Monday

We had a very nice weekend. Shannon and Laura bailed me out Friday night. We saw Down With Love. The movie was fun–anytime Ewan McGregor gets to sing in a movie, I’m there. He could make a girl switch teams. Love him. Saturday I got up early and did upper body with Michael, followed by a joint shopping excursion to the Dekalb County Farmers Market and the Publix. Afterwards I drug Tanya off to the mall and to Target to buy much needed basics like underwear and t-shirts. Then we went home and made black bean burgers and watched Jurassic Park III. So, Saturday was lovely.

Sunday was lazy. I took a day off at the gym and we lounged around and read most of the afternoon. Michael fixed us a terrific dinner of flank steak, grilled shrimp and green beans and we watched Barbara Walters interview Hillary. I love it when Michael cooks. Not because we’re incapable of it but because he loves doing it so much and he goes nuts with the host thing. He’s having so much fun that I don’t feel bad sitting on my ass doing nothing.

My favorite thing about the weekend was the arrival of my superbra in Saturday’s mail. I’ve got to tell you, between it and my new biker-style undershorts, I was a demon on the elliptical machine today. Never underestimate the benefits of lycra, ya’ll. I’m not kidding. I just didn’t realize what a difference a little support makes.