Yesterday I started using My Fitness Pal. I am not much of a calorie counter, but I thought that I should probably start being more accountable to myself about what I'm actually putting in my body. It's a little addicting - it's amazing what is in their database (alas, no blackened mahi salad from Shula's, so I'm going to have to do some guesswork for my airport dinner). Trader Joe's ahoy! Most of my food comes from Trader Joe's these days, if I'm being completly honest. My wine too. Yum.
Also yesterday I did some major weeding and potting and trimming back of the ginger that has taken over my back flower beds. I faced a major fear of mine and hoisted up the chain saw to cut out some sprouting palms in the front yard (we have a giant multi-trunk palm tree in the front yard, and the middle was getting overrun with new sprouts). I'm scared to death of any instrument of cutting/pain infliction that runs on power other than arm power. So guns, chainsaws -- eek. Knives, I'm not so concerned (even though I've cut myself eight million times on knives, only little injuries! I swear!). It's my power driving the knife. I feel like I have more control over what will happen and am therefore less likely to seriously injure myself.
You see where this is going, right?
Well, okay, I didn't "seriously" injure myself, but I did accidentally cut into the power cord while trimming palm stems, sending sparks flying and nearly harming myself, the tree, and possibly our electrical whatevers. I stopped in time and C spliced the cord back together making it possible for me to finish the trimming uneventfully. Somehow in all of that I also bruised my ring finger, and it's now a little swollen. I had to twist my engagement ring off as it's tighter than my wedding ring and was starting to get painful. Hopefully that gets better tomorrow.
And here comes my food! Hurray and bon a petit to me!
No comments:
Post a Comment