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Sunday, September 28, 2003

really embarrassing stuff

Here's a dubious milestone: My Google Toolbar's Popup Blocker has just blocked its thousandth popup. I installed the program maybe a month ago. This says a lot about both the prolific nature of popup ads (thank you, Google!), and the amount of time I spend online. *ahem*.



I am taking advantage of the fact that the kids are watching a home movie from a camping trip we took in Morro Bay a couple of years ago -- my parents, my brother and his family, and our family -- to sit here lazily with a diet peach Snapple, instead of folding the bazillion loads of laundry that are patiently waiting in their baskets for me. The most memorable thing about that trip was the weather. Everyone had told us that wintertime is really underrated for beach camping -- no crowds, mild weather, all that. So we braved it, and apparently we came during the worst week of weather they'd seen in years (day after Christmas through New Year's, 2001). It rained. It was unbelievably windy. It was foggy. The sun almost never came out, and we ended up going home after only three days or so, instead of six. And yet we had a wonderful time -- LT learned to ride his bike without training wheels, we saw sea elephants and otters, we took up chess and brought home a pile of fun memories. One particularly funny episode occurred: my parents had taken the kids for a walk down the beach, and T and I took off for a loverly stroll in the opposite direction, but quickly decided to take a quick walk back to camp and, er, make good use of the rare time alone. We rejoined the rest of the family as the kids were digging a deep hole on the beach. My brother asked, conversationally, where we'd gone on our walk. So I said, intending a wink-wink inside joke with T, "Oh, nowhere in particular, just up and down, you know." A totally innocent remark, right? We went up and down the beach. They were all supposed to imagine us picking up shells, holding hands, exclaiming about the view, watching the gulls, whatever. I think most of them did. But immediately my mom started trying to stifle a laugh. Then she started failing. I joined in. So I was sitting there nearly having hysterics with my mother -- both of us still making a valiant effort to look as though we weren't laughing at all -- about my sex life. It was truly a surreal moment.



I can't believe I just told you that.



While I'm embarrassing myself, though, I could have died yesterday; I definitely have a new story to add to my "Most Embarrassing Moment" rotation. I was at Smart and Final, my new favorite grocery store (12-packs of Diet Peach Snapple for $8 were my irresistable temptation this time around), and there was this fresh-out-of-puberty boy checking my purchases. While I wrote the check he asked me to stand aside so that he could bring my cart through and put the bags in it. So I did, only somehow my purse got snagged on the edge of the cart as he pulled it through. It was sitting there open, because I had just pulled out my checkbook, and it fell off the check-writing tray and dumped all its contents on the floor. Including two super-plus tampons. The guy felt so bad about dumping it out that he immediately bent over to pick stuff up; I got there first, fortunately, but he was blushing and avoiding my eyes as he handed me my change. Not that I was exactly meeting his. I don't know if I can ever go there again, in spite of my physical addiction to the chicken burger patties I can only find there; anytime that checker sees me he'll remember me as The Woman Whose Tampons Fell Out Of Her Purse. I know I shouldn't care; why should I care? But I do. sigh.



On a positive note, I have lost another pound and I'm now at 174, which means I have lost 20 pounds total so far in, hmm, nine weeks or so. That's a nice feeling. Two pounds more and I'll be at a double milestone: halfway to my goal and my prepregancy weight from my first pregnancy. So far, though, one thing is disappointing: not one single person has asked me if I've been losing weight. I've been kind of waiting for that. Maybe by the time I'm actually done losing weight, it'll happen. :)

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