For My English Castle:
I got some REAL exercise: panting, heart-pounding exercise, hiking two trails in a state park. Oh my heart is in a woeful state. 1.0 miles, but last the 0.4 miles is on a steep and narrow trail. I had to stop twice to catch my breath.
$10 for day pass for the park, but four of us went, two of us high-energy tweens.
Money spent on espresso & pastries, above-mentioned state park fee and lamb chops for dinner. I saw BooBerry, FrankenBerry and Count Chocula cereals at Safeway, which we didn't have on our shelves back in the old country but boy! did we see the ads on US TV (grumble grumble). So my mind shot back to watching Christopher Glenn on "Take 30" (CBS? ABC?) and PSAs about our neighbours being "fuelish" and crying Indians, and I wanted to take a box each and nibble in front of the TV set watching a rented DVD box set of "Columbo". (I will not choose again to watch those Prescott-Scheimer cartoons, except "Fat Albert" or "Gilligan's Planet" if I had some really good mind-altering substances) My American husband said to me "Have you ever HAD those cereals?"
"Uh no, I just said..."
"But later in life, did you..."
"If I had, would I be yearning to take those home with me?"
If I didn't have a tween boy...
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Today's News Flash
September 25th, 2011 at 10:57 pm
September 25th, 2011 at 11:22 pm 1316992957
September 26th, 2011 at 12:23 am 1316996610
Rainy day people get their heart rates up
by doing their chores
Rainy day people don't kvetch when they stretch
They don't mind a bit
Rainy day people get tired when they're mired in some grading --it."