Counting Sheep

I've been hard at work on "Keep Me" this week. It doesn't look like much has been accomplished, but this bit took a while. And it's dull to stitch, so it made me very sleepy to work on it. I'd work on a couple of rows in the evening, and my eyes would begin to shut.

Speaking of sleeping, we shopped for a new bed today, weighing the pros and cons of various kinds of springs and foam and stuffing. I dutifully tried them out, but I mostly left the decision up to DBF; I can literally sleep on anything, anywhere, any time, through virtually any noise. I sleep on my commuter bus, head lolling or knocking against the window when we lurch in traffic; and I fall asleep most nights within about a minute. When I worked in Manhattan and slept every night in a hotel, I could sleep on the third floor of a low rise right through the noise of the traffic and the incessant honking. It's a gift. Poor BF tends toward insomnia, he takes a long time to fall asleep and he sleeps lightly; a cricket will awaken him.

Speaking of BF, he's decided to embark on the Nutrisystem diet plant to shed some weight. I applaud the effort and am trimming my own calories, but in a different way. My cardiologist recommends Nutrisystem, along with a couple of other programs. BF ordered two months' worth of the guy plan, and this is roughly one-fourth of the box of food that showed up at the door. He likes that portions are measured out for him and that there's a schedule for eating (6 times a day) along a recommendation of which food to eat each time from the plan as well as what fruits and vegetables to add. I personally would prefer to grapple with it myself, using fresh food I prepare, although I will admit to not being particularly successful at it. I don't care for the idea of the aseptic packaging and whatever mysterious substance is contained therein. While it's not my preference, I support it wholeheartedly, especially since we both need to lose weight. And we'll certainly get a nice break from preparing traditional meals. Guess what I can spend the extra time doing?

In honor of the diet, of course, we visted Carl's, a local institution, to say goodbye for the summer. Since we very seldom eat ice cream (our tastes run more to the savory than the sweet; we can tear up a bag of Fritos in my house whereas ice cream in the freezer sits until it's unfit to eat from freezer burn), it was a nice treat.