I’ve had bad abdominal cramps for two days now. I’m usually not cramp-prone and when they do happen Pamprin usually take care of it. Yesterday morning I took my yogi Sarah’s advice and did some ab work to ease the cramps. It didn’t seem to work and now my ab muscles are sort from exercise in addition to the cramping. I didn’t count how many elbow-to-knee and straddle-lifting-through reps I did, but it was fewer than half what I do in yoga practice. Did I do too many? Not enough? Do I need to keep doing them? It feels a bit like hitting my thumb with a hammer to distract me from a cut on my pointer finger. Also, it could be related to an increase in one of my meds, so if I’m still cramping tomorrow I’ll call my shrink, Dr. L.
Anyone still reading? My birthday was nice this year. Soon after I woke up I got a call from my sister and listened to a rousing chorus of Happy Birthday. Then Monkey got on the line and said, “happy.” It was sweet. It was a mellow day. I hung three paintings, read, tidied up my office a bit and washed some dishes. At some point Sasha and her kids serenaded me over the phone. I then went shopping for perfume, attended an OA meeting, had dinner at my sister’s house and then went shopping again.
At Von Maur, I couldn’t decide between four scents. I splurged and bought two of them, Calvin Klein’s Euphoria and Lolita Lempicka. I’m not sure I really like Lolita Lempicka on me, I was swayed by the bottle, it’s really lovely. The stem is the sprayer. I also picked up samples of Chanel’s Allure and Allure Sensuelle to try at home. I haven’t worn perfume for a while; I think the last bottle I bought and actually wore was Poison. Yeah, it was that long ago. I wore a custom blend of essential oils from The Soap Opera in Madison, WI for a few years. It was light amber and light musk blend. I quite like the Euphoria. It seems to last but not precede me into rooms. I feel self-conscience if I think a scent is extending beyond my aura.
After my OA meeting I went to my sister’s house for dinner. My dad provided filet mignon, which he had marinated for 24 hours in Italian dressing, and my sister baked sweet potatoes. There was also salad and home-made salsa. It was all very good. No cake.
I got cash from dad and Barnes & Noble gift certificate from sis and family. So I went directly from her house to B&N Sunday night. I bought a stack of DVDs. This is what I got:
- The Best of the Electric Company
- Apocalypse Now - The Complete Dossier (Two-Disc Special Collector's Edition)
- The Station Agent
- Beverly Hills Cop
- Like Water for Chocolate
I came very close to spending the cash from dad on the latest DVD version of Lord of the Rings – Limited Edition, until I realized I’d be spending $80 for about five hours of behind-the -scenes footage. I already have both theatrical and extended versions. I can Netflix it to watch the new stuff.
On Monday I spent my dad’s gift (with a little bit extra from me) on an All-Clad Stainless Steel 4 quart sauté pan with lid and splatter guard at William-Sonoma. It’s pretty, sparkly and heavy. It was also cheaper than the 3 quart because it was on sale. Now you may be thinking, “But Dodi, you don’t even cook!” and you are correct. I’m more of a re-heater than cook. But I adore William-Sonoma. Read the catalogs from cover to cover (Except now I skip the seasonal candy pages).
Related to non-cooking, I haven’t used my grill at all this summer because I’m afraid it will blow up. The user manual said spiders like to build nests in the gas lines if not used regularly. Now I’m paranoid, but I don’t want to take it all apart to make sure all the lines are clear. I’m also pretty sure wasps have taken up residence. I do intend to cook more in the future and now I have a lovely pan, hopefully the last sauté pan I’ll ever buy. It is a frivolous, but it was mostly a birthday gift and I adore it.
Thirty-seven doesn’t seem to be a significant birthday for me. Last year I freaked a bit because at 36 I found myself scarily close to forty. This year I feel pretty neutral. It feels good.