from becoming soggy.
I’m sorry that I really haven’t been blogging as of late. So what’s new with me? Very busy at work. And my brother’s wedding is coming up soon, so I’ve been going to the gym a lot. And speaking of the gym…
Ugh. I’ve been going to the gym regularly for almost a year now. I’m not tearing it up with the weights or aiming for a marathon, but going from completely activity-free to at least 2 times a week is a big accomplishment for me. So I was feeling really good about myself and thought that I was doing really well; but then I switched gyms and did the fitness assessment and they told me that I have gained 5 pounds and went UP 3% in body fat. And I added inches on my waist. WTF? I thought I was doing so good with my New Year’s Resolutions!
Hm. Well, maybe that’s the problem. I’ve been cooking (and then eating) like a madwoman. I am sacrificing my body for this blog, people! But I am going to finish the cards this year, goddamnit!
You know how I once compared my life to a very, very low-rent version of Sex and the City? Well, that’s still true because there is still me. And there is still the city. But that other thing? Nada. Maybe if I knew that there was the possibility of someone seeing me naked, I would be more apt to not do things like eat lemon meringue pie in bed while watching episodes of Absolutely Fabulous with Brian. Yes, that’s the only thing going on in my bed.
Now, in my defense, my potential suitors haven’t been knocking my socks off. And I’m not going to just do it to do it. Ya know? In times like these I look to the wisdom of Cher Horowitz:
But in all seriousness, I know that if I ever want to be in a situation again where there is the possibility of being naked, I’ve gotta start with a body that someone else would want to be naked with. So, from here on out:
Well, eating a challah bread full of creamed seafood ain’t gonna help that body. But I digress.