strides

I am a bit of a bad-ass or maybe a touch delusional. Take yer pick.
I live at the bottom of a hill. This is a new experience for me because I always have lived at the top of hills. Always. Is there a hill? I live on it. So now I have to occasionally climb hills to get places. Sometimes I am lazy about it and take the bus to the top of a hill to get where I am going. Which is reasonable most people do that in Seattle because there are some hills around here that are so steep they have cleats. I kid you not. Cleats! (For those who live in places without serious hills: it is sort of like traction built into the sidewalk.) A must on slippery days.
Anyways about 15 blocks and up one very steep hill and another gently sloping hill is Trader Joe's. Yes I like to go there sometimes. There are some things they sell that are dirt cheap compared to most places and the people who work there are rather polite. Plus I love their greek style strawberry yogurt. It is so creamy, it is essentially pre-stirred so no fruit at the bottom (which I don't dig all that much) and it is fruit-juice sweetened so it is one more product that doesn't have unnecessary corn syrup/fructose.
I also know they sell eggs there cheap and I needed to pick up some chicken and fruit. A short happy list of things.
I thought about taking the bus but then I was talking to cusackam about exercise. She mentioned she needed to work out and I thought to myself, "boy howdy if I am ever going to get a little more fit I should exercise a little more" I guilted myself about it for a bit because my weight-loss has stalled a bit and I haven't been drinking as much water as I should have and I had some coca-cola on Sunday (and I have pretty much given up soda) and I am a bad bad person blah blah blah. I thought well I could sit around and feel frustrated with myself or I could be a minor bad-ass in my own special way.
I decided to walk up the steep steep hill and the other gently sloping hill to Trader Joe's. It would justify me being allowed to eat the yogurt. And maybe some salami and brie. *snorts*
So I did. I had a really nice (if slightly sweaty) walk up the steep steep hill and the gently sloping hill and perused Trader Joe's goods and looked at the junk food (because that is fun to do) and did a little meal planning in my head for the week and bought the items I needed. I then walked back down the gently sloping hill and the steep steep hill looking at the scenery, admiring various houses, retching at others and I could see our house far far away (which was nice) and I came home and took care of one or two details and I feel a lot better.
So I walked about thirty city blocks round trip.

For dinner tonight I am marinating some chicken in white wine, fresh lime juice, minced garlic and salt and pepper. Plus I am making chicken stock. We are lacking these days and I need to keep some on hand.
I plan on cooking the chicken with some sausages, mushrooms some tomatoes I will put together. I will serve it with pasta and a spinach salad.
Now for my mental notes:
Tomorrow night is left-over timpano and something else. Probably a salad. Thursday Mr. Jenner is making spaghetti carbonara and Friday is up in the air. Maybe something with fish. Cause I can't be a carnivore.

Now to fold some laundry and eat some lunch.