My back felt horrible when I woke up this morning, so I decided dammit, I am doing some yoga. It seemed to help, and at least woke me up.

Dreamed about coffee last night. Beautiful milky coffee.

Also Tivo recorded two episodes of “Good Eats” for me last night: the coffee one and the tea one. I think I have seen them both, but now I will have to watch them again. Sigh. Also Alton Brown is doing a signing here on the 27th and I may have to take a long lunch so that I can go.

Oh and my lower teeth really hurt today. The whitening stuff must be starting to penetrate. Alas, I get six more nights of pain. THE PAIN OF MY VANITY! But seriously, my lower teeth are quite yellowed I think, after 14 years of pouring coffee on them, and who knows how many years of pouring cola on them to boot. Good thing I’ve never smoked.

Last night I had a drink with fabulous Tamara, whom I always love to spend time with. We had white wines and exchanges prezzies. She gave me a purple silk scarf which I love, a notepad shaped like a purse (hee), and a lip balm. Oh and some Trader Joes Belgian chocolates, YUM. I gave her the Bridesmaid’s Guide book and a pair of these gorgeous stemless champagne flutes that are embossed with little raised glass dots. So cute. It was a berry good visit. I got tipsy on one glass of Pinot Gris. It’s how I am.

Then came home and had hot dogs with Brian-san. We also did some stretches and kick/punch drills together, like in the good old days when I trained. Before my back injury RUINED MY LIFE. Well, changed my life.

Anyhoo. One good thing about my toothache is that it is making me recoil at the thought of eating Girl Scout cookies right now. Maybe just one? Argh.