{"id":456,"date":"2005-02-11T23:00:00","date_gmt":"2005-02-12T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chocolatemussolini.com\/cm\/default.asp?n=351"},"modified":"2005-02-11T23:00:00","modified_gmt":"2005-02-12T06:00:00","slug":"sweeeeeet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/?p=456","title":{"rendered":"Sweeeeeet."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Holy crap!<\/p>\n<p \/>How often do I update on a Saturday? We were going to go see <i>Kinsey<\/i>, but I&#8217;m too sleepy to even want to go see a movie about sex.<\/p>\n<p \/>\n<ol>\n<li>I love my early-Saturday-morning cleaning ritual a little too much. But there&#8217;s something so awesome about having a perfectly clean house before the weekend really begins.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>After the stores opened, I went out in search of a dresser. My lack of bedroom-storage is starting to bother me. I went to a couple stores and found several things that would be fair-to-middlin&#8217;, but I&#8217;m having trouble settling. I didn&#8217;t realize I had such a fear of dresser-commitment, but apparently I do. The search for perfection usually proves worthwhile, however.\n<p \/>While I was <i>oot<\/i>, I of course started wandering and found a store that wanted to sell me beautiful slate blocks for SO cheap, and then I spied this other shop that had immediate appeal, because it was all about good health.<\/p>\n<p \/>I meandered in and was sprung-upon by employees. Since the store was brand new, they still had that overenthusiastic 5:1 employee to customer ratio, and I couldn&#8217;t round the end of an aisle without being asked if I needed assistance. The store seemed interesting; they had a pharmacy, nutrition center on the order of GNC, natural health and beauty products, exercise equipment, holistic crap, a spa, salon, Caribou Coffee, and the Geek Squad in a little electronics section selling iPods, which seemed a little out of place. It started to feel like it wasn&#8217;t so much about healthy living as just whatever was trendy right now. I found most everything overpriced, in keeping with a store that had about 20% product-to-retail space, but they did have really cheap vitamins.<\/p>\n<p \/>I took my supplements to the counter and was being asked all manner of probing personal information just to make a $12 purchase, when the mailman came in. He said, &#8216;You guys are Best Buy, right?&#8217; The cashier said, &#8216;Yes, we&#8217;re owned by them.&#8217; Dude, I totally got suckered into spending money at Best Buy!! The Geek Squad should&#8217;ve been a huge tipoff. Man.<\/p>\n<p \/>Anyway, one of the guys there told me this is the flagship store, and you will soon be seeing <a href='http:\/\/www.eq-life.com\/' target='ass'>eq-life<\/a> at every single strip mall on the planet.<\/p>\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>I went to see <i>Hitch<\/i> last night in a fit of girliness. It was as expected: eh. It&#8217;s hard not to like Will Smith, though. He was, after all, the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>It was 50 degrees outside and amazing and&#8230; wow. I couldn&#8217;t wait to walk to the lake from here, but I never thought I&#8217;d be able to as early as mid-February. It&#8217;s about 4.5 miles total, which is awesome. I took photos of the ice on Lake Calhoun, but my phone is being an asshole about emailing them to me.\n<p \/>There were so many people out, too. It&#8217;s funny that this is a really outdoorsy city when we have so much cold to contend with. It&#8217;s one of the things I love about Minneapolis.<\/p>\n<p \/>After my walk, I did a ton of weights. It feels like more of a VW bus than a beetle, judging by the soreness. I learned today that I <i>can<\/i> lift to audiobooks, although I thought it was sort of amusing that I was listening to <i>The Unbearable Lightness of Being<\/i>.<\/p>\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>I finished my bathmat! It&#8217;s actually fabulous, despite the <a href='http:\/\/www.chocolatemussolini.com\/cm\/images\/bathmat.jpg' target='ass'>bad photo<\/a>. Here&#8217;s a <a href='http:\/\/www.chocolatemussolini.com\/cm\/images\/yarn2.jpg' target='ass'>closeup of the yarn<\/a>. Marmelade!\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>When I got home last night and found my Valentine&#8217;s box from Scotty, I discarded everything else I was carrying so quickly that it took me 5 minutes to find my keys under the loveseat this morning. He sent me <a href='http:\/\/www.chocolatemussolini.com\/cm\/images\/frames.jpg' target='xoxoxo'>frames<\/a> for old photos of my parents, because he noticed I don&#8217;t really have pictures of my family about. And no, those people in the picture aren&#8217;t my parents, as much as I wish they were. This makes me really want to do something with the old sepia-tone photos I found in my house.\n<p \/>Also, these old <a href='http:\/\/www.chocolatemussolini.com\/cm\/images\/keys.jpg' target='xoxoxo'>keys<\/a>, which I love; I don&#8217;t know how to explain my liking for weighty and substantial things, nor did I know that he knew about it, but man. One of them works in my bedroom door. Coincidence? Hmm. He sent so much sugar-free Valentine&#8217;s candy that I will still be eating it at my birthday, and also more of my favorite things of his, which I will most definitely not be sharing with you at this time.<\/p>\n<p \/>Last night I had to placate Stephanie with treats because I think she was going to strangle me if she heard &#8216;cuuuuuute&#8217; or &#8216;sweeeeeet&#8217; one more time. But she&#8217;s good about it, and she knows how I am. I talk. When I&#8217;m happy, I talk a lot. And when I&#8217;m feeling like <i>this<\/i>, bring earplugs.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p \/>Jenni<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Holy crap! How often do I update on a Saturday? We were going to go see Kinsey, but I&#8217;m too sleepy to even want to go see a movie about sex. I love my early-Saturday-morning cleaning ritual a little too much. 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