Randomness. . .

So, I haven't written in awhile.  No excuse, other than that I haven't really had anything interesting to write about.  I still don't, but at the request of my loyal reader, here is some of the nothingness going on in my life.  :)

I just completed assembling my first slow cooker recipe other than throwing a hunk of brisket in, dumping in a can of coke and turning it on.  (I always over cook them.  Why is that?)  Of course, we won't be eating the concoction tonight.  The book I bought of slow cooker recipes does not publish a total cooking time on the page.  So I learned today that we must not stop when it says "cook on low for 2 1/2 hours," but we must continue reading, and look for phrases such as, "then add the ground beef and cook for two more hours."  Then the basic math comes in, etc., etc.

So the meal, which I thought would be ready around 7, is not going to be ready until 9.  No way I am waiting that late to eat, so it will be cereal tonight and an update on how the meal turned out tomorrow night.  :)  (Plus, I will disclose the recipe if it was any good.)

I joined Weight Watchers again today.  Not just the online version, either.  I'm going the whole way this time, baby.  Because even though online worked the first time, it didn't so much the second time.  So here we go.  I am quite annoyed with myself that I have to pay money as motivation to not sit around eating Zingers all day, but hey.  You do what you've gotta do, right?

And here is a piece of randomness for you.  In perusing the Internet earlier today looking for Pilates classes, I found a site where you can become a certified Pilates instructor.  I am a big fan of Pilates, though I have yet to find a decent class that doesn't charge a whole bunch of money, so I looked through the information.  I've decided that I would like to be an Pilates instructor.  The problem is that the closest place I could find that teaches the certification classes is in Dallas.  They are weekend classes, so I could do it this summer, but you have to have 20 hours of Mat Pilates classes taken before they will even look at you.  And, so, I continue my search for a decent Pilates class in Amarillo.  (I don't even know if any class will count or not.  I guess if I really want to do this I will find out.)

Quote for the day:  "Maturity means knowing you are crazy but being able to hide it."

Peace!