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I have a serious addiction problem. 
Have you tried these wonderful little drink packet things that you pour into a bottle of water and voila, instant yummy-ness? If you haven't you should.
About a year ago I gave up caffeine cold turkey. I went from four or five Mt. Dews per day to no caffeine at all overnight. This was a HUGE thing for me.
Alas, I still enjoyed soda, just the non-caffeinated kind--Sprite, Root Beer, etc. No diet though. I can't stand the taste of Aspartame. I've never been much of a water drinker either. It's too boring.
However, in an effort to punch up the effort to lose a few pounds I recently decided to try diet soda and other drinks with little to no calories, if only for a little while. That's when I discovered these little bundles of joy.
Heaven!
The only problem is that when I put a powdered packet of goodness into a bottle of water it's so tasty that I down the bottle of water in less than five minutes. As a result, I've been visiting the little girls room way too much!
Now I know what you're saying. "Wait, aren't you notoriously cheap?" Why, yes. Yes, I am. Hence the fact that nine times out of ten I buy the store brand drink packets. Half-price of the brand pictured above!
I've also discovered that adding a little packet of raspberry to a bottle of Diet 7-Up hides that yucky Aspartame flavor perfectly. No more fear of diet soda for me!
A few nights ago while driving home from work I was stuck in horrendous traffic. This particular traffic jam was worse than normal and had me stopped for quite some time.
As I have noted before, my commute takes me past a very popular park in the city--a park famous for the ability to participate in various forms of aerobic activity. So there I was sitting in traffic alongside said park when I saw something completely new to me.
A man.......appearing to be in his 40's.......wearing a tank top and shorts.......running......while juggling three of the those bowling pin looking sticks.
Traffic would move me ahead of him by about 50 yards, then he'd go ahead of me by about 50 yards. I'd stare straight ahead at him or watch him in my rear view mirror as I sat and waited to move forward again. I was mesmerized. I could not stop watching him.
This video is my attempt to catch him on my film, but it did not quite work out as well as I had hoped. If you focus just above the rear view mirror you can see him in his white shirt and sort of make out the juggling motion. My sincerest apologies for the quality. Who does that?
Thought for the day:
Does you have a spouse/partner/living in sin roommate who sleeps rather wildly?
Do they smack you in the head with a stray elbow when they switch their sleeping position?
Do they wake up from a dream appearing to be wide awake and talk about crazy, nonsensical things?
Do they curl up with the blanket like it's a teddy bear so that it leaves your half of the bed entirely uncovered and you shivering?
Maverick does all all of these things and it provides me with great entertainment. Okay, so maybe getting woken up in the middle of the night by being whacked in the head with an elbow isn't exactly "fun", but I swear three mornings per week I have a story about his crazy sleeping antics.
Plus this:
Will keep your feet from looking like this:
If your feet resemble the ones pictured above please refrain from wearing anything like this:
The people you pass on the street, in the grocery store, at the zoo, at the baseball game.....they all say thank you.
