The Visible Woman...December 9, 2003

I thought I had a tennis event this morning. I didn't. When I thought about it a bit, I realized that the date was December 16 which is, of course, next Tuesday. I knew as soon as I drove up and saw so few cars around the courts. To be sure I went into the Pro Shop to check the sign-up and it said, of course, the 16th and I was signed up (which I'd done through e-mail).

So in my tennis shorts and tennis shoes, I went to the gym and did a short workout. It made me fill kind of weird to be confused like that.

I had decided that I would buy my mother-in-law some note cards for a Christmas present and I needed some stamps for our Christmas mailers. I thought I'd go to the Tarrytown P.O. Now other P.O.s have a boutique with a lot of cool stamps and stuff and (sometimes) a separate cashier for it. This one, it turns out, doesn't. I stood in line for my Christmas stamps. If they'd had the boutique, I might have gotten my mother-in-law stamps for the notecards, maybe some cool ones. When I chose this post office, I did so because it was next to the Tarrytown Pharmacy where I knew I could shop for the notecards. I did get some cool ones and one other set for someone else.

I ended up eating only a little lunch and I wanted to make tuna salad but I'd forgotten to boil eggs so that held it up. Finally I got that made but just put it away.

I figured that I would go home and stamp the things and then get them off in the mail. But every time I turned around there was something to check on with the remodel or something and the maid came and was underfoot and she started washing the bed linens but didn't get them back on the bed. So I had to do that, of course, and I didn't want to shower until the workmen were all gone and I didn't want to start my other laundry until I took off my sweaty clothes.

Finally, I got the bed made, a shower and decided to have a snack and have some of the tuna and other stuff. It was 4 or so I we were going out to a party where food was promised but I still ate.

And it was time for us to go out to a party for the launch of a magazine. I figured they'd have lots of food but they had trays that went around and some of it seemed unwieldy to eat and you couldn't get a plate and fill it. But, of course, I was pretty full. I had a endive with venison on it but FFP managed a couple of things but he was hungry.

And we left the party and went to Fonda San Miguel to eat which I hadn't planned on at all. Sure enough, of course, I ate and drank. (Although I did bring some home.) We got there pretty early and I hoped that we'd get home early and I'd get a few things done.

But. The owner sat down with us when we were finishing up and talked and talked. So we didn't get home as early as planned.

the same windows in a now longer and narrower room	there has been a change in plans Plans are for changing, I suppose. I do like things to happen as planned. I thought I had a tennis event this morning. I didn't. When I thought about it a bit, I realized that the date was December 16 which is, of course, next Tuesday. I knew as soon as I drove up and saw so few cars around the courts. To be sure I went into the Pro Shop to check the sign-up and it said, of course, the 16th and I was signed up (which I'd done through e-mail). So in my tennis shorts and tennis shoes, I went to the gym and did a short workout. It made me fill kind of weird to be confused like that. I had decided that I would buy my mother-in-law some note cards for a Christmas present and I needed some stamps for our Christmas mailers. I thought I'd go to the Tarrytown P.O. Now other P.O.s have a boutique with a lot of cool stamps and stuff and (sometimes) a separate cashier for it. This one, it turns out, doesn't. I stood in line for my Christmas stamps. If they'd had the boutique, I might have gotten my mother-in-law stamps for the notecards, maybe some cool ones. When I chose this post office, I did so because it was next to the Tarrytown Pharmacy where I knew I could shop for the notecards. I did get some cool ones and one other set for someone else. I ended up eating only a little lunch and I wanted to make tuna salad but I'd forgotten to boil eggs so that held it up. Finally I got that made but just put it away. I figured that I would go home and stamp the things and then get them off in the mail. But every time I turned around there was something to check on with the remodel or something and the maid came and was underfoot and she started washing the bed linens but didn't get them back on the bed. So I had to do that, of course, and I didn't want to shower until the workmen were all gone and I didn't want to start my other laundry until I took off my sweaty clothes. Finally, I got the bed made, a shower and decided to have a snack and have some of the tuna and other stuff. It was 4 or so I we were going out to a party where food was promised but I still ate. And it was time for us to go out to a party for the launch of a magazine. I figured they'd have lots of food but they had trays that went around and some of it seemed unwieldy to eat and you couldn't get a plate and fill it. But, of course, I was pretty full. I had a endive with venison on it but FFP managed a couple of things but he was hungry. And we left the party and went to Fonda San Miguel to eat which I hadn't planned on at all. Sure enough, of course, I ate and drank. (Although I did bring some home.) We got there pretty early and I hoped that we'd get home early and I'd get a few things done. But. The owner sat down with us when we were finishing up and talked and talked. So we didn't get home as early as planned.
JUST TYPING We make plans. But we don't know about the weather. Our people showing up. Or whether we have the right date. The crowds or lack. Who will do what. The mood. The food.
		Food Diary. *breakfast* nothing *lunch* tofu no-egg salad carrots green onions *snacks* several ounces cheddar cheese carrots tuna fish salad with boiled eggs, mayo, chopped onion, chopped apple, relish an endive with venison stuff a glass of red wine dinner [Fonda San Miguel] chips/salsa tortilla with queso asada two glasses red wine spinach salad rotisserie pork with potatoes and a sauce (didn't finish) Today I - didn't get started eating early but ate a lot at the end of the day - drank three glasses of wine when two would have sufficed
		Time flies.... I was sleeping like a baby at almost eight. Maybe it's my new pillow and maybe it's that I stayed up too late. It is sort of rainy but seems to be clearing so I figure maybe the tennis event is on, maybe not. Finally I head to the club and figure out...the event is next week! My time was spun out in remodeling questions, eating, partying, getting stuff ready to mail to my great nephews, laundry. I just didn't seem to have the rhythm to spend my time wisely today.

		Reading. I read old newspapers (from March) on the bike again. I read a little on Afternoon of a Writer before going to sleep. I read some of the current newspapers.
		nothing
		Exercise thirty minutes on the recumbent bicycle chest, shoulder, tricep exercises
	. .	Felt pretty good today physically but disgruntled because I couldn't seem to get control of things. Showing up for an event a week early can do that.
	It's a Tangled Web we weave...these days of our lives.	One year ago "Watching CNBC and using the Internet to research stuff doesn't make me feel smarter, it only serves to confuse further. I finally make a decision about twenty percent of the money we are trying to place at the moment. It's too late to place the order so it goes in for tomorrow. The broker calls FFP back to tell him why it's not a good choice. This increases my confidence, actually." Two years ago "We've forgotten Viet Nam, forgotten flag descration as a hippie sport, forgotten our leaders' sins, never recognized our own. Oh. Well."