I love new months.  I love them.  It’s like New Years all over gain, except less champagne and parties.  Okay, so it’s nothing at all like New Years, but turning the calendar over to a new page feels like a new start for me.  I’ve got another date tonight.  I know, I said I’d stop dating for a while, but I swear a memo must have been sent out when I cut ties with the last guy I was seeing.  I’m on an upswing.  This guy seems relatively normal.  We’re getting a drink post work, and afterward I want to catch up with a friend who just came back from a month abroad.  So, exercise, I’m not sure, perhaps a yoga DVD.


Oatmeal with lite Sour Cream
Green Tea


Salad with lettuce, tomato, cucumber, olives, feta
homemade vinaigrette