There is something about that little blue box. This one doesn't actually belong to me. I am neither the lucky recipient, nor the generous giver of whatever magic is inside. I'm just holding it in safekeeping until it goes to its rightful owner. (It does look pretty good on my red couch, though.)
In Capote's 'Breakfast at Tiffany's', Holly Golightly describes the store as a place to help with the 'mean reds':
"You know those days when you've got the mean reds.... the blues are because you're getting fat or maybe it's been raining too long. You're sad, that's all. But the mean reds are horrible. You're afraid and you sweat like hell, but you don't know what you're afraid of. Except something bad is going to happen, only you don't know what it is.
What I've found does the most good is just to get into a taxi and go to Tiffany's. It calms me down right away..."
Well, I don't happen to have any colorful emotional issues at the moment, but having a bit of Tiffany here certainly adds cheer to the house. Breakfast to go???
Anyway, for today:
Pushup rows/single leg dead 15#dbs: 6/6 x4
Band twist/Turkish get up 12kg: 10/5 x3
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