Rat Monkeys and Cheeseburger Prezzies
My recently engaged coworker friend invited Nate and I to their little soiree wedding reception in June at the Franklin Park Zoo, which is very cool. We joked for a while about the possibility of there being an infected voodoo rat monkey there to instill fear to most and fascination to those inspired by Peter Jackson's pre- (pre) LOTR B movies. (read: "Dead Alive"). I'm glad Nate enjoyed the flick this weekend - truly it's a work of cinematic genius, and if nothing else it's entertainment for entertaining's sake, which IMO is rare in this form. Should be fun at any rate - monkey or no...
At lunch today I went to pick up some frames for the incredibly absurd amount of wedding photos we'll be getting back tomorrow, on the way back I figured "Hey, I'll pop by Wendy's and try one of their new spinach chicken salads." They were out. I asked for a salad and chili and instead I got a cheeseburger and fries. Lovely prezzie, and I ate every bit. Muhahaha. It was damn good and will be lovely fuel for the step class tonight. I'm really enjoying them now - at first I realized the extent to which you need to be able to laugh at yourself good-humoredly in order to get anywhere, but I'm getting the hang of it now and it feels quite like an orchestrated dance class. And being that it isn't the same machine every day it's blasted my plateau and I'm now 6 pounds from goal. (woot) Monday brings a Fitness Profile so we'll see where I'm at....
Keeping my fingers crossed that Nate and I can score scalped GLove tickets on Thursday. If not, no biggie - I'm sure we can find a nice bite in Boston either way, and it'll be grand. Still, I know if we don't get tix I'll kick myself repeatedly for not ordering some sooner - been wanting to see them for so long...