Swim

I decided to go for a swim in the evening.

I felt very sleepy through the course of the day.

I thought of canceling the swimming plans and heading back home and going to bed early.

I told myself, "Yeah right! As if I will sleep early".

I overcame laziness and decided to stick to my swimming plans.

I called my friend and went for a swin at the club house.

I swam (read played around in the water!) for about 45 mins.

I was really tired and very thirsty.

I was happy with the workout and all the extra-calories I burned.

I decided to treat myself to a nice and healthy dinner at Subway.

I went to Hiranandani.

I got distracted by all the restaurants.

I almost walked into Papa Jones, but then decided against it when I remembered I was there to eat at Subway.

I decided to (only) check out south Indian restaurant Sankalp.

I was amazed at the variety of things on menu and wondered why didn't I come there.

I spotted garlic butter idli and masala medu vada and thought of trying it once.

I was all excited and placed an order for it.

I waited eagerly for the dish to arrive. Gossiping with my friend kept me busy.

I was very impressed with the way food looked.

I loved the taste.

I managed to finish the dish and called for one more serving.

I realized that I just undid the effects of my evening swim.

I felt bloated and fat.

I thunked my head against the table.

I resolved to head straight to home after swim from next time.

Pure-Vanilla

A few days ago my sister sent me a blonde joke. It is the best joke I have ever heard. It goes like this..

One day a high class blonde girl was walking by the river side with her friend when she spotted a crocodile.She turned to her friend and screamed, "Look! Lacoste!" =))

The other day I had gone to Haiko for some weekend shopping when I picked up a new nail paint. Very nice soothing beige color. I came home, kept everything down, switched on the tv, got comfortable and painted my nails. I was doing this girly-girl-blow-on-the-fingernails and admiring my nails when I saw that nailpaint was called "pure vanilla."

I wondered, so they've started making scented nail paints now. Nice!

Surprised that I was, I brought the little bottle close to my nose and sniffed it.

No! It was the same old acetonish smell. It wasn't anything like vanilla!

I saw another nail paint bottle sitting pretty on my dressing table, it was called berry-licious. I never tried to taste it.

It was the shade which they named 'pure vanilla'. Ofcourse! What was I thinking :-/

I guess I had my blonde moment that day. But in my defence I have never seen vanilla :)