Sala Thai...

Ever since September, Lyn has been planning to take me and Beulah out for dinner. I figured the time had come - no point waiting till 2011 - so I pushed them into finding a time (tonight) and a place: my choice - the Sala Thai restaurant on Alta Vista at Bank. I chose it because I wanted a Thai place; I was missing Sacred Gardens. And I'd never been there before. I love trying new places.

I might have liked it even more if I'd checked their website beforehand, and seen that they wished for world peace. Way to go.

It turned out to be delicious. Friendly, efficient service, a washroom on the ground floor, and refilled water glasses - what could be better?

Around noon, I went to the nutritionist again, for the end of week 2 of the programme. I've lost 4.4 pounds. (Yay!) We discussed a few things I'd been wondering, like: is stevia a good sugar substitute? Answer: yes. And should we weight our food before or after weighing it? Answer: after.

The maaseru and I went to Panda Garden for a disgustingly healthy lunch - steamed squid and vegetables, mostly. (Okay, I had one chicken wing. But not the kind with sauce.)

I had lots of energy today - got all my exercises done and two loads of laundry washed before going out.

After dinner, Beulah and Lyn came to my place where we exchanged Christmas presents, and watched an episode of The Man from U.N.C.L.E. - I'm so happy to know they are fans, too. It was "The Shark Affair", about the survivalist pirate. Superb! Another episode that was too early for me to have seen back when I was twelve. There were even scenes with a budgie named Sam, who spoke. I pointed it out to my little feathered guys but they weren't impressed. I suspect they thought Sam wasn't colourful enough, being in black and white.

Rocks...

I was looking at this website, and the text begins: "There are some places in the world where living on a rock doesn’t carry a negative connotation." I assume it's written by an American - what is the negative connotation?

I can understand that living under a rock would be a bad thing...

I've always thought it would be heavenly to live on a rock in Georgian Bay. In summer, anyway.

I'd hope to visit Mont St-Michel when I was in France this year. Maybe next time.