I just had my soup, then downed a bag of microwave popcorn. Now I've got that yucky I've-overeaten-popcorn feeling, along with a feeling of wanting to nap for a few hours. Probably not the most brilliant lunch combo for me to have.
I have to admit to having a bit of a yen for a tropical vacation. I've never done tropical in my travels - and unless I win the lottery, I won't be this year, either - but I'm craving the sun and warm and silly drinks in coconuts with umbrellas. Strangely appropriate that I'm having this yen, as I'm meeting friends at the Tropix Restaurant this evening. Maybe I'll have a fruity drink there. I don't think it will be quite the same.
In seeming opposition to the tropical vacation idea...I'm also yenning for some good hockey. I watched the movie, Miracle, again last night. A fine film with lovely editing to make the hockey oh, so nice. But even more than that, I miss seeing the grace of those skaters as the crash each other into the boards. Let's all pray the NHL can get it's act together next year and actually field us some games.