Grace Notes @ Snarkattack

Ugh, not going to make it to dhal night tonight as it’s 6.30pm and still in pyjamas (sorry K). I’ve had a hard week despite doing very little - go figure. Last night I met up with the future in-laws and the stress has me exhausted. I don’t know what was particularly stressful about it but I was nervous as hell and that tends to burn up a lot of my energy. I’m actually home resting today because I’ll be spending most of tomorrow evening at my brother’s fiancee’s place as she’s having a birthday party and our entire family is invited. I’m way nervous. Yes, again.

I’m also horribly down about my weight. I haven’t put on *that* much weight but the state of my body has me depressed (in the regular person way, you understand). Working out on the treadmill for 30 minutes everyday doesn’t seem to be doing much and I’ve been watching what I eat. I’ve been drowning my sorrows in Aperol and soda, and BPAL imps’ ears. But at least my puss still loves me. Grr, stupid medication!

Got an awesome care package from a friend in Phoenix, Arizona! Then less than a week later, received some fragrance samples I bought from her with a maneki neko tee. It’s so cute! The first care package contained 2 packets of Jelly Belly jellybeans (yum!), a beautiful bookmark, a book by Banana Yoshimoto called Asleep (which sadly I’d read) and other such delights.

What else? Was taken shopping by the parents last weekend, have started a new poetry course and have a villanelle brewing after being reread Elizabeth Bishop’s villanelle ‘One Art’ where the repeated line is ‘The art of losing isn’t hard to master’. I think my repeated line is going to be ‘The flesh on my belly has thickened’ seeing as I seem obsessed by it of late.

You can read Elizabeth Bishop’s villanelle at this link.