Day 69 - Jacked up my car

In a good way. Without any parental supervision, I took one tire off my car. It was not flat - there was a giant plastic bag wrapped in it. It was a good reminder that littering is really bad. It was also a good reminder to not be so afraid of my car and trying to fix it. Huzah.

A special acknowledgement to Day 69 because it makes me giggle. You know what I'm talking about.

Day 68 - Tried a poll

In writing about KISS on my Tuning In, Checking Out blog, I discovered there is ongoing debate about the validity of the band. In a very black and white war, the division is over whether the band should be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. What do you think? You can tell me by one click in my *ta-da!* first ever poll right here. Thank you for participating!

Day 67 - Controlled myself

Just a good day for self-control, I guess. I turned away from a pair of coveted earrings, chose a healthy alternative to a chocolate chip cookie, tackled dreaded work before the enjoyable stuff, and turned down a glass of wine. That sounds like no fun but really, a bit of discipline boosted productivity and self-respect. Sometimes that slice of chocolate cake is absolutely necessary, but today wasn't that day.

Day 66 - Listened to silence

The drive from Tahoe to San Francisco is about 3.5 hours. As you begin the trek out of the resort, high in the mountains, radio stations are hard to come by. The two we have discovered and actually enjoy are a dance one and a 90s station. But after too much Akon and Milli Vanilli, silence was preferable. Mr. Sound's preference? I don't know because he was asleep. Just me and myself, with barely any thoughts in that bubble under my hair. Hmm, must be a result of the beer the night before. Oh, and the wine. Oh, yeah, and those three shots. It's amazing I remembered how to turn the car on.

Day 65 - Slept right through

Last thing I remember, my friend was blow-drying her hair. I fell asleep. In the two hours I was asleep, the two guys came back in from snowboarding, showered, changed, watched videos, drank beer and laughed loudly. Did I hear any of it? Nay. As if I was in the next room. But since it's a studio, I most certainly was not in the next room. It was as if someone slipped NyQuil into my water. A bit disconcerting, but man, I felt great.