Good Soreness Today

S and I went to the gym yesterday and we did a "Rocky"-style workout. He put me in this horrible contraption that you have to climb up and get into, these elbow straps that hang from this high bar which you then rest your entire body weight into, and do leg lifts. Then he had me do crunches up from an incline bench, and those were just mean! Later I put these stinky-ass boxing gloves on (I need to find mine desperately) and we hit and kicked the bag. It was a great workout, and today I am sore all over.

We had a nice weekend and the wedding on Saturday wasn't too bad, although I congratulated the groom after the ceremony, saying brightly, "You're married now!" and his glum reply was, "Don't remind me." Well damn, it sucks to be him, eh? It was a total country wedding. We had to drive an hour north of Houston and there were horses across the road from the groom's house, where the ceremony and reception took place. We pulled up and parked and there were 2 portacans outside, and I called them "outhouses" and asked S if didn't they have indoor plumbing? The good thing was that nobody even noticed or cared that S was not only NOT wearing the $65 wedding vest, but that he also was adorned in an old pair of jeans. 90% of the folks there were in jeans, even the women! The reception meal? Little Caeser's pizzas!

Looks like most of Houston has gotten their power back. I remember driving in the early hurricane winds to R.'s house b/c she still had electricity on the first night of the hurricane and seeing all the pretty blue lights in the sky as transformer after transformer blew up. That was really wild. It was a nice feeling to go buy groceries again last week and stock our refrigerator. That hurricane was a good opportunity to completely clean the fridge out and start anew with all nice new foodstuff! And lately, I have been indulging in cold beer and ice cream, especially. (Not together.)

On top of everything else going on, I have barely had time to get excited about my New Year's trip this year! I am gwine to New Orleans! I have not been there in several years and I am anxious to see the "new"city, post-Katrina. I especially want to explore the Lower 9th Ward and see the "real" N.O. I'll be staying in the Vieux Carre as well, and it will be quite the party: me, Bean, L., J2 and their men! (Sadly, S will not make the trip.) I have been to N.O. with Bean before and I have a hilarious pic of us, he with his arm around me, smoking a cigar, and me, obviously drunk, with my hair in my face. I have been to N.O. with J2 and we only took a few pic's b/c we were too busy drinking the night away and driving up the wrong entrance ramp to the freeway. Maybe this will be the trip that Bean sleeps in Louis Armstrong park armed only with a John the Conqueroo!