so our building has a gym (p.s. I have never gone there) but it also has a lounge area outside the gym so I guess if I was ever feeling particularly athletic I could don a moisture-wicking tracksuit and hit the lounge with some magazines and a bottle of gatorade. and also probably a lacoste sweatband.
p.p.s. UPS failed to deliver a lamp today as planned. I am thinking a lawsuit is probably in order.
guess who is already on a first name basis with the owner of the stationery store that just opened three days ago?
thoroughly ashamed by the fact that my haircuts now cost most than mila's, I think I will try the local topcuts. review to follow.
p.s. what is wrong with me? since when do I care that I am higher maintenance than mila?
guess who just bought egg nog?!
also, to the lady in front of me at the checkout: you had to pay when you got to the front of the line? who knew!? no worries, it wasn't like I was in a rush to get home and drink my nog or anything, so please do not even worry that it took you a million hours to dig through your voluminous knockoff vuitton in search of a wallet.
finally p.s. I was at walmart (do not even ask) and I am pretty sure that walmarts contain the highest density of poor parenting of any location on earth. one more family of overweight parents screaming across the store at their out of control, ill-groomed children as they careen into displays of sham-wows and halloween candy superpacks and I am pretty sure the entire chain will collapse into a black hole of family dysfunction.
after embarking on a plan to retrofit all the light switches in our apartment with screwless faceplates (who knew you could spend so much money on light switches? this is the last time I show mila the bill from home depot, that is for sure) and with the pending opening of a fine stationery store in our building, I am soon going to need a serious bailout.
is boston actually called that? anyway, we are going there in november. reservations have been made at a japanese restaurant which research tells me is one of the most Important restaurants in the northeast. mila was not so keen on vast quantities of overpriced raw fish, and did not seem to care how Important the place is. so I fed her some story about how they blowtorch some of the fish and that is pretty much cooking; not clear on whether she bought this, but reservations were made in any event (it is, after all, an Important restaurant).
p.s. I already told mila she is not allowed to ditch me for dinner because it is pretty much our honeymoon. secretly I think it would be the perfect venue for a solo dine but I think I will keep that to myself (honeymoon, and all). have I blogged before about solo dining? if not I should, because it is a pretty fantastic practice.
according to the globe and mail, our hospital boss is one of canada's top employers. they cite reasons such as "a nap room for employees who need a break during the day." question: where is this nap room? because I frequently would enjoy a nap during the day and yet somehow they did not mention this nap room during our orientation. also often while I am sleeping at the hospital (at night, I might add) things happen which disturb my sleep such as my pager beeping - perhaps they should have docked the hospital a few points for that? and oddly the quality of the linens did not seem to be addressed in the survey. if their research team had only scoured the EV archives, it would have been quite obvious to them that the quality of life at the hospital had ample room for improvement.
p.s. "a variety of flexible work options, including variable scheduling, telecommuting" was also mentioned, and yet my bosses seem to keep insisting that I come in to work every day. perhaps I will make tuesday a "variable scheduling day" and enjoy the benefits of an extra-long long weekend.
this weekend found me on pei, droppin' my g's like nobody's business. I was probably a few days away from buying a farm or a pickup or something. I am going to have an east coast accent so soon I am not even joking.
btw one is on pei, not in pei. good to know.
also btw mila has finally joined me on this side of a quarter century.
lamp arrived; failed to find kraft singles at the gourmet grocery store across the street; got married; discovered pear guava salad dressing; et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
so I am sometimes chatting with nurses and other hospital types and they find out I am on vay-cay soon to get married and then when they find out mila still needs to do some work on her dress they are all like "omg" BUT NOT EVEN ONCE ARE THEY LIKE "OMG WHAT ABOUT YOUR SUIT?"
thank goodness mila does not know what goes into a tarte tatin because I for sure would not have been allowed to make one for dessert.
p.s. we seem to be out of butter
p.p.s. also we seem to be low on sugar
p.p.p.s. and also our puff pastry supplies seem mysteriously depleted.
okay so apparently tom selleck is eating dinner right now in the restaurant on the main floor of our building. I am not entirely sure who he is, but mila keeps trying to think of excuses to go down and visit. so while mila heads down to see if we have had a late evening mail delivery, I am left to wonder who in blazes tom selleck is. he sounds so vaguely familiar in that 80s kind of way. like a c-list to hasselhoff's b-list or something.
printed the papers for this week's journal club. exhausted. back to shopping for lamps. please do not tell mila though because I am supposed to be reading those papers I just printed, and also something about she hates the lamp I am trying to buy and it is the ugliest lamp she has ever seen, etc.
p.s. in actual fact, it is a really hot lamp. like actually, it is probably the best lamp.
mila will not leave me alone until I can figure out how to auto-tune her voicemail.
we are out of brita filters and now mila is refusing to drink the tap water and as a result she is starting to suffer from severe dehydration. the situation has become so dire that she has taken to drinking bottles of sterile water while at the hospital (which she reports taste awful - not quite sure why this is preferable to our tap water, which I assure you is quite potable). I am even less clear on why she does not just drink the bottled water we have piled up in the kitchen - perhaps she is trying to make a point until I go out and buy some brita filters? if so, I foresee a hospital admission for hypovolemic shock in the future, because I am far too busy trying to source some marble to top our new side table to go buy brita filters.
hi students,
welcome back to halifax. please be quiet.
p.s. just made brownies from a mix. please do not judge. do you know how easy those things are? there are four ingredients and one of them is brownie mix. and also you only need one bowl and one spoon. I am pretty sure my usual brownie recipe involves more bowls than will fit in the dishwasher, a double boiler and a half-pound of butter. and probably six eggs.
one of those things I have been busy doing is eating jos louises because MILA LET ME BUY A BOX OF JOS LOUIS. I do not quite know what was wrong with her. she was obviously not completely out of her mind, however, as she only permitted me the half-moon jos louis. THEY ARE SO DELICIOUS BUT ONLY HALF AS DELICIOUS AS A FULL JOS LOUIS WOULD BE.
