Burying the Lead on Day 9

I'm not one to nag about the weather, but what unholy mess rained down upon us today? At one point I found myself wading through a 3 inch ground coating of 7-Eleven slushie, suburban-asphalt flavor, in slingback kitten heels, no hoes. UN.......PLEASANT.

But since I'm working to think positive.....um....trying here.....hmm....my car now looks washed?

Crap.

Anyway, silence is still a struggle. Tonight I gave myself the challenge of eating dinner away from the TV. I sat at my kitchen table, no books or nothin. The first few minutes were rough--I found that, oddly enough, my biggest anxiety was about what I would look at, just sitting there. Who cares, I'm sitting by myself in an apartment, is that really what's important?? But after I sat for a few minutes and settled in, I really caught hold of the mindset pretty quickly. I kinda zoned out and let my mind drift, and let myself really enjoy this meal I had cooked as a treat (it was just bleu cheese burgers, but still, it's the thought that counts). I never realized how bad I am about shoveling my food when I sit in front of the tv. That's got to be a calorie deal-breaker, just sitting there not even realizing what food is going in your mouth.

So other than that, the St. Patty's day party bus plans have solidified and I am excited!! It will be a welcome break from Lent. Ireland has been a pretty sacred holiday for me since I lived there. I have a feeling that being on a black-lit greyhound bus touring downtown Detroit will take me right back to ol' Baile Atha Cliath (Dublin)...

So onwards into another weekend, which are my biggest challenges. It'll be fun coming up with awesome, cheap stuff to do all on my own. Oh, look at that: I've just used "fun" as a euphamism!
I miss everyone--I can't wait to be out! Please plan April kings nights and shopping and movies and all things fabulous!! Please!!!