HERE, HAVE A BULLET: THEY TASTE GREAT AND THEY'RE LESS FILLING!
Anders made the same dish for his birthday dinner tonight that he made for me the first time he cooked me dinner 13 years ago. Shrimp with mushrooms, red peppers, cheese and cream baked in the oven and served over rice. YUMMO.
I still haven't gotten a call back from the girlfriend who had her baby on Thursday, though I left a message days ago. Should I be worried or should I assume that they are just blissed out on That Newborn Smell?
Confirmation was received today that 4 weeks in the States didn't wreck my diet healthy eating plan nearly as much as I had been afraid of. I did go up, but only 1.5 kilos! Yay me!
I was actually running out of things to do at work today. That happens so rarely that I don't know what to do with myself when it does.
Living through the skin of your back when someone is rubbing the hurts out of it is intoxicating. I think I might need to sign up for Massage Gluttons Anonymous. Or maybe I need to schedule another one. Yeah, that's it!
Tomorrow is choir practice, the very last one before summer, and the last one with our choir leader. That makes me sad. Because I've been gone for 5 weeks, I might not be able to sing in our last concert on Friday, the last one before summer and that last one with our choir leader. That also makes me sad. I don't know what to do about choir right now. I'm feeling very unmotivated and ambivalent about it, and feeling obligated to go because my friend got herself elected to Chairwoman of it and I will feel like I am abandoning her if I quit now. Though maybe the summer months will be enough of a break and I'll be ready to start again come Fall.
The group of my girlfriends that have been meeting for dinner every few months for the past year, the ones I call my "First Friends" here in Sweden, have decided that we need a name. The one chosen was The Wonderbras. Because we support and uplift each other. Yeah. I know. As much as I love them, it made me gag, too.
I went to the doctor yesterday about the eye inflammation/infection/allergy symptoms that I have been suffering from for the past month. She gave me antibiotics and a prescription for allergy pills if the symptoms don't respond. Then she told me that in the test results from last year (when I had a blood test done to see if I was allergic to dogs pending our vetoed puppy purchase) that not only did I test negative to dogs, I had also tested negative to cats. ...WTF? How can that be? I've been allergic to cats forever, even though I had cats for years and years. I took medicine in the States, and even now, no more than about 30 minutes in the home of a cat-owner is enough to get my eyes itching and my nose sneezing. How can I not be allergic inside when I'm obviously still allergic outside?