Of Weight and Wallets

OK, so the scale has climbed to 155 and seems to like it up there. I'm still experiencing TOM six days later, so I'm hoping that's the problem. If it doesn't drop, I'm going to be seriously pissed. It took me a month to lose that damn pound.  I ran it out of town on a rail, I tell ya. I'm going to have to get out the angry villagers wielding torches if it sticks around too long.

OK, in the category of MEN ARE WEIRD:

Last night I was out shopping for some cords for my broadcasting class and asked my DH to meet me for dinner. As I was waiting for him to arrive, I was browsing in the nearby shops for a new wallet. Mine has a broken clasp and I've been looking for a new one for awhile now. I really don't want to buy another cheapie one, lest I wind up in the same boat six months from now.

Anyway, I noticed that every wallet that catches my eye in every store costs $98. I went to five stores. Hell, the one at the Coach store was twice that! When did wallets start costing more than $50? Have I been in cryogenic suspended animation ala Austin Powers? Did the price of wallets double over the last two years or am I just out of touch?

So I'm complaining about this at dinner to DH, when he fishes into his briefcase and pulls out this sparkly gold box with a new wallet inside. WTF? I'm thinking. Is he psychic? I thank him, of course, then ask why he's carrying around a ladies wallet in his briefcase on a Tuesday on the off chance that I might want to meet him for dinner and happend to bring up that I need one.

Then he confesses that he bought it for me for Valentine's Day, but didn't have time to wrap it, so he just didn't give it to me.

"Huh?"

He then responds to my intelligent reply by pointing out that I had lectured him once on gift presentation and not giving others unwrapped or shoddily wrapped gifts as it implies you don't give a flip. I then, of course, had to reiterate that my point was to wrap the damn thing, not choose to give NOTHING. That confirms you don't give a flip! LOL

Say it with me, Ladies: "MEN!"

***My new wallet is very cute, by the way, and my DH is very sweet to have gotten it for me. I wonder how long it would have stayed in his briefcase . . . ***

LOL

I'm sorry, but that is funny about the wallet. At least he listens, right?

Sorry about that pesky pound. Hopefully it will give up the ghost and get out of town with out the welding torches soon!

And? Loved The Austin Powers reference. Yeah Baby!

ha!

That's exactly what my DH would do, btw.  I can't tell you how many times an occasion has rolled aorund and he will say something to the effect of "your gift has not yet materialized"--like it is being created from anti-matter and not that he just hasn't made it to the store or he ordered it too late.  Or he'll tell me he forgot, then surprise me with it days or even a month later.  I always like what he gets me, so I try not to worry about it too much. 

I'm looking forward to your email!

and also, yoga

I can see how vinyasa would make the muscles pop--the vinyasa sequence of down-dog/plank/chataranga/updog alone is some serious isometric arm toning.  But I enjoy the precision and awareness in the poses that my anusara and iyengar-influenced instructors emphasize.  I guess I should continue to do both, since the precision classes will develop the muscle memory I need to properly complete the vinyasa. 

The really great thing about this vinyasa teacher is that she finally clarified for me the difference between 8 point pose (including which 8 points are supposed to touch!) and chataranga.  She had us do both in this morning's class, and she corrected my form in trying to achieve chataranga from my military-style, elbows out push-up position to the elbow tucked controlled lowering.  Not that I can hold it halfway down the way real chataranga is supposed to work, but at least I'm on my way. 

Weird indeed

That is weird on the 'men are weird' level and the 'isn't that spooky' level. Double weird!