Walking to Work

Walking to work was so much easier (and faster) after I remembered to put on tennis shoes this morning, instead of the usual flip flops.  Tennis shoes and a print skirt did look rather ridiculous, and I may have to invest in a new pair of tennis shoes (sans bite marks on the heel) before I wear them outside of our building’s gym.  I did have to remember to put them in my rolling ottoman, as we are not allowed to place objects on the floor.  ;)

 

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New Favorite Thing

OMG – We had a birthday today, and instead of the usual Whole Foods cupcakes – the icing is a positively perfect mix of sugar and buttercream icing – we had Whole Foods cookie cake.  YUMMMM.  It’s the size of a dinner plate, has a border of said perfect icing, and was only $3.49!!!

 

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Cutting Down

Mr. D recently decided to institute a few practices to help him “maintain his figure.”  The first of which is that he has decided that he is going to cut back on his alcoholic intake.  Usually, Mr. D would have a cocktail or two in the evenings after dinner, or the two of us would split a bottle of wine.  I never really thought about it, but we were having an adult beverage probably 5 nights a week.  Once we thought about it, I felt bad, but not once we started talking to coworkers, some of who have cocktails then split at least a bottle of wine.  So, Mr. D, and I, his faithful companion have both decided that we would try to cut down the adult beverages to three nights a week.  Since then, we’ve been pretty good about it, though we have had to make allowances.  For instance, I knew that three would not be feasible for the first week, as we had a dinner at our house, another dinner out, and two work events, but we’ve been fairly good since then.

 

The second part of his plan is that he has started walking to and from work, which is one big block and ten little blocks away (read 1.2 miles), but it doesn’t usually take him much longer than it would for him to take the subway.  Since the weather has been so nice, I decided that I should try to walk to work one day, even though my office is considerably farther (read 2.2 miles).  Friday was a particularly lovely day, and I felt I had gorged on ice cream sandwiches at work the day before (two office birthdays in one week equals cupcakes and ice cream sandwich overload), I decided to walk to work.  The walk took me around 40 minutes, and I still had time to stop at Starbucks for an iced coffee (which was also rationalized away by the walk, I realized two things:  1) walking with traffic lights takes a little longer than just normal walking, and 2) I’ve been right all along – elliptical machines do not track the actual distance you “run,” because if I can walk more than 2 miles in 40 minutes, it certainly doesn’t take me  28 minutes to “run” a mile.  Ha, so there, elliptical manufacturers.

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Anniversary Presents

A month ago, when we made reservations to have dinner on our anniversary, M (now to be known as Mr. D, because having two M’s (him and me) is too confusing in my head) and I discussed whether or not we would exchange anniversary presents.  This hasn’t really come up before, as obviously, this is our first wedding anniversary, and prior to getting married, we weren’t really sure when our anniversary would be, just that it was sometime around Memorial Day the year we met, so we would talk about it in April and decide on a day, and usually just have dinner. 

 

Since we had decided on a very nice (read expensive) restaurant for our dinner, we decided to not exchange presents – until yesterday morning (anniversary is Sunday).  Whilst I am happily munching on cereal and watching Squawk Box, Mr. D decides that we should exchange presents, of the traditional sort, meaning that as it is our first anniversary, it should be along the “paper” theme.  So not fair.  At work, I email him for a spending limit, which is sizably more than me writing him a poem, but not high enough for me to worry about receive “paper” jewelry (which would show me up, which is almost always the goal), but I confirm that he did have something in mind when he proposed this plan, but had not actually purchased it.  Then, 15 minutes later I received an update that I didn’t need to worry about getting it to the house for Sunday, because his gift for me would not arrive until later.

 

Of course, I emailed my sister for some ideas, but that turned up short, with ideas ranging from stationary to poems (which would not be received well) to a family crest (meh?).  Throughout the course of the day, I went back and forth between a book (on cocktails), a framed print, and something based on a picture of us and or the dog from the Kodak store,* finally settling on a framed print of a vintage liquor advertisement when I got home.   

 

Now, when I emailed Ree for the advice, I requested that she not inform our mother, as I would not appreciate her contributions.  Sure enough, that evening Mom emailed me with her suggestion, which was a print of a landscape of Greece (honeymoon locale).  This is why I did not want her chiming in, because Mr. D and I bought a canvas of the cheesy sunset (that we may have only had put on a stretcher a week ago) while we were on our honeymoon.  I immediately emailed Ree and told her that I was going to tell Mom that she (Ree) was thinking of getting pregnant (that’ll teach her).  Apparently, it took my mom no more than 30 seconds to send out an email when she heard of my plight.  Sigh.  I guess that will be helpful if I ever actually have an email emergency.

 

 

*Note – KodakGallery actually has a very cute idea on their site.  You can take a photo and have it printed onto a pillowcase.  Before I decided that the gift would underwhelm Mr. D, I briefly thought of taking a picture of Sasha on top of the sheet set, then printing onto the pillowcase, so it would look like she was ALWAYS sitting there, and not just right after we wake up.

 

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