merely talk

Not much has really been going on in the world of Tessa. I'm super happy that the abusive husband and screeching wife team are no longer on The Amazing Race. Now the show will hopefully be enjoyable once again and not cringe-worthy.

My Mom was in town the last few nights. She and I headed to Chapters last night. I found a CD I've been looking for (Future Shop didn't have it and I was almost ready to head downtown to overpriced Virgin when I thought to check at Chapters...they really do have everything). My mom wanted to show me a knitting book, called Denim People by Debbie Bliss. She thought I would enjoy some of the patterns in there. But we couldn't find it. However the Knitting section in that store is absolutely horrendous. It's always a mess and completely un-organized. We went on the computer and found out that the store supposedly had 7 copies. After flagging down an employee she headed to the back to check to see if they were just not shelved yet.

While we waited we wondered towards the wedding section and I spotted Stich and Bitch Nation. Which is a knitting book I've been looking for for a few months now. I think someone may have hidden it, or just not paid attention to where they were putting it after looking at it. I grabbed it and my Mom offered to buy it for me. Which was awesome because the CD was $30 and I really couldn't justify both, especially because I haven't worked as much this month as usual do to my sickness, my kids getting sick and my vacation.

The Chapters lady eventually came back and said that she couldn't find it. My mom was a bit peeved. I went down to check if maybe it was on the bargain book table, but it wasn't. So I still don't have that book. But I have my awesome CD and I have my Stich and Bitch. So I guess I'm still happy.

My diet crankiness seems to slowly be going away. I've stopped dreaming about cake which is nice. It's so annoying to have a dream about perfect cake and then wake up and realize not only have you not eaten it, but you can't. It really makes you crave it more in the end. But I'm still doing good. I'm getting back into the swing of things which is nice. I hate dieting, but I like the results of it. And already I feel healthier and lighter. My clothes are getting a teeny bit looser and my scale says a smaller number everyday. It's all I can really ask for and giving up cake and mini eggs for awhile is worth it I suppose.

I read The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux last week. I had tried to read it a few years ago (like ten years ago) and I didn't make it past the first chapter. This was different and I really did enjoy it. Of course I hated both Raoul and Christine and even the Phantom until the end. But it was cool all the same. I think my favourite part though was at then end after the Phantom had kidnapped Christine and Raoul and the Persian are going to save her. The Persian keeps telling Raoul to keep his hand at the level of his eyes, to avoid being strangled by all those nooses the Phantom leaves around and Raoul tells him that he doesn't want to because his arm is tired. So awesome!

Totally read the book just so you too can understand what a total tool Raoul is.