The Visible Woman...August 11, 2003

Monday, August 11, 2003

A Journal from Austin, Texas. A Project of LBFFP Stealth Publishing.
food	reading	writing	time	exercise	health and mood

a delicious tiramisu...on my not birthday	it's not my birthday People are acting like it is, though. My aunt called. I got a card in the mail. A friend came over and fixed some great food. I'm OK with celebrating the whole month, though. As long as we don't bring up the number of years this makes. Why celebrate birthdays? No reason. Why not just celebrate all the time? I guess that's more like we really do. We are always finding a reason. That's a good thing, I think. I didn't feel especially special although having someone cook and wash dishes should do it. Really, I just feel old. I used to milk birthdays, I guess. Now I'm a bit indifferent. Gifts? What do I really need. Fancy meals? Do it all the time. The jaded girl has a birthday. And is no longer a girl.
JUST TYPING What's so magic About one date Or another? I don't feel special. But might as well use it. An excuse to celebrate. Even early.
		Food Diary. breakfast taco...chorizo and egg some cereal with half and half and a teaspoon of sugar; some chips with cheese, hot sauce and green onion [My friend filled the frig with food and there was a tiny bit of half/half and some hot sauce and cheese I could see and there was cereal and chips on the counter.] I have considered shooting a digital picture of everything I eat but it would be too disgusting. Red wine. Chilled avocado cucumber soup. Too many (half dozen? more?) homemade cheese crackers. Macadamia nut crusted tuna with mango red pepper chutney and steamed asparagus. More red wine. Small piece of tiramisu.
		Time flies.... I waited for my car to have oil changed, fluids checked, tires rotated. I went to a taco place and I read old newspapers while kids screamed and CNN blared in the waiting room. It didn't take all that long. At the club, I biked a little longer than intended because it was truly pouring down rain...there seems to be a micro climate there because a few miles away at my house...no rain.

		Reading. From the Journals of M.F.K. Fisher got read on the bike again.
		Instead...I read.
		Exercise sixty minutes on recumbent bike ab exercises seven minutes on recombent bike
		Physically I felt fine today but emotionally a little shut down and distant.

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