Things of the Day
May. 7th, 2010 09:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nnmpsnThing 1:
small herd of deer in the driveway to my parking lot as I came in tonight. Just milling around. The smallest one took a very long time deciding which way to go; in the end he went in the opposite direction of the rest. Hope he finds them again.
Thing 2:
I did the wackiest thing this morning. I got myself to the Y and took a pilates class before work -- 7 AM. That is just...very not me. It was pretty great, in a kick your ass sort of way, and I'm going to do that again. (oh how I love the way the Y is not intimidating. it's a new class, small and introductory, and no one can do everything, and there were some things I was more steady on than the others, and other things they could do thatI couldn't. perfect comfortable scenario.) (not quite equal in awesomeness to the time I was on a treadmill next to an octogenarian with oxygen on an exercise bike, but possibly more productive.)
Thing 3:
I have a great plan for dinner: red russian kale sauteed with fresh green garlic, tossed with olive oil and parmesan cheese and whole wheat rotini pasta, seasoned with salt and pepper and a splash of balsamic vinegar.
But I'm not quite ready to make it yet; I've only been home about 20 minutes.
Thing 4:
I'm watching Episode 4 of Spearhead from Space, the first story for Jon Pertwee's Third Doctor. It's also the introduction of the Nestene Consciousness, and the Autons, and Liz Shaw*, and it's awesome. (oh how my heart filled with joy as I sat on an uncomfortable chair in an air-conditioned-to-freezing subterranean room to watch the Ninth Doctor's first episode, and realized that the Autons were back.....)
*The first ep where Brig. Lethbridge-Stewart is trying to recruit Liz is also of the awesome, and she totally reminded me of Scully when I rewatched awhile back; it has just occurred to me, though, that in some ways (multiple PhDs, lack of patience for ridiculous notions) that really she should be, like, Rodney McKay's formidable Great Aunt Liz. (Except she wouldn't be a Great, she's the right age to just be Aunt. It just sounds better.)
Huh. Someone should make that happen.
small herd of deer in the driveway to my parking lot as I came in tonight. Just milling around. The smallest one took a very long time deciding which way to go; in the end he went in the opposite direction of the rest. Hope he finds them again.
Thing 2:
I did the wackiest thing this morning. I got myself to the Y and took a pilates class before work -- 7 AM. That is just...very not me. It was pretty great, in a kick your ass sort of way, and I'm going to do that again. (oh how I love the way the Y is not intimidating. it's a new class, small and introductory, and no one can do everything, and there were some things I was more steady on than the others, and other things they could do thatI couldn't. perfect comfortable scenario.) (not quite equal in awesomeness to the time I was on a treadmill next to an octogenarian with oxygen on an exercise bike, but possibly more productive.)
Thing 3:
I have a great plan for dinner: red russian kale sauteed with fresh green garlic, tossed with olive oil and parmesan cheese and whole wheat rotini pasta, seasoned with salt and pepper and a splash of balsamic vinegar.
But I'm not quite ready to make it yet; I've only been home about 20 minutes.
Thing 4:
I'm watching Episode 4 of Spearhead from Space, the first story for Jon Pertwee's Third Doctor. It's also the introduction of the Nestene Consciousness, and the Autons, and Liz Shaw*, and it's awesome. (oh how my heart filled with joy as I sat on an uncomfortable chair in an air-conditioned-to-freezing subterranean room to watch the Ninth Doctor's first episode, and realized that the Autons were back.....)
*The first ep where Brig. Lethbridge-Stewart is trying to recruit Liz is also of the awesome, and she totally reminded me of Scully when I rewatched awhile back; it has just occurred to me, though, that in some ways (multiple PhDs, lack of patience for ridiculous notions) that really she should be, like, Rodney McKay's formidable Great Aunt Liz. (Except she wouldn't be a Great, she's the right age to just be Aunt. It just sounds better.)
Huh. Someone should make that happen.
