This week has been a mixed bag. Can't seem to get the personal and professional world on the same page.
This week was pretty good on the personal front, highlighted by no more kidney stones, and a successful return to the world of running. Apparently the week off did a body good. Got through two runs without any recurrence of the mysterious ankle pain. Maybe it was ankle stones. Don't want to think about how exactly those got passed.
On the professional front, this was a rough week. Our company announced impending layoffs, along with a timeline that takes them all the way through the summer. Talk about a dark cloud of stress hanging over everyone for days on end. No fun. This recession can kiss my arse.
Tonight, however, should be an epic display of my dining prowess. Tonight is a rare date night with the lovely and talented Mrs. Evolving. That alone is cause for much rejoicing, but we're talking dinner and a movie, and the dinner is a 'Seafood Extravaganza' with some good friends from the neighborhood. Words can not express the depths of my love for seafood. I get a little lightheaded just thinking about it. I could happily grill a Spongebob-kebab, follow that with a plate of fried Squidward, and still have room for some Patrick bisque. To pick a favorite from the world of seafood would unnecessarily diminish the glory of any item. Seafood's dial goes to 11. Tonight's menu:
This week was pretty good on the personal front, highlighted by no more kidney stones, and a successful return to the world of running. Apparently the week off did a body good. Got through two runs without any recurrence of the mysterious ankle pain. Maybe it was ankle stones. Don't want to think about how exactly those got passed.
On the professional front, this was a rough week. Our company announced impending layoffs, along with a timeline that takes them all the way through the summer. Talk about a dark cloud of stress hanging over everyone for days on end. No fun. This recession can kiss my arse.
Tonight, however, should be an epic display of my dining prowess. Tonight is a rare date night with the lovely and talented Mrs. Evolving. That alone is cause for much rejoicing, but we're talking dinner and a movie, and the dinner is a 'Seafood Extravaganza' with some good friends from the neighborhood. Words can not express the depths of my love for seafood. I get a little lightheaded just thinking about it. I could happily grill a Spongebob-kebab, follow that with a plate of fried Squidward, and still have room for some Patrick bisque. To pick a favorite from the world of seafood would unnecessarily diminish the glory of any item. Seafood's dial goes to 11. Tonight's menu:
I've already apologized in advance to the folks who will be sitting with us for the display they are about to witness. Apologies also to King Neptune and the Little Mermaid.
