– I made bread yesterday, because I’d been thinking for days how good some toasted, homemade bread would be for breakfast. Last night, after finally doing what I needed to do to make that a reality (that is, having baked the bread), I realized I didn’t want toast for breakfast. No way. I’m totally committed to oatbran and Ezekiel English muffins right now (not all in ONE breakfast, of course). So I had some toast for my afternoon snack instead. Problem solved.
– Every few months, my next-door neighbor calls me to ask a question about the children’s book she’s written and is trying to get published (not by me). This is the only thing I can remember her ever calling about (which is fine), yet every time she says, ‘Hi, it’s your neighbor, _____,’ I get that sudden called-to-the-principal’s-office panic (not that I was ever called to the principal’s office). What have I done? Did I shovel my part of the sidewalk the wrong way?
– I’ve been trying to get several books ready for print, which means lots of time spent finishing off covers. I generally do just the front cover of a book ahead of time, for catalogues and such, and then do the full cover — spine and back — nearer to print time. So that’s what I was doing. And as I finished with the third cover, I realized that all those current books are horror and/or fantasy. And I had a private cackle of glee, because how awesome is it that I design covers for those sorts of books?
– I recently figured out how to make iTunes fetch album artwork (yeah, yeah, yeah — I hadn’t actually TRIED before), and I just used the little Apple remote to make my iMac play music, so now it’s displaying the album cover. Classy. I haven’t figured out, though, how to make my iPod sync up and fetch the new artwork, short of first deleting the music from the iPod and then reloading it (which would be a pain, since I don’t have my entire library on the iPod).
– Having the album artwork on my iPod is important, by the way, for when I’m at the gym. Because when I casually choose a new song as I run, I want people to glance over and think, ‘Hey, she’s listening to The Jam while she works out. She’s so cool.’ Then they will not notice my red face or judge the speed at which I’m running. Everybody wins. Especially The Jam.
– I miss the gym and the rich fantasy life I have regarding what goes on in the minds of everybody there. Is my ankle better yet?
I love the idea of imagining what other gym goers are thinking – have to admit in my case though it wouldn’t be anything exciting – just pant, wobble, I am hot, need a drink …….Ha ha ……hope your ankle recovers soon