Spent the weekend in a lakeside cottage with friends. Snowshoed. Had snowball fights. Played Asshole (trou de cul). Ate, drank, was merry. Watched La Guerre des Tuques. Watched La Guerre des Tuques in Chinese at 4 am. Watched Rock et Belles Oreilles. Laughed at silly things. Lay in the snow looking up at the sky and listening to the wind. Pigged out some more.

Thought about the possibility of leaving it all behind, buying a cottage and working from there.

God, would it really be that bad to live in the country?

Paul and I are shopping at Indigo.

lightspeedchick: Argh. All the serious fitness books are for men.
Paul: Well, get a men’s one. What’s the difference?
lsc: They start their programs at like, 50-pound biceps curls.
Paul: And the women’s books?
lsc: They’re not serious. They’re all about losing the most weight by exercising “only 8 minutes a day!!!”
Paul (turns away attention suddenly): Ooh! A Mary Kate and Ashley calendar!
lsc: He he. I’m blogging that.