I ate one bite and didn’t lose my lunch!
I survived eating a bite of octopus. I almost died when I saw it served at this Art Eats event I went too. But I looked the octopus and fear straight in the eye…er tentacle and tried a bite. I barely survived…and well, now this little guy is in a trash been with one of his legs missing. *gag*
The rest of the meal was tremendous as was the company, which was even better.
The show itself was pretty interesting and even featured work from a Winnipeg artist. The detail on some of the pieces was truly phenomenal. The tour guide for the exhibit was the only thing about the night that was awful. he just didn’t seem to have a clear idea what he thought of pieces, what their history was or even anything noteworthy about the artist.
Since the tour sucked, my friend and I ventured on our own, enjoyed the pieces we liked and voided the ones that didn’t make us feel good–amazing how art can do that, eh? Then we grabbed a post art gallery drinkie. T’was a fabulous night–oh and no sober flirting happened–the average age of the attendees of this arty night was about 65. Such a shame too, as I hate to brag, but I think I looked pretty darned fab!
I’m not sure what was so funny–maybe the octopus made a joke?
I am being bad and not packing. I leave for Edmonton tomorrow and I just don’t feel like packing. ..but truthfully that isn’t new or weird.
What is weird? A friend of mine told me some interesting information. It was sad and awful and horrifying all at once. I hate to admit it, but it also made me feel as if my problems are a cake walk.
What else is weird? I got up early to clean to the amazing sounds of the band Alabama Shakes–and I chose cleaning over going to the mall. (socre one for my efforts to save cash and be budget conscious before my May 1 start date).
Another weird thing? Said day of cleaning gave me an awful pain on the ball of my foot–making Saturday’s amazing cross training workout super uncomfortable (15 skipping, 15 rowing, 20 run (7.3 mph + incline on the mill), 20 stationary bike and 20 weights).
Still weirder? Despite the onset of a migraine this afternoon, I did my taxes by myself for the first time–and only made one mistake–thanks Dad for catching it and getting me $200 extra on my refund.
Today, well, today was just weird in terms of timing. It seemed to be a lot of unscheduled interruptions, visits and weather drama (which caused me a migraine and ruined my last exercise venue). Needless to say this isn’t the day I wanted to miss my run–what with not having a long run in to weeks and being in Edmonton tomorrow and Tuesday. Oh and the fact that the race is like 19 days away! eek.
Anyway, I should really get back to packing as, well, I do need clothes for this trip…and to refill all my travel sized toiletries so I can stay on carry-on status for my luggage.