Yesterday boring, today's looking better

Yesterday was boring. Most of the workday spent staring at one bug that I never did quite figure out, then the whole evening doing chores. I think the best part of it was when I was a few minutes early meeting A at the grocery store, nipped into the discount clothing store next door to it, and found a pair of Express jeans in my size for $20. I nabbed them. I'm wearing them. They're sexy. :)

A also got his new wedding band in the mail--he'd returned the old one to get a different shape. He was trying it out, and at one point last night he was wearing it while I didn't even have my engagement ring on. How scandalous. Later on he and I were reminiscing about when the grubs (his black cats) were small. I barely remember them as kittens and in all my memories it seems like we'd just gotten together at the time. Turns out we had just gotten together, just a year before that. Sheesh. I remember when a year seemed like a long time.

Anyway, off to take advantage of the fact that I'm unstuck at work.

OK, I now have actual reasons to find BFL annoying

I checked out bodyforlife.com to see their recommended workout schedules, and ended up looking at their success stories as well. Annoying, annoying. All the women in the "after" pictures, with one wide-hipped exception, are posed with their legs slightly crossed to make their thighs look thinner, and they're also the color of basted turkeys. Please people, go easy with the self tanner and orange camera lenses. Worse yet, the individual stories make it clear how much they really focus on weight/size loss. If I were a pale, skinny beginner (as I once was) it would not be clear to me that this program offered me anything, even though of course it would. Why don't they show at least a couple of people who started out scrawny and got buff?

There's also something grating about something that's supposed to be for life, yet places such heavy emphasis on a 12-week program.

rumgirl's talking about rechristening people. Hmm, perhaps I should start calling A something else to avoid confusion with a, the word. I could go with FH, but half the people on salon have an FH. Boring. How about HLM for Hacker Love Monkey? Hey.... < laughs out loud in empty office > ... Bug For Life. But now my title for this post has gone horribly awry. I give up.