This wheat beer is perpetually on sale at our WholeFoods. You should try it. I can’t remember what it’s called. It looks like this.
I assume that’s why I saved this photo. To tell you about the beer. Or maybe something about doing an uncomfortable looking sideways pose?
Also, that shirt has become my favourite I think.
Also, our WholeFoods check out guy is very cute.
I believe that tonight I can say that we are officially moved in.
Perhaps tomorrow I’ll get to posting the detail of what took 2 weeks of work.
Taken by our wonderful friend Dakota Please-Move-To-Portland-Too Keck.
Jon eating a pretzel with a knife and fork.. ..wild crazy times I tell you.
I’m just putting off packing now, you say?
Very perceptive, I say.
A beer that no one stocks in Australia, let alone drinks, considered “Australia’s Beer” in USA and available in bulk at every grocery store.
As above, replace the word “beer” with “wine”.
In my previous post I implied that weekdays and drinking were mutually exclusive, which I thought I might elaborate on.
See, the last few years of starting a business and the last year of trying to get away from it, were accompanied by much wining and dining, as stressful times often are. And unfettered wining and dining inevitably leads to ill-fitting pants.
I hadn’t slowed down much in San Francisco either; there’s nary a bad place to eat in this city. Mike’s recent visit, and the hi-cal Nappa Valley, was the final straw. So after he left for home, at which point I weighed in at around 84kg (an all-time high for me), I decided to adjust my eating/drinking habits to see if I could reduce my circumference a little.
The rules go: no drinking on week days; only soup for lunch on week days (thank you Trader Joe’s soup); no potatoes (chips, fries, etc.) at all and no eating in the last few hours before sleep. That’s it. I should say that I usually miss breakfast (which is bad right?), don’t snack much, my dinner’s are mostly low-fat and I have a decent walk every other day – these things continue unchanged.
OK, now that the scene is set, we are at the point where I get to brag about results; I’m down to 75kg and three holes in on the belt! Check it…
Yeah, I know, I’ll never be a stick figure hipster. I’m not really that obsessed with weight, but this is the first time I’ve actively set out to lose some and I’m chuffed that it’s actually working.
Anyway, I’m drinking on the weekends only, if you can believe it. Tonight it’s a Mexican beer I discovered here in San Francisco, which may now be my favourite of the Mexican beer set.
