Old, Fat and Tired

I’m not really that old or fat, but I am overly tired lately. It is some combination of not working out and sleeping too much I think. After the party here last night almost everyone went to the larger dance party except me. I even had three or four beautiful girls trying to convince me to go, and I still stayed behind. That is truly a problem. So even though I had already decided on Friday that I need to make a serious attempt at loosing the weight that I’ve been talking about loosing all summer, last night was the last straw. As of today I am in full eat healthy, don’t drink and work out. Tomorrow I will look for running shoes and pants, and then I’ll be off. The goal is 5-10 lbs by next weekend.

The planned trip today to Milan was cancelled after the girls failed to get up on time after going out last night. Instead we went for coffee downtown and the Egyptian Museum. In a little while the girls will have us up for Greek coffees and I’ll bring the tiramisu from last night.

Speaking of tiramisu, I need to thank my mom again for being the inspiration for my cooking style. I know I’ve thanked her on my blog before, but I’m doing it again. The tiramisu that I made for last nights dinner party won me several excellent remarks as follows:

Pombos, “This is fucking good. I can’t believe it. I can go to heaven now.”

Irena, “This is good.” Several minutes later, “This is the best, how do you do it?”

Lisa, “This is excellent.”

Agata, “How are you such a good cook?”

That sums up the evening.