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Saturday, April 18, 2009

Yeah, Iím a rebel. Thatís right. I broke all my own rules today. I guess that doesnít exactly make me a rebel, just more flexible than I usually am. Thatís what I need to be, it seems, to make everything work. Iím just trying to keep moving forward without getting in my own way. You know. That old bugaboo.

I started the day doing two things I never do on Saturday. Since I was tied up yesterday, I worked out on the treadmill this morning, on what is supposed to be my day off from that apparatus. And because I spent a little time last night looking over menus and recipes for the next couple of days, I felt I had to pick up a few groceries today, even if it was a Saturday. Which it was, but I went to the market anyway. For once, though, I stayed true to my list and didnít get distracted by fancy baubles.

The other new thing I did this morning was the result of the fact that Saturday is the day I sleep in. Sunday is also the day I sleep in, but Iíll get to Sunday when the time comes. The thing is, the book suggests making big breakfasts on the weekend. I was supposed to have something this morning called Migas Especiales, which would have involved pressing tofu and sautťing vegetables.

Thatís just not what I want to do first thing in the morning, so I went to one of my favorite weekday breakfasts instead. I arbitrarily opted for a grapefruit and whole wheat toast. It was just right for a late, lazy Saturday morning. It didnít take up the whole morning, and it didnít fill me up so much that I couldnít have my usual big lunch. Itís good to know I can go wild like that, and willfully choose to ignore the book. I wouldnít want to do it too often, though. Iím not that much of a rebel.




15 April 2009

Oaks along the roadway.



Lunch, by the way, was delayed anyway. Thatís because I broke another self-imposed rule and spent most of the afternoon working. And it took me most of the afternoon to reconcile the March bank statement. I was at it so long and concentrating so hard that lunchtime slipped by. Oops! Iím a rebel, but Iím not ready to skip a meal just yet. Fortunately, I just slid everything back a few hours and managed to fit it all in. Thatís the kind of flexibility I needed: the kind where everything on my to-do list gets done.




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Diamondbacks 2, Giants 0. Who knew, when Emmanuel Burriss was caught trying to steal home to end the first inning (with the cleanup hitter at the plate), that it would be the Giantsí last best chance of getting a run and giving Tim Lincecum his well-deserved first win of the season? All Lincecum did was pitch eight shutout innings, striking out 13 and giving up just five hits. When it got down to it, the Diamondbacks had no trouble pushing across a couple of runs against the Giantsí bullpen, while Diamondbacksí closer struck out the side in the bottom of the ninth. And thatís how a feelgood game becomes a heartbreaking loss in three quick whiffs.

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