Dangling olives

Work, slow flow yoga (a little too slow for my liking, didn't really break a sweat, but still felt good), dinner at Palace Kitchen.

Don't you love how my martini came out? Guess the extra olives couldn't really fit into my glass. But this setup misses the whole point of ordering extra olives - they're only good if they've been soaking in the vodka. Hrmph - I managed.....


I must have eaten a bad clam or something because I did NOT feel well around midnight. Ugh. I don't remember the last time I got sick from eating something funky.