I like red meat, I cannot lie.

Knowing I was going to dinner at a restaurant I wasn't familiar with tonight, I hopped on the internet last night to see what was on the menu.  I'm notoriously indecisive when it comes to big selections of food, so getting an idea ahead of time seemed like a good idea.  Turned out the selection wasn't huge so I wouldn't have a problem choosing, but it was rather expensive.  I mean I guess everything is expensive compared to the Taco Bell menu.  Heh.  This is what I chose:

Ribeye Bone-In, Aged 28 Days, Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes 18 oz. 45

Now first of all, I'm so smart I thought a ribeye was a smaller cut of meat.  I don't know why, but that was what was in my head.  Garlic mashed potatoes, yum!  I thought 18 dollars was a pretty good price for a nice steak and I didn't want something big, no fries, no soup and salad and bread and all that.  Keep it simple or I can't eat it all anyway.

Wasn't I surprised when adding a glass of wine to my meal brought my portion of the bill to 50 dollars!  For 50 bucks I should have known that meat's name.  I should have put my arm around it, romanced it a bit, said sweet things to it.  But maybe I should have read the menu correctly and noticed it was 18 ounces (SMALL??) and not 18 dollars.  What did I think the '45' meant?  I'm guilty of skimming and not reading fully.  My fault.

It WAS done perfectly, very tender, and the Bearnaise was awesome.  Not complaining, just demonstrating how amazingly air headed I can be.  And I guess I must be pretty special to myself because tonight?  I bought myself the most expensive meal on the menu.  Yay me!

* Wait a minute.  Aged 28 days???  50 bucks and the meat was OLD???  Sheesh.


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Got Moron!?!??

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There was a stupid man on the road this morning.  Stupid because he didn't drive like me - which is of course, fabulously.  The man was in front of me with his bald head and gray horse shoe do, and started out quite slowly after the light turned green. But I was like okay, the light ahead is red, no reason to hurry .. I won't let it aggravate me.  We pulled up to the next light.  Waited, green!  And the light in front of that one was green too!  Speed limit there is 40.  ONLY 40.  The man in front of me started out so slow he might as well have punched holes through his floor boards and been running.  At first I held back figuring he's just a slow starter, he'll pick up speed.  Uh ... no.  He was going about 30 when I finally got close enough for him to notice me.


And he quickly hit the brakes. First of all, that's MY move.  And secondly, I had just gotten up to him, wasn't actually up to his bumper for goodness sakes - and he was going 10 miles under the speed limit and there is a green light ahead he might miss if he doesn't speed up!  I threw my arm up in the air like "what the heck??  C'mon!"  And he threw both arms up in the air like "what?  I don't care if you're late for work - you suck!"


Grrrrrrr...!!!  The lane to the left cleared enough for me to zip out from behind this cretin (no offence to other cretins out there) and speed up to pass him.  Are you ahead of me here?  You know what he did, right?  HE SPED UP!!!!!  The bad bad man!  And yes - that is too what I was calling him!  We missed the light.  Argh-h-h!!


When the light turned green I was able to finally get a head of him and as I pulled back into the right lane, he moved into the left - and then the far left lane - and then into the left turn lane at the next light.  The freak didn't even have to BE in the right lane!  AGH-H-H!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Sometimes I hate driving to work.  Or home from work.  But mostly TO work.  And it's not because I'm usually cutting it close time-wise.  It's because there are just more bad drivers in the morning.


That's my story anyway and please don't burst my bubble.


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No yoga tonight.

But I DID stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night! Okay, couldn't resist. Actually, I got on the treadmill tonight, and kept my heart rate up for 20 minutes. I did do a cool down but probably not enough. Or maybe my heart is still racing because I AM SO MAD!!!!

Before I got on the torture-mill, I was watching TV and came in a minute too late to see this woman introduced, but it's probably better that I don't know who she was because I might be forced to hunt her down and force feed her a box of Ho-Ho's and chase it with a Yoo Hoo!! All the while forcing a candy necklace around her scrawny neck! UGH!!!!

Me-l-l-l-o-w-w .....

The discussion was about obesity not being "green". The twinkie was saying that obese people are more apt to drive a car than someone who is not obese, using more energy and polluting the planet. And oh - what about the over-consumption of food??? If you are obese it means you are eating more than you need. And if you are eating more food than you need, that food needs to be produced, it needs to be processed and transported, increasing the obese person's carbon footprint to something way larger than a thin persons.

It was suggested that if an obese person is using more of the earth's resources maybe they should be taxed on that somehow. Hmm. Interesting. And then it came around to possibly the point she was getting to all along! National Health care. IF we end up with National Health care, and by God if we do I will continue to keep my private insurance for as long as I possibly can, obese people should have to pay more out of pocket. She made the direct correlation between - if you over consume - you should pay more out of pocket for your health care.

So listen genius! There are plenty of people who eat - I'm sorry - over consume more than I do. You cannot look at someone and make the judgement that they over-consume by looking at them. You can't always see it hanging over their belt or under their chin. Could be it's their genetic makeup, could be they drive to the gym every day using energy by driving and by going to a building that has more bright lights than any place ought to? Over consumption my ass.

There IS a correlation between obesity and certain illnesses which is why I am trying my damnedest to NOT be obese. If she had used that as her argument I might have been willing to seriously hear what she had to say. But the cover it up with all this carbon footprint bull$hit - no way. This twinkie deserves an award for self righteous, intolerant, ignorant insensitivity. Not to mention outing herself as having absolutely no idea what causes obesity. Note to Twinkie - it's not as simple as "over-consuming" for every person. I will admit to hurling several really bad words as well as a hand gesture toward the TV on my way to the treadmill. And I don't usually raise my voice in anger at the TV.

I don't need much to push me toward the Ho Ho's (if I had any) anyway, luckily it was the treadmill that was beckoning me tonight. Oh and Twinkie? As far as the use of my car is concerned, I drive a 2001 and have only 52,000 miles on it. That footprint is generally much smaller than most who drive to work everyday. Fat OR thin.

So I should ask - is my sometime addiction to Pez a problem for you too?