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Once More With Feeling
Jul. 2nd, 2012 10:30 amI went to the gyno on Thurs for my post-procedure follow-up. Good: She said she's pretty sure she got all the rebellious cells; I don't have to see her again until December; and she LOL'd when I said my boyfriend is very interested in the timelne. Bad: It's going to be a full 3 weeks before I can resume *ahem* as I am not actually Wolverine. Ah well.
To celebrate, Julian took me for birthday lunch at the Palm. The most exciting part of my senior prom was the table-side shelled lobster at The Water Club and the Palm does it too. Not only that, but he picked delicious accompaniments and wine. I totally need to be on his good side whenever he has a birthday.
Then I went to the gym and alternated box jumps with pushups. I've gotten much better at the former than the latter *pout* I was so cranky pants, I did the deadlift quest on Fitocracy and racked up another achievement, the 1.4x bw deadlift. w00t. While doing some of my back exercises, an old dude chatted me up argh.
Pongo was already at Marie's Crisis when I got there, but he wasn't making out with guys or ANYTHING. It was kind of a weird night: Jim, who flirted with Pongo last time we were there, was playing. He generally plays more obscure stuff. The bar was empty though and stayed fairly empty and the energy was so low, he asked Pongo and I if we were on a first date. Still, a night with show tunes is better than a quiet night so.
...well, it would also have been nice if I hadn't had to get up at 5:30. Or if there hadn't been thunder and lightning just before that. I was so sure we'd be rained out of climbing, but the cliffs were completely dry. ( Andrew, Airy Aria, Carbs & Caffeine, and Casa Emilio w/GMac )
When we'd been unloading the car in the morning, I made the mistake of commenting, "Wow, my bag feels empty." I'd been worrying I forgot something, but GMac decided to hand me an extra 50' static line, bringing my day pack to roughly 25lbs. As we walked down the "stair master" to the parking lot, I was telling GMac that my goal for the next 4 months is not to twist my ankle. A minute later, BAM! I fell to my knees. I bounced up, saying it was just some scrapes and bruises, but I spent the rest of the weekend babying my ankle and fretting.
I was wrecked by the time I got home at 11:30 that night and I don't think Pongo ever expected to hear me ask if we could turn up the a/c. Sat became a very restful day: Pongo made his magnificent French toast and I had an unexpected siesta after sex. Which meant the tidying I needed to do before the cleaning lady arrived got pushed into Sunday. Fortunately, Pongo has a 7yo so he knows how to cajole the unwilling into doing things, as well as knowing how to cook meals for the helpless. He also has a Sirius XM Radio subscription, so we listened to showtuns all day YAAY! After the cleaning lady arrived, we ran to Tavern on the Green and rented bikes for a loop around the Park, thereby earning Fitocracy quests. We were even almost on time for dinner with J&J at the new Ethiopian place in Pongo's old nabe. Babeland summer sex trivia turned out to be more summer than sex, alas, so my team of ringers came in "honorable mention". Worse, the whole time, I had to restrain myself from checking my iPhone every time I was stumped, bc in the years since my last trivia experience, I've learned this is the appropriate response to not knowing a fact. The four of us hung out at the bar after and then Pongo and I walked back to his place, glad to be together.
To celebrate, Julian took me for birthday lunch at the Palm. The most exciting part of my senior prom was the table-side shelled lobster at The Water Club and the Palm does it too. Not only that, but he picked delicious accompaniments and wine. I totally need to be on his good side whenever he has a birthday.
Then I went to the gym and alternated box jumps with pushups. I've gotten much better at the former than the latter *pout* I was so cranky pants, I did the deadlift quest on Fitocracy and racked up another achievement, the 1.4x bw deadlift. w00t. While doing some of my back exercises, an old dude chatted me up argh.
Pongo was already at Marie's Crisis when I got there, but he wasn't making out with guys or ANYTHING. It was kind of a weird night: Jim, who flirted with Pongo last time we were there, was playing. He generally plays more obscure stuff. The bar was empty though and stayed fairly empty and the energy was so low, he asked Pongo and I if we were on a first date. Still, a night with show tunes is better than a quiet night so.
...well, it would also have been nice if I hadn't had to get up at 5:30. Or if there hadn't been thunder and lightning just before that. I was so sure we'd be rained out of climbing, but the cliffs were completely dry. ( Andrew, Airy Aria, Carbs & Caffeine, and Casa Emilio w/GMac )
When we'd been unloading the car in the morning, I made the mistake of commenting, "Wow, my bag feels empty." I'd been worrying I forgot something, but GMac decided to hand me an extra 50' static line, bringing my day pack to roughly 25lbs. As we walked down the "stair master" to the parking lot, I was telling GMac that my goal for the next 4 months is not to twist my ankle. A minute later, BAM! I fell to my knees. I bounced up, saying it was just some scrapes and bruises, but I spent the rest of the weekend babying my ankle and fretting.
I was wrecked by the time I got home at 11:30 that night and I don't think Pongo ever expected to hear me ask if we could turn up the a/c. Sat became a very restful day: Pongo made his magnificent French toast and I had an unexpected siesta after sex. Which meant the tidying I needed to do before the cleaning lady arrived got pushed into Sunday. Fortunately, Pongo has a 7yo so he knows how to cajole the unwilling into doing things, as well as knowing how to cook meals for the helpless. He also has a Sirius XM Radio subscription, so we listened to showtuns all day YAAY! After the cleaning lady arrived, we ran to Tavern on the Green and rented bikes for a loop around the Park, thereby earning Fitocracy quests. We were even almost on time for dinner with J&J at the new Ethiopian place in Pongo's old nabe. Babeland summer sex trivia turned out to be more summer than sex, alas, so my team of ringers came in "honorable mention". Worse, the whole time, I had to restrain myself from checking my iPhone every time I was stumped, bc in the years since my last trivia experience, I've learned this is the appropriate response to not knowing a fact. The four of us hung out at the bar after and then Pongo and I walked back to his place, glad to be together.