by Mir | Feb 7, 2006 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Here is what I know about myself and exercise: I am perhaps the world’s lousiest self-motivator. Tell me to get my ass out of bed and meet you for a workout at 6:30? I’m there. Promise myself I’ll get right up at 6:30 and hop on my elliptical...
by Mir | Feb 6, 2006 | What do I do all day?
You know what is a GREAT way to kick-start your day? Taking a really long walk. Early in the morning. In the snow. And wind. While a spastic puppy tries to tangle you and your walk partner in her leash. Actually, it was awesome. So what if the best part was when it...
by Mir | Feb 5, 2006 | I'm dating the television
I dunno, maybe it’s because I was getting the kids to bed and doing laundry and I’m just not feeling my best today… or maybe it’s because I’m just getting old and jaded (shaddup)… but this year’s Superbowl was perhaps the...
by Mir | Feb 4, 2006 | Retail Therapy
… dead things. That you can eat. On a dare. While surfing around in boredom this evening, I found that special gift for the person who has everything. Or is very, very hungry. And non-discriminating. Should they require something a little more portable and/or...
by Mir | Feb 3, 2006 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Before I launch into today’s antics, a bit of housekeeping. 1) I lied, yesterday, when I said I’d talk about the not-a-gibbon that Joss sent me. She called dibs, but isn’t ready to do it; so–a thousand apologies, but I must remain silent other...
