I'm being a little selfish with my time this week. I am  spending very little time on the computer. I'm still recovering from last week's insanity. Ian's home and needs a companion. And everything is just so lovely outside.

Yesterday morning, I forced myself to do laps around the block, because I put on a ton of weight over the winter. For one neurotic afternoon, I convinced myself that the only way that I could get THAT fat was if I was pregnant, even though it was extremely highly unlikely from a strictly biological point of view. But never being one to allow rationality to interfere with good neurosis, I imagined being the oldest living mother in New Jersey for several hours last weekend. 

I'm beyond that now. Hence the early morning laps. 

I'm also working on the never ending job of killing suburban shrubbery and English Ivy. At some point, I'll be able to plant new things. I look forward to that day. 

Ian and I invented some new pool games yesterday, including one called "Don't Send Me to Canada!" 

I did plop down on the computer a couple of times yesterday to catch up on the SCOTUS geekfest. I also read a ton of tributes to Nora Ephron. (I never liked her movies. Shhhhh.) I appear to be the only woman in the tristate area who never recieved advice from Nora. I feel so left out. 

This morning, I'm taking Ian to a different swim club in a different town. I will be making a carb-free meal tonight. And I may or may not get  on the Internet again.