last weekend and this weekend i was able to sleep late. i’m talking like back in college or high school late. 10 hours. 12 hours. it was awesome. i haven’t been able to sleep late like that in years. this morning i woke up early and went after the goal that had been eluding me for some time…..making fried eggs while keeping the yolk runny. i had tried previous times but not succeeded. the yolk would break and it would not come out right. this morning, i made two fried eggs and the yolk came out runny…perfection!

also this past weekend i hit the gym twice. i joined a local health club over Christmas break. my parents had joined a couple of months ago, and had been asking me about joining. so over Christmas break, they got me a week membership. i went and found out how much it would cost. FORTY THREE DOLLARS?!? i took a couple of days to figure out if this was okay. a couple of friends told me that’s about what they paid, and it was standard. fine, i thought, i guess i can deal with it. i’ve been wanting to start working out and running again, so i figure if i was PAYING for a gym membership, i’d go. having to pay would be my motivation. there was no way i was not going to get my money’s worth out of this deal. so far i’ve gone 4 times. it’s nice and i feel i made a good decision so far. i like the treadmills and the 5 flat screen tvs, the spread out areas with all the machines, and it’s convenient to go after work. today though, i had to dodge the first mardi gras parade of the year to get there. i made it though, and extended my lead against my friend Janelle and helped my teams in the nike+ challenges (though April is still in the cellar).

with all the new cooking i’ve been doing lately, i bought actual sticks of butter/margarine at the store last night. i have my sights set on a couple of recipes where the tub of country crock is not going to work very well. i went looking for a butter dish at walmart. just a plastic one, nothing major. I COULD NOT FIND IT! there was not one butter dish to be found. WHY walmart why?!?

also, as a tip for friends and family, if Clemson loses an excruciatingly tough game (like the one tonight), please do NOT call me to talk about it right after. having to talk about having my heart ripped out and stomped on is not something i want to do. if i call you, that’s one thing, probably because i have something to get off my chest (like last year’s THIEVERY at Duke). only if i lived with you while at Clemson could you call me, and even then, it would just be a profanity laced tirade about missed free throws, missed foul calls, and a bad defensive choice costing us a chance at knocking off the #1 team in the country!

also, do not call me DURING the game, because i feel talking during a game while on the phone is a jinx to the team. (sorry Scott for not picking up earlier, but i’m superstitious like that).