One Week of Working Out Followed by Some Weekend Sabotage

Last week I worked out with Loren Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Loren is this mass of energy with a booming voice and the unique ability to get me through a circuit with tons of sweat and no tears. Monday was the first workout and although I’d thought of myself as being pretty active I was winded and even queasy at some points. Loren was patient. I was embarrassed. Then he told me about some of his other clients, two were more than 350 pounds when they started with him. I …

Gagtastic: Breast Milk Ice Cream

I was breastfed. I breastfed both of my children, one more successfully than the other. I think it’s nice when mothers of infants feel comfortable nursing in public, but I think it’s less nice when women with older children bare their breasts in clear acts of defiance in public. At one point a chef in Switzerland added “Mother’s Milk” to his menu, only to be shut down by the health department. Today in London the Icecreamists is offering breast milk ice cream. Their new flavor Baby Gaga combines breast milk with Madagascan vanilla pods and …

I Have Issues

Yesterday was a three restaurant day. I started my morning having Pho with Lolita, and then had a quick trip to Whole Foods. I paid for my groceries, and needed a pen to write a check (I know I’m a dinosaur) so I asked the checker for a pen, and he whipped one out from behind his ear. I held my hands up in the air like a burglary suspect who is finally being arrested. “I have issues,” I declared, “Can I use one of those pens?” And I sort …