Tuesday
The Good:
I had begged Doyle for a massage some time this week and he obliged. First I took him out to dinner at a Mexican place he picked out - The Iguana Cantina. Some good food, fun conversation, and a car ride later to his work place and I was getting a massage.
That word does not adequately explain my heavenly coma inducing removal of aches, pains, and crunchy neck that I got. There may have been drool. There may have been snoring. There definitely was mummers of "ouch". But mostly there was a blissful lack of coherent speech patterns. The man is correctly referred to as Saint Doyle by Anya for a reason.
The Bad:
I ripped on of my contacts. I'm such an Idjit! How could I forget to pack spares? I always do. And I have some sitting back at home - nice and safe, doing me no good up here. Curse my crappy vision!!!
Yes, I did remember to pack my glasses - but it's funky wearing them while staring at the computer. It makes my eyes feel tired. Instead I went to work wearing only one and winking my eye a lot. I'm thinking of picking up an eye-patch.
Arrrrgghh mateys!
Results: Winner - Good!!! By a frakin' landslide. At this point you can set my hair on fire and it still won't be a bad day after a massage like that. This however is not a dare. So stay away from me with that flame!!!
And by that I mean specifically you. Don't even think about it. And don't sit there saying "who me?" Yes. You.
I had begged Doyle for a massage some time this week and he obliged. First I took him out to dinner at a Mexican place he picked out - The Iguana Cantina. Some good food, fun conversation, and a car ride later to his work place and I was getting a massage.
That word does not adequately explain my heavenly coma inducing removal of aches, pains, and crunchy neck that I got. There may have been drool. There may have been snoring. There definitely was mummers of "ouch". But mostly there was a blissful lack of coherent speech patterns. The man is correctly referred to as Saint Doyle by Anya for a reason.
The Bad:
I ripped on of my contacts. I'm such an Idjit! How could I forget to pack spares? I always do. And I have some sitting back at home - nice and safe, doing me no good up here. Curse my crappy vision!!!
Yes, I did remember to pack my glasses - but it's funky wearing them while staring at the computer. It makes my eyes feel tired. Instead I went to work wearing only one and winking my eye a lot. I'm thinking of picking up an eye-patch.
Arrrrgghh mateys!
Results: Winner - Good!!! By a frakin' landslide. At this point you can set my hair on fire and it still won't be a bad day after a massage like that. This however is not a dare. So stay away from me with that flame!!!
And by that I mean specifically you. Don't even think about it. And don't sit there saying "who me?" Yes. You.