People Grease and other issues

So, we joined a gym. This is a big step for me. Here's why; I have issues. No kidding, really.

1.) I don't care how clean you think you are, all equipment in a gym is covered in a fine film of people grease.

2.) I hate having people look at me. I'm fat. You're the only one surprised by this. Look away.

3.)I have no filter. Whatever pops into my head comes directly out of my mouth 90% of the time.

All of these are good reasons NOT to join a gym. Fortunately, most of my friends find these quirks either endearing or amusing. The rest of you can bugger off. Anyway, we joined 12-August. We've gone every day but the weekends since then. Dedicated, aren't we?

Here's the point to all this. My ass hurts. And the insides of my thighs. This supposedly means that this exercise thing is working. I think it means I now have an excuse to be crabby. Like PMS wasn't an excuse already, but hey! Who couldn't use an extra excuse every now and then?

Golf lessons start this evening. I like golf. I'm just really really bad at it. So, we're taking lessons to improve our game and give us a hobby. There's a group of us going. We'll see. BabyLove is highly competitive. We no longer bowl in a league because I can't stand to be constantly corrected at an activity I'm doing purely for amusement. My inevitable reply to said correction is "Suck my ass." I said it probably fifty times a night. While this may seem extreme, I remind you that you were not present. I was bowling for fun! Not fabulous prizes! So what if I fling the ball and it bounces??

And let's not even get started on playing darts or pool. My current philosophy is that if we own the equipment, we don't play it for fun. We own several dart sets, therefore we do not play darts for fun. We own pool cues, so we do not go to pool halls with our friends. We own multiple bowling balls, so we no longer bowl for a good time. It has saved our relationship. This golf thing may not be a good hobby after all...

I also taught myself to knit over the weekend. Again, I'm not very good, but it's soothing and I'm working on scarf. Currently, it's 12 inches wide and four inches long. It will get longer.

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Where have I heard that before?

Wow, I'm bad at this

So, been a long time. Yep. Anyhoo... We painted our dinging room. At first it was going to be a gold color with a terracotta Venetian plaster overlay, in a cheaper paint, because Behr is freaking expensive. However, the gold color turned out to be road-stripe yellow when it dried. Not appetizing to say the least. Back to Home Depot to visit Dwight, the paint guy. He tinted it to what we thought was more of a peachy/pumpkin color. We called over Doc and Chaka Khan and had ourselves a little painting party. After it was all done and we finished stuffing ourselves full of pasta with home-made red sauce, we all trooped back into the dining room. The paint had.... okay, have you ever eater the cheap boxed mac'n'cheese, with the powdered sauce packet? My dining room was the color of that powder. We left it for a week or so to see if we adjusted - no. So, back to visit Dwight, where we had a new color mixed up, in Behr paint. Our new color is Beachwalk by Behr. A little bit of advice. Pay the extra for high quality paint. It's worth it. Now my dining room is warm, inviting and cozy. It doesn't look like the tacky monster blew up. We also took a three day weekend with Doc and Chaka Khan, and headed over to Eureka Springs. A fabulous time was had by all, and about a gazillion pictures were taken. I'll be sharing later. We also *gasp* joined a gym. What the hell was I thinking? However, the fact that I'm PAYING for this has motivated me to get my fat ass down there the last 7 days in a row. Feeling quite pleased with that I must say. A co-worker of BabyLove put together a workout schedule for us. He called on the first day to ask how it went. I said "Great! If you'd have been there I'd have slapped you and called you an asshole, so it must be working." Since my attitude has not improved, I'm guessing it's still going well. I guess I'll actually do some work now ...