Belated weekend report

You'll all  be pleased to know that my IRS check arrived yesterday.  We threw a little party at my house, which consisted of putting the check in my purse followed by some tossing of a certain Aflac mascot.   It was a good time, but I think we pissed off the neighbors with all the quacking.

In other news, I am currently obsessed with the new (new to me, it's probably like weeks old) Kelly Clarkson song.  You know, the one that starts with "I hope the ring you gave to her turns her finger green."  Not that I think that about anyone, but it's the kind of thing I could totally see myself thinking.  I mean...  nevermind.   Kelly rocks.

I spent the weekend visiting some friends in Hershey, PA.  It was lots of low-key fun.  We went bowling, and for once I wasn't the worst bowler in the establishment.  Nor was I mocked for my patented between-the-legs bowling style, because as it turns out, my friend has an even funnier looking method.  We dubbed it the "dropped the baby" move, and you can just imagine what it would look like if someone were carrying a child in their arms and tripped over something on the ground, dropping the baby in slow motion.  Surprisingly, it worked pretty well.  I think she beat me.  Then again, I think my high score was something like 87, so that's not too difficult.

We made the obligatory visit to Chocolate World, which is a fantastic Willy-Wonka-esque tour of a replica chocolate factory.  Word on the street is that it used to be a tour of the actual factory, but then someone realized that letting thousands of people ride by within 5 feet of chocolate vats probably wasn't the safest idea in the world... or the most sanitary.  So now you get to ride through a fake factory, which is even better because the fake factory comes complete with mechanical cows.  Singing cows. 

Other than that, we watched a dog costume parade and stayed up until midnight reading amazing facts in our friend's medical textbooks.  My favorite at the dog parade was actually a goat, who was entered in the "Proud to be an American" category and was sporting an American flag cape and headband as he trotted along on a leash with the rest of the dogs.  My favorite part of the medical books was a patient counseling chart entitled "How to Choose a Boyfriend".  Either that, or the picture diagrams on how to perform a vasectomy.  I can't decide.

So, that's where I've been.  Out having fun and doing actual things, instead of wasting my time away.  I think that, quite possibly, the best part about the weekend was when I stepped on the scale at the gym yesterday, bracing myself to see the needle point to something really, really ugly after spending the weekend eating chocolate (which is absolutely required when you're in Hershey, PA) and remaining as sedentary as possible.  Instead of spinning around in circles, the scale told me that I'd actually lost a pound.  Ricky, is that you in there?  Keep up the good work, little guy, and I might just decide to keep you.

Comments

[Laurel]

You heard it here first, folks! Chocolate is the newest weight loss secret! I love it!

Also, everyone has been panning the new Kelly C song... Glad you like it. I have to check it out. I love me some Clarkson!

[Alyndabear]

Okay, so I haven't heard that Kelly Clarkson song yet (What? Am in Australia! We're ALWAYS behind.) but I love that line. So bitter. I love bitter.

Chocolate world? Omg. That's it. I wanna come visit.

Hey, I bowl like a loser too. And then I sulk when I lose. Wouldn't I be fun to hang out with? :P

[Isabel]

I don't know that I've ever heard one of Kelly's songs. If it ain't sung by Rhett Miller, I'm not listening.

Oh, and your weekend sounds great. I love the "my favorite part" part.

(Dude, you should post pictures of the chart. I'm curious.)