Aw, man... Monday already. Back to the grind in the a.m.
Here I got all nice and relaxed during these 4 days. That's the hardest thing about having time off... having to go back.
Especially considering the 'fuck it' state of mind I was in when I left on Wednesday. On one hand I am glad I have the type of relationship I do with my immediate 'boss' because I can tell him what's on my mind without fearing disciplinary action for insubordination, on the other hand if I found another opportunity and left with little to no notice, he'd be the one that suffered the most. Ah well, keeps me from acting rash and burning bridges. Much as I'd like to sometimes.
So today, did another of my belly dance workout DVDs that kicks my ass, then popped in the DVD on Qigong. Awesome! Its a moving meditation. I think once the dust settles on my job situation, I am going to sign up for the Qigong & Tai Chi classes that are offered back to back.
Later today I popped in the Budokon DVD, just to watch part of it and see what its all about. Holy CRAP! I've got my work cut out for me if I want to achieve that type of strength, flexibility and balance. Why didn't I get in to this type of thing when I was younger?
Something I've noticed... even though I still enjoy doing the belly dance isolations, layering, etc. my interest has been a lot more geared towards martial arts and yoga lately. However, the three do work together well in my fitness regime. Part of that has to be that it is working towards fitness, but it has another purpose as well.
So last night I was in San Francisco with my husband, a couple of his co-workers and their wives. Went to the new car show they hold at the Moscone Center at this time every year. Funny, all those new cars, and the most impressive thing I saw all night was the 1937 Delahaye up in the specialty car exhibit. Concept cars used to be so cool, but now they are a freaking joke. Chrysler had this... thing... there that looked like it was out of the movie 'Tron', and it had me thinking that Harley Earl must be spinning in his grave at 7000 RPM! There were other lovely old cars there, but it was sad how most of the new cars just weren't that impressive. No wonder the auto industry is in the shitter. The ONE U.S.A. car that I saw that wasn't too bad as a get around type of car had to be the Chevy Cobalt. Too bad its front wheel drive. I had also gone a bit gaga over the Nissan Altima Coupe. That's a sexy machine. Again, too bad its front wheel drive. Now, if we're talking absolute lust for a new car, or one that is in the works... I'd have to say I've got it bad for the 2010 Camaro. Gawd that's a sexy beast!
Anyway, the reason we even went to this was my husband is a tech for one of the Infiniti dealerships in the bay area, and they had supplied some of the cars for the show. He and his coworkers needed to get the cars re-activated and driveable, then we needed to drive the cars back to the dealership. I drove the M45... let me tell ya... that was no hardship! Far as 'reasonably' priced luxury sedans go... I'd definitely drive one of these if that is what I wanted as a daily driver. It had serious balls in the acceleration department, handled like a dream, REAR WHEEL DRIVE, smooth, quiet inside the cabin but you could sill hear the hum of the motor. I enjoyed a few very Zen-like moments on my drive back from SF.
That is, until this Jackass in an old late 80s Camaro (they should have never been built) was zigzagging through traffic, got up on my ass in the fast lane. So I moved over to let him pass then got back in the fast lane. Big mistake. Jackass's Camaro started smoking and suddenly my windshield was COVERED in oil! On top of that... the fog had rolled in, thus cutting my visibility to virtually nil. My husband was behind me in a G37, even he got a lot of oil on the windshield. Jackass kept going, blissfully unaware that his car was going to explode at any moment. I was doing my damndest to get away from that car because I knew it was going to blow up at any moment. Next thing I know, Jackass is starting to veer over into the right hand lanes... looking like he was going to get in front of me... again! Fuck that! I punched it, Jackass got in the lane behind me this time. Last I saw of Jackass was him pulling that sorry piece of shit on to the side of the road, thus leaving yet more garbage on the freeway.
I find out after we all got back to the dealership that said Jackass had been screwing with pretty much everybody in the caravan. I wish one of us had managed to get his license plate # to find out who he was & send him the bill for having all those cars detailed. What a shithead.
Oh well, off to lala land. I have my martial arts class to look forward to tomorrow night. Gotta love Jeet Kune Do!
My husband has a 2007 GT500 that I refer to as his Mistress. I love the new Mustangs too.