Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Que sera, sera...

Beloved Hazel,

Say your motto in French, and feel that much better! (God I hope that's French and not, like, Latin or something. They're all essentially the same.) Remember the line of the poem that you wrote, that had one, just one, word in French, to make the Iambic Pentameter work. "Fumbling avec my frozen fingers..." I couldn't tell you what the rest of the poem was.

So, it's a terrible truth that the scale at my doctor's adds a solid 10 pounds. They can't blame that all on my shoes... I call bullshit! I weighed myself this morning at 150. Broke the no drinking water rule. And at the doctors I was 159 or something! Oh well. Got to chat up the cute phlebotomist so it's worth a little self-loathing. Hopefully she violates the patient confidentiality rules and finds my phone number haha. That is what would happen if my life was a romantic comedy. Which it's not.


So this is the TV stand we have to work with. Thank god my camera doesn't show how dusty it is... And under the cardboard box is a sticker that didn't come all the way off. FYI.

So as far as races go, remember that Nashua is only 20 minutes from me, so either one will still be super convenient. Just let me know and I will make the necessary adjustments to my schedule, and hopefully this time I won't get lost trying to be supportive at mile 6 haha!

Time to get back to my new, really cool hobby of watching old episodes of Arrested Development. Even though I want to be watching Good Eats. With you. While eating a rise and shiner. What a perfect world that would be!

Love and kisses and spider-monkey hugs,

Fir-ne?
Firena?
Firdinand?

Whatever.

2 comments:

  1. So far suggestions from fellow ambulance drivers include a zen garden, sushi plates, and rocks.

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  2. I like the Zen Garden! Get some feng shui up in that hizzouse. I was thinking using it as a modified bookcase kind of... or storage, like with pretty baskets and colors? We'll keep thinking.

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