Things seem to be exeedingly normal in the Efromano household at this moment. I know I am dooming myself by writing this, but we seem to be in a period of little to no upheaval, which feels pretty nice. This past week was supposed to be crazy and filled with things, but ended up being empty and moderately tired-feeling. I'm quite sure that I got nothing done, even though we grocery shopped and did some laundry last night. I still feel like we've sat on our asses and pissed time away. Which we have. And which is sometimes nice. But it's slightly disgruntling this week, because it was supposed to be dinner out 3 nights, and ended up being dinner out none, and culminated with a slight food binge yesterday that included a delivered pizza. I cracked. I felt the need to eat something bad for me to make up for all the lost bad for me food that was promised with the excitement of three dinners out.
Suffice it to say, I feel guilty today, and chastened, and plan to renew my vigilance towards the diet on Sunday morning, after my planned dinner out on Saturday. I'm sure I'll be good today too, since I feel mostly satisfied by the pizza. Though I can't promise I won't eat a piece for dinner tonight. We're also going to a party tonight, which is a rare thing for us to do, and for some people, that would mean danger. (Drinks = extra calories.) To me, the danger is that there just might be nothing there for me to drink. Because this is sort of an odious party, in that it is thrown by S's younger (oh christ, much younger) co-workers. He mentioned the possibility of puking, to which I say, "No thank you." I'm too old for parties that end with puking. Or that include puking in the middle of the party. Parties that encompass puking in any form. I am too old for that, and anyway, I found that distasteful even at 20.
Also, I am not good with the drunkenness. It reminds me too heavily of those bad bad bad college years with my alcoholic ex. I've been known to get extremely uncomfortable in the presence of extreme drunkenness, unless I am drunk myself, which I can tell you right now, isn't happening tonight. Not my style to get drunk at a party like this. I prefer upscale 'dos for the drunkenness (re: my dad's wedding, my dad's annual Xmas party), and upscale drinks that I don't have to pay for. Just about the only thing I actually can drink is hard liquor, due to the migraine factor, and something tells me there won't be Amaretto Stone Sours or Fuzzy Navels tonight. Thus, I will be sober. And quite possibly recoiling in horror at all the youthful drunkenness. I'm just hoping to avoid a panic attack or a panicked command for S to bring me home. We'll see.
The other big news in the Efromano home is the Sun Times report (actually, I think it was DeRogatis' report, and I find him horrible, so I'm not actually linking to his report, but Greg Kot's from this morning) that Pearl Jam will headline Lolla(palooza). We didn't go to Lolla last year, because the good bands were too spread out, but you can bet PJ will be reason enough for both of us to buy tickets. We're just going to have to decide if we want a whole festival pass or what. Maybe I can lay out some dough and get us VIP passes or something. Because if it's 1 million degrees out like two years ago, I'm going to need something more than a purse filled with frozen water bottles to get me through. I kind of hope they do play Lolla, because that might ameliorate some of S's insane need to see PJ 10 times every summer they tour. Anyway, it's all a rumor right now, so no hard and fast decisions will be made until we know more. However, of the 50 or so words S and I exchanged this morning, the Lolla/PJ rumor took up about half. We'll be following the Lolla news hard now.
Sigh. Done.
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