We didn’t go to trivia last night. Truthfully I forgot about it until later in the day, and by then it was too late to change my schedule. I’m not so much about spontaneity, don’tcha know. It’s too bad, because I think they were going to do some sort of Halloween trivia, not that I would have gotten any of it right unless it were historical or pertained to the writings of Mary Shelley. We went grocery shopping after the gym and then by the time we got home, showered, talked to Ray and ate dinner it was 10:00 pm. We did watch Chuck, which wasn’t a very good episode although it had a really hot actress guest starring.

In Handitard news Ray and Michael ran a 13K at the Evil Empire over the weekend and they both did great. Go fast runners!

Monday morning on the way to work I noticed that Renee Montagne is back on Morning Edition. Damn and blast! It’s possible her producer sent her to grammar school because she hasn’t made any egregious grammatical errors. Yet. Renee! I’m WATCHING you!

So, I’m looking forward to the weekend in my planning today. Guess what’s on Sunday? Dice and my first anniversary! Doesn’t feel like a whole year since we got married. Anyway the point is: where to go for fancy anniversary dinner? The best thing about being married (uhhh, besides filing joint tax returns and guaranteed immigration status for spouses) is a valid excuse to spend exorbitant amounts of money on hormone-injected food served in fancy dishes by posh waitstaff. So, where to go? I’ve narrowed it down to about 4 places, depending on Dice’s mood and willingness to drive long distances.

It’s Hallowe’en! All Hallow’s Eve! Fun for the whole family! Yeah, I’m totally bah-humbug on Halloween, folks. When I was a kid I wasn’t allowed to eat candy, and I wasn’t allowed to wear store-bought costumes, and I wasn’t allowed to go outside at night. So it was never that fun. As an adult, I find Halloween to be (obviously) totally kid-centered, and we all know I despise the ankle-biters. Especially when they’re all hopped up on the sugar. We don’t usually make it home until after the designated trick or treating time, but if there happen to be stragglers we will vacate the homestead, leaving it dark, for more adult pastures. Hopefully that won’t be necessary, though, since we have a lot of TV to watch.

Lately I’ve been encouraging Dice to eat a better diet. You know I try to eat a healthy diet and be responsible about my food choices. But I worry about the state of his health almost constantly. I worry about it almost as much as I worry about my own, considering that if I am going to have a long and healthy life, I would really much prefer it if he did also. Otherwise, who would I have to drive me around and carry things in my old age? So we’ve been trying to introduce more vegetables into both of our diets. He doesn’t usually eat much in the way of produce, not because he doesn’t like it, just because he doesn’t cook and most convenience foods leave that part of the food pyramid out. (If I cook I make some for him, but I don’t cook all that much.) Since I’m also all about the convenience I’ve been buying pre-made salads from Publix, which he is now eating as well. They are awesome, y’all. All your basic veggies and then you can add stuff to them to make them more interesting. Dice picked up some Morningstar Farms fake bacon, and he LOVES it. I haven’t tried it myself, but it smells pretty damn good, and I lurve bacon. I know a lot of people are down on fake meat, but should you one day decide to have an open mind about such things, I would definitely recommend it. After our six-day meat-pie-and-scone extravaganza in London, it’s been nice ingesting fresh vegetables again.

In a final note: sad that baseball is over. Not crazy about Schilling’s List. I despise over-the-top arrogance, even when it’s deserved, and it’s annoying that Schilling will condescend to join one of twelve teams for one year only; that is, if he doesn’t condescend to re-sign with the Red Sox. Sigh. It’s not his fault, it’s the whole crazy media machine that praises sports stars like they are saviours or something. After a while, you start to believe it. I just don’t like to see it from good pitchers. Further: big changes at the Yankees! I just love Joe Girardi, and it’s not because he is incredibly good-looking (drool). Too bad he re-joined the Yankees, though, he’s too good for them, and I can no longer think good thoughts about him. And A-Rod’s out, good riddance to the winner of the Most Undeserved Paycheck Award.  And thus concludes my random baseball thoughts for the day.