Yesterday: Uni House committee meeting. I was reasonaably good — two half glasses of whine, and probably three sandwiches cut into quarters.
Stop work in the afternoon, so I got some exercise hooning around the city on the pushie doing some shopping.
Got home. Temptress Cathi has a WW-approved (2pt) choc-caramel muffin.
Went out on a hot date last night. Wine night @ UH, which was surprising on two fronts: 1. I quite enjoyed the riesling. 2. the jazz did not want to make the throw up.
Meal was a three course affair: entree was tuna cutlet on potato: 4 points. Main was rare porterhouse (6) on grilled zucchini and egg plant (0). Dessert was this selection of cheeses, including an absolutely stunning brie (uber-mega-points), accompanied by an amazing Cab Sav (but @ $55/bottle, even though it was horn we didn’t purchase it). The other problem, other than the cheese was the rest of the whine we drank.
Oh well. It’s reminded me about how good WW is vis-a-vis not having so much to drink. Furry tongue – yuck. Then there’s buke club tomorrow night — could be a challenge.
Remedy: exercise over ze weekend.
And may I just say goddamn “Transmissions” by Juno Reactor is a fine CD.