Low Profile

Yesterday I didn’t post.

It was Friday the 13th. Seemed safer to just keep a low profile. You just never know when it comes to such things.

Besides, I didn’t have a lot going on. It was a rest day in every which way.

Ever since half marathon training started back in January, I’ve used Friday as a recovery and rest day so Saturday could be super kick-ass.

This seemed smart in theory. Not so sure if it always worked. But I’ve decided to keep up with the trend- even if the race is well behind me.

Plus, after a long week of work, there is nothing better than walking through the door after a stupidly long commute and just collapsing on the couch.

My roommate was not far behind. We bond through our sheer laziness.

At some point, I got hungry. There was chicken defrosting in the refrigerator, or a burrito at my local mexican joint with my name on it.

The cooking of the chicken won out. Mostly because I didn’t feel like putting my shoes back on to venture outside.

Plus, you can’t really walk down the street or into a restaurant with an open glass of wine.

I mean… what if you dropped it?

On top of that, there is quite a bit of food in my refrigerator that needed to be used up. And if I wanted to still have that kick-ass workout this morning, a burrito bomb with extra guac and sour cream might not be overly helpful. Counterproductive, to say the least.

We’ll save that for late-night after-party snackage.

So I was a good little girl and made myself some chicken with a side of brussels sprouts and the last of some sweet potato fries.

Stewie was a little nervous about Friday the 13th, too...

It was then a swift retreat back to the previously mentioned couch to watch The Descendants.

Definitely worthy of all the Oscar attention it got. However, not really a “feel good” movie. Makes sense, being as how it’s about finding out that your comatose wife cheated on you.

Yet worthy of a tear or two.

I know. What is going on with me?

We also rented Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. Since it didn’t get watched last night, we’ll get to it at some point today, I’m sure.

Even if I will probably feel the need to purchase another dead bolt and sleep with the light on for a few days/weeks/whatever.

I’m not mature enough for “R” rated movies.

Balls.

See what I mean?