We had every intention of going out for supper tonight. We had chosen our favorite Greek restaurant and Diana was looking forward to having a day off from the kitchen, after chasing her twenty-six grade one's around on a field trip today. Unfortunately I; in my leisure, had come upon a near tragedy: my treadmill had fucking died! OMG! What will I do? I have streak of over 170 days in a row going and did not want it to end. You're thinking hey, just run outside. Have you noticed, it's fucking cold outside? (Of coarse I ran outside - I've got a streak going!)
I called Flamans, where I bought the treadmill and talked to my wife's uncle's son, who is a person of some importance in that company. He was able to get a 'guy' out to look at it at 4:00, which fucked up our supper plans.
Instead, Diana made sausage and cheese omelettes. It was very tasty. For dessert we had a choice of fat-free yogurt, scones or some Swiss gingerbread, sent to us by Daniel our friend from Switzerland. I added a little raison and nuts to the yogurt and enjoyed it completely.
Ahh, the weekend. Time to take a break after a busy week. Hardy-har-har!
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