I tried

I saw this great band called Sleepercar this week. I wanted to buy one of their songs and share it with you but itunes is not my friend this evening. So for now I will say check out their myspace page because you can have a sample of their tunes including the one that I fell for Wednesday Nights. Then once you like them as much as I do YOU can buy their music on itunes, even if I can’t.

The lyrics for Wednesday Nights are simple, but were very powerful for me when roomie and I heard them played live. The singer was belting out the chorus a good ten feet from the mic and he filled the auditorium with is voice. Amazing.

For a while I tried
For a while I won
For a while I held your hand
In the setting sun

On the Fifth Day of Detox

My true love gave to me …

Five hard boiled eggs!

Four gala apples,
Three rice cakes,
Two apricots,
And a cup of herbal tea.

Yeah we are at day five of twelve. So far I have been a bit grouchy but actually I feel pretty good today. It is amazing how easy it is to cook real food. I had gotten in to a bad habit of just throwing a pizza in the oven or having a grilled cheese sandwich when I got home from work. Now that I have cooked the last three nights and realized it isn’t that hard or that time consuming I am resolved to be better to my body over the summer and take the time to cook real food for myself as often as possible.

TSG

The Twelve Days of Detox

Today begins the 12 days of detox for Roomie, GB and I. No Cheese (well dairy of any kind, but cheese is what we really miss), no wheat, no sugar, limited caffeine and no booze.

I think it is going to be a long day one.

Wish us luck!

TSG

Open Your Door

I am currently in the centre of the universe doing some training for work. When I originally found out about the training the SSM had said he would come and stay with me at the hotel for a night or two. Unfortunately he ended up having a meeting on Wednesday and I was only in the hotel from Tuesday to Thursday so it wasn’t going to work out as we had hoped. Late on Monday however he sent me a message asking me what I was doing on Wednesday night. As luck would have it I had not made any plans to see friends for Wednesday night. When I inquired further to find out if he was thinking of coming, he said maybe but that he wasn’t sure if it would work out, but yes he was thinking about it.

Armed with that knowledge I didn’t get my hopes up too much on Wednesday but just in case he did decide to come I left a room key for him at the front desk, emailed him the address of the hotel and room number before I went off to work. At the end of my work, having received no text or phone call from the SSM I went for a quick beer with BFF before returning to the hotel. I knew it was too early for him to have arrived at the hotel by the time I got home, but if he was coming to town his plane would have landed. I checked instant messenger and he was online, but his status was away. All I wanted to do was text him, and at the same time I was enjoying the anticipation of not knowing. To pass the time I starting chatting with GB asking if I should text him or not and he agreed the anticipation was fun and besides it wasn’t even 7pm yet, give it a little time and if I don’t hear anything soon then send a text. Fair enough I thought and then I notice the Fireboy is online. I decided getting info out of Fireboy was a completely sneaky and acceptable way to find out if the SSM is in town or coming to town and in no way diminished my excitement about the possible visit.

Fireboy didn’t seem to know if the SSM had gotten on a plane but he checked what time the last possible plane arrive that night and we made a list of reasons he would come and reasons he wouldn’t and then he said “Well, either way why don’t I come over and hang out. I have a few things to do here, maybe you should text him. If he is coming over you can send me a note and let me know if you two need some alone time first.” Seemed like reasonable logic to me so I sent a text … The Suspense is killing me are you in your city or here in the centre of the universe? … And then I waited and waited for what seemed like an eternity. In reality it was only six minutes before I got a response. My phone buzzed to let me know there was a message. I looked at the phone opened it took a deep breath and read:

Open your door

So I went to the hotel door and there he was.

There is more, but really I think that is all I need to say.

TSG

Too Much ... Maybe

I have been told on occasion that I can be a bit brash. Mostly it happens when I have had a few pints and decide I need to introduce myself to tourists, or pick an argument just because I feel like it. But there are times when I am naturally out spoken without the aid of any drinks. I know! It was shocking to me too, but onto the story.

Yesterday I was talking with this guy about yet another sales meeting and I had to move it up a week earlier than we had initially discussed. We ended up talking for fifteen minutes about this and that and my upcoming business trip and he was recommending a pub to me … blah blah blah … so we finally found a date that worked and it was a week earlier than originally proposed. Once the date was settled we had the following exchange

Sales Guy: So now the meeting is a week early, and you aren’t going to be there.

TSG: Sorry man, there is nothing I can do, the boss wants to talk sooner.

Sales Guy: And you aren’t even going to go to the pub I recommended.

TSG: Sorry, I am going to be busy, I can’t do everything.

Sales Guy: But you managed to move the meeting up by a week. Now I have to do the prep earlier and work instead of …

TSG: … surfing for porn on the internet … (I still can’t quite believe I said that)

Long Silence

Sales Guy: I can’t believe you just said that.

TSG: What? Porn?

Sales Guy: Yes. I don’t think a client has ever said that to me. I can’t even say that word in my office.

TSG: *giggle* Really? My office is a little more relaxed than yours. But I think you already knew that.

The conversation continued from there for a bit but I don’t think he ever really recovered from the shock.

If he shocks that easily, is he really the kind of guy this single girl wants to be hanging around?

TSG

Cookies and other good things

Last night I went over to Awesome's to watch an episode of LOST that I had missed while visiting the SSM. In exchange for the episode Awesome wanted me to bake cookies. Given what I thought he was going to ask for in exchange for the show I was more than happy to bake some peanut butter chocolate chip cookies. We watched LOST, then Battlestar Gallactica, then Family Guy and finally the Simpsons - there was a lot of dough to bake - and then he was getting tired and making noises like I should leave. Fine, I can take a hint so I headed on my way.

Walking out I couldn't find my cellphone. My pants pockets were empty, my jacket was empty so I started routing through my bag. Not in the front pockets, not in the pouch area at the front so I reached into the back. At the bottom of the bag under a bunch of old brochures and other various paper there was something hard I pulled it out thinking I had ound my cellphone, only to grab my long lost ipod. My ipod! I was so happy I almost forgot to continue to look for my cellphone. Which was in the main part of the bag, with my share of the cookies.

The ipod idate gave me died a few weeks ago and I was about to buy a new one with my tax return, but now I don't have to. What a good day.

The Single Girl