Sunday, September 12, 2010
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You can't plan a shot like this, but once in a while you get lucky. Georgie gets quite excited in the morning "begging" me to take him out for our morning walk. He knows we don't go out until I shower and dress, but he whines and whimpers nonetheless until I actually do those things.
It was a workout day so I added an egg to my usual toast and cheez whiz breakfast. I always give the last bite to Georgie because I'm so well trained that way.
He finally gets to go on his long walk. Our circuit takes 25 minutes to complete, longer if we stop for him to sniff and play with friends. He cracked me up though because he thought a knot on one of the big trees was a squirrel and attacked it. Eyesight is not his keenest sense.
Then it was down into the dungeon to do my workout. During my two week workathon I didn't work out and I lost some strength. It will be a couple more before I get back to where I was. Three weeks off means atrophying will occur.
Then I got in the car, crossed the St Lawrence river to the South Shore where the college is to make all of my copies for this session. She made me 3700 copies (I've got 60 students so about 60 copies per) and never jammed once! And she was the one I wanted to KILL last semester. (In French it's a she.) She must have a good doctor.
Back over the bridge to the city. It was a gorgeous day which is why I decided to do my photoshoot then since today was predicted to be gray and gloomy, which it is. It was probably the nicest remaining day of the summer. I spent a good hour sunning on our patio with the Saturday paper, which up here is the big one of the week.
I had a light lunch because I'm dieting and because we had a dinner party to go to in the evening. Georgie's manners are sometimes lacking. I know that's my fault, but he's so darn cute I can't get mad at him.
Then I spent some time on the computer. Got really interested in reading about 9/11 mostly because I'm so over the "let's play victim" thing we Americans do every year. Honestly it's like we take ourselves so dang seriously but we don't give a darn about the "terrorism" we inflict abroad. 140,000 Iraqi civilians killed as well as 4700 of our servicemen to invade and seize a sovereign country for NO REASON. But we are the victims? I was hurt and angered that day as well, but after having informed myself over the years I've learned that something like that was inevitable due to our arrogant trouncing around on the planet. We let Oklahoma City and Columbine go pretty quickly, can we let this one too? I'm guessing not. It's okay if you don't agree with me, I know I'm in the wee minority on the topic.
My new friend Rita invited us to dinner and she treated us to a lovely evening with fabulous food. Here's my portion of Osso Bucco which was so tender, juicy and flavorful, it was easily the best I've ever had. Didn't this shot come out neat, too?
We had lots of boozy goodness too. A martini, then champagne, chianti, brolio, and porto. We took public transport to get there and grabbed a taxi to get home. It was a great night and I'd love to do it again sometime.
We got home after midnight! This is quite the feat for me since I'm usually sound asleep well before 10. I even stayed up and watched the rest of SNL, a repeat from 4 or 5 years ago. I didn't laugh once and I thought, "Why did they pick this lame episode to rerun." My inner curmudgeon is hatching I believe.
Serge had nightly walk duty. I had done it alone the night before so payback was he had to do it alone. Normally we do it together, a little family walk together every night. We'll get back to that routine today.
There you have it, my day in pictures. To see what other peeps around the world take pictures of on their day, visit Chad's blog.