still hanging on
We spent a quarter of a million dollars on the wrong Jew?
(Don't send me your answers. This is just a little way to expand your horizons. Honest.)
I can see how some people become invalids. I've spent much of the past several days in bed or lying down, usually reading, and I have zero energy to do anything. Watching TV is even something of a chore (but then, it usually is).
Friends who've gone through this tell me just to go with it. This is what my body needs now, so that's what I should give it. It won't last that long, and I'm going to forget all of this in the future anyhow.
This reassurance does not stop me from feeling like a big ol' slug.
I have gotten out of the house, mainly to eat (still not my favorite activity, but it's both necessary and social, so there you have it): we had dinner with Fernando and Nancy at Buca di Beppo (where we ordered way too much food for 4 people in one sitting--or hey, even two), and brunch with Harry at Cha Cha Cha.
My new favorite snack, surprising due to the sweetness factor, is sugar wafers.
Tamar sent me reassurance that this weight loss in early pregnancy is not at all unusual. Of course, most of the women she asked about this mentioned being very overweight, which (my usual self-image and fears aside) I don't think I am. But given that I know I've been eating, and I've been eating slightly better than usual (sugar wafers aside), my weight loss isn't that terrible.
I have the feeling I'll make it up later on anyhow.
I finally watched Action last night and thought it was very funny. Some of it was very stupid--all the hooker jokes pale after a while; it's impossible to top, "No, she's my prostitute, you're my whore"--but Jay Mohr makes a pretty convincing despicable character with a heart of gold.
Diane's recurring pot-of-gold optimism: I don't believe the industry is really like that. I also don't know where they're planning on going with this show, but it'll be entertaining for a while.
Reportedly there is a mogul in town whose nickname is "Anaconda," though I don't think it's the mogul clearly depicted in the show.
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The answer to Wednesday's question: At Tony Roma's the other night we were seated under a row of flags of many nations. We took turns naming them, until we came to the aforementioned flag.
"I think it's Russia," I said.
My dinner companions were not certain that Russia had a red, white, and blue flag.
"I'm pretty sure it is," I said.
And I was right, as it turned out. It is the Russian flag. I wonder what the pre-Soviet flag was like and whether it bore any resemblance to this flag. I bet it had the double eagle (wasn't that the symbol of the Romanovs?) on it.
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