Here I be, to sprinkle you upon the Salad of Good Will and feed you to the masses!
Don't ask. I don't know what I'm talking about, either. It was fun to type, though, so I think that counts for something.
Last night, my sister and I went to see the movie Melancholia, which had a very nice preview. We should have stuck with the preview. Didn't make it through the whole movie, because she got so depressed watching it that she insisted on at least going up to the lobby and I am not going to sit and watch a movie with someone waiting in a lobby - especially a movie that I kept waiting for it to start and we were already about an hour and a half into it. I would have stayed until the end, just to see; but, I was not enjoying the experience.
Later, I took her to see Immortals, in an attempt to wipe the other movie out of our brains. It worked. Though, I fell asleep more than once, and, apparently, in some of the best parts.
In-between, we went to Applebee's and got one of their 2/$20 dinners. The appetizer, boneless barbecued wings, was excellent.
The 7 oz sirloin has self esteem issues if it really believes something that small weighs that much. There was a severe size discrepancy between our two steaks, too; partially accounted for by the fact that I ordered well done and she ordered rare, but, that really couldn't explain all of it.
The broccoli was hideous, in a way that makes me suspect that they overcooked it in the steamer and then put it into the oven to dry. I like broccoli, by the way, especially steamed, so for me to say it was hideous means something!
There was also a baked potato, with butter. Not great, not bad. Mostly glad for the butter as I put it on the broccoli, so that it was less dry and I could chew it without worry of shredded gums.
For dessert, we had what used to be a great dessert, but, is no, apparently, badly flavored pancake mix masquerading as a brownie with sweetened condensed milk masquerading as sauce that they have, now, apparently decided they are so much too lazy to heat it, anymore, that they've even changed the menu to reflect their desire to sit on their arse instead of giving the customer what they want.
Guess who will not be going back to Applebee's, anytime soon. My sister will not be, either. The guy who let us in, and out, asked me how it rated compared to my other experiences. I told him I've only been there twice and am not really fit to judge. At first he said "You've got to get those numbers up.", but, then, he admitted that he was the same way, before he started working there.
We had been going to go to Fiorito's, but, it was closed in a way that looked rather permanent. Pity, as I heard the food was most excellent and I've never been.
Anyway, I ate that stupid dessert and that stupid meal, some of which I actually enjoyed, because we were going to have to pay for them, regardless; but, I should not have eaten that dessert, both because it wasn't very good and that it was very milky.
This morning, for breakfast, I had a few swallows of acv water, three or four lemon cookies, two pop tarts and a corn dog with a little ketchup and mustard. No, not all at once, but, I did have them all.
When I got up, I started the oil pulling, mixed the water, and then took a shower, spitting the oil down the drain a wee taddles early but oh well, and then I went and brushed my teeth and put on my long brown and cream-toned dress, which is now, apparently, my house dress.
The last few days I have not been doing well on the oil pulling. Two days ago, I just couldn't stand it for very long. Yesterday, I started coughing while doing it and was in danger of making a huge mess. Today, I got through it, up to a point, but, just couldn't last anywhere near 20 minutes.
I did a little bit of exercise this morning. There is a book called The Art of Belly Dancing, which I grew up having around, because Mom had a copy. Well, someone stole her copy - no, it was not me - but, I found another copy in a thrift store, probably about a decade ago, now.
The beginning exercise reminds me of one that is at the beginning of Callanetics. It's basically the usual clasp your hands behind your back, tuck your buttock in and stretch exercise, but, with more emphasis on isolating the rib cage and stretching there, as well.
I so could not even come close to clasping my hands together and lifting up, as one should do, so I settled for pushing my arms slightly back and up and calling it good.
After that, there is a call to stretch over both legs, alternating, and then to stand with hands on legs and head lifted up, back straight out, and, from there, suck in the tummy and pull it in, using your wonderful little tummy muscles, then push it back out and repeat.
Then, it is time for rib cage isolation.This involves using the pressing of your hands upon your hips to help you along. You press your right hand into your right hip and push your rib cage to the right. Then, the same, except you do it with and to the left. Then, you use both hands and push them on the front of your hips, while pushing your rib cage toward the front. Finally, you relax your hands and pull your rib cage back.
I did of few of each of these exercise, while standing on a copy of The Far Lands, to help compensate for my short leg and uneven hips.
My shoulders are really tight. It's weird, as I used to be one of those people who had a serious reach, because of how flexible my shoulders and upper back were. Though, I do admit that there were always times when my shoulders would feel tight. Just not this tight!
Anyway, I think I'm going to go lay down for a bit, and then attempt to get some more cleaning done around here.
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