I had a long day today, and what could have been a short trip turned out to be a long one due to congestion on the parkways. The traffic here in New York is very erratic. I planned my day in such a way that I’d be on the parkways after the morning rush and be back before the afternoon rush hour, but I still found myself caught in traffic. It is during these times that I’m so thankful of the highly visible exit signs, because I had to eventually take a detour after sitting in traffic for thirty minutes in what seem to looked like a parking lot on an expressway.
But as luck would have it, I only got a few miles of reprieve. When I eventually merged back to the same expressway it was still the same parking lot. I didn’t know any better alternate route, and even with the assistance of the GPS, I was so frustrated that I finally decided to ride it out and sit in traffic for more than an hour. My total time lost was almost two hours. I can imagine the many tasks that I would have been able to accomplish had I been back here at home sooner.
I’m quite disappointed. The site that I need so that I can finally act upon the result of a few days of tedious planning is down for maintenance. My excitement banished when I got the first hint that the server was down, you know, that unending wait for a page to load.
As I have been spending a lot of time reading lately, I looked forward to my computing time but as the server of that site is down, the next best thing to do is to window shop online. It’s one of the things that I do best, anyway.
One of these coming months, I really need to seriously start looking and possibly buy mattress. Experts believe that a mattress needs to be replaced every ten years and I’m going by that recommendation. In a few weeks our mattress will turn 10 and it’s probably the best time to start searching for a replacement. With tons of options to choose from, I’m a bit confused. Our current mattress is ultra plush and has supper pillow top and these are the same features I wish to have and then some with a new mattress. The only way my choice of features will change is if we opt to get the mattress brand that is recognized by NASA.
How did we come to this world of gazillion of mattresses to choose from? Mattress shopping has become one daunting task. Do you agree?
Lately, I have been munching on treats that are aimed to sabotage healthy eating efforts. Of course, this is not my intention but what can I say, I’m weak. It’s not that easy to veer away from these treats because they are easy to access. If I can’t stop myself from replenishing my pantry, it won’t be a surprise if I succumb to weight loss pills in the near future.
This is my “go to fix” at the first sign of hunger pangs:
Caramel kettle corn
This is an awesome pair to a mug of freshly brewed Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee ( I can eat six slices in one sitting; actually I can do better than six if I don’t restrain myself):
I’m not a movie buff but I would definitely make the time to watch a good movie. And in my books, there is nothing better than watching old home movies that bring back good memories. Do you have tons of them like I do?
I bet, I would even have more of these movies if my husband and I were blessed enough to have little ones. But nah… we fell short on that department. At this point in time, those old movies have to be preserved, so I’m looking for a place that offers the service of transferring 8 mm film to DVD if we can’t do it on our own.
Yesterday, I had the chance to watch one of those videos and I was not that thrilled with what I saw. They are not as sharp as they used to be. In spite of the not so good quality of the picture, I still found myself smiling and occasionally laughing even if I was by my lonesome. Good movies like this one that reminds me of good times never fail to bring some sunshine even on a dreary day.
I wouldn’t want these memories to wither, and so before they all turn like grey, I see the urgent need of them getting transferred to DVD. I couldn’t wait for my husband to be home and so I rang him up at the office and told him about my plan. I was thinking that maybe he will be more than willing to find a way to get it done DIY. But I was disappointed, because before I can even start to sell my DIY idea, he was already telling me to find a professional.
Who was I kidding? Yeah, for a while I forgot that I have a husband who always tells me to get professional help and pay for any service that we need beyond the ordinary. Case closed… to the pros it will be.
This is a continuation of my week-long food diary. That Friday, we decided to head out to the Sheesphead Bay legend : Roll-n-Roaster, a few miles drive from where we live. As expected, even if it was a tad early for dinner, the place was filled with patrons. I can never remember an outing to this resto devoid of crowd.
After reciting to my husband my usual staple, he went ahead and ordered our fare for the night. That is always the case with us whenever we dine out. I just specify my picks and he is in charge of the rest. For a foodie like him, I’m already used to seeing unusual amount of food which is more often than not fit to feed a crowd rather than two. After indulging, I thought that we both need a good colon cleanse. I must admit that no matter how great tasting the foods are in this place, it is still fast food and as expected, it is not that healthy. It’s good that we don’t frequent the place, so whenever we go I don’t feel that guilty after and it’s always a treat.
I started with clam chowder soup (Manhattan style).
We shared these:
Cole slaw
Cheez fries
Onion rings
Golden fried shrimps
His and hers cheezburger
And, we each had freshly squeezed lemonade.
There was no room for dessert right after. We had our sweet indulgence a couple of hours later.
In my entire lifetime, I never went into buying frenzy and went gaga over baby clothes. If you know me really well, you must know why. This stay at home wife is an ‘empty nester’ (not really, I’m just using the word to make it light) not by choice but by His will. Sure, we tried our best and even sought the help of experts for the latest scientific alternatives that are available for a hefty sum but none worked.
Now, we have finally accepted His will.
The chances that I found myself buying baby clothes can be summed up into these few occasions:
1. when my nieces and nephews were babies. not a lot though because I only have two nieces and three nephews.
2. when we get invited to attend baby showers.
However, I drool over those cute baby clothes when I chance upon one. There are a lot of fancy styles especially those clothes for baby girls. Sometimes, I can’t help but imagine what could have been a potential outfit for my baby girl. Friends and family know how my husband and I fancied the idea of having a girl more so, if we only had one chance of having one.
That never happened though, and for now, that is already a fancy that passed.
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I’m just using the fingers on my left hand to write this post. For the past few days, I found it hard to do all the tasks that I used to do and every chore takes a lot longer to complete.
I have inadvertently mangled my right thumb while loading the washer when I did my laundry this week, and the base of that thumb and consequently the palm of my right hand is painful and swollen. I’m ambidextrous and so I thought I can easily swift through chores and tasks but I found it the hard way. Clicking the cordless mouse of my laptop is easy, as it is designed to accommodate both a rightie and a leftie but typing using the fingers on my left hand takes a lot of time. I’ve been meaning to write about the impressive rack card printing of the sales event on a store that I recently went to lately but I will do that as soon as I right hand is back on commission.
For now, I’ll have to wait for the swelling to subside and the pain to finally go away. My palm still look raw and reddish. I’m glad that there’s no bruise (or maybe, that will come later). Regular pain killer helped the past few days. I’m hoping that I will not have to pop another pain pill again.
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