Thor’s at the theater experiencing part 3 of six but really-hopefully- the last Star Wars movie. As you can tell, I’m not there. To each his own.
Now before I go out and start tending to our barren garden…let’s catch up on the week.
Yesterday, Charlie ate something Bad. Charlie is frightened of everything. Even bellyaches. Because he was terrified, he tore through the house, spraying liquified poop on the carpets and walls as he tried to run away from himself. This happened three times before we could shut the cat into a bathroom. Thor cleaned while I took a stool sample to the vet. No parasites or anything. Just an upset cat. Charlie spent the night in our bathroom. This morning Thor cleaned the bathroom, I washed off the cat, and Charlie’s feeling better. Training for kids, I guess.
Thursday, I joined Weight Watchers. Weighed in at 162 lbs. Last time I lost it all myself. This time I can’t. I’m very meh about the whole thing. I get twenty-two ‘points’ of food per day. Yesterday I ended up with 23, due to my desire to have two donuts for dinner. I suck.
Wednesday, we took Lucky (Dog at MomnJohn’s house) to the vet. She’s 14, so there are always problems to be expected. Her blood tests turned out okay (well, okay for being 14).
All in all, a ‘blah’ week. Next weekend will be better. 😉
Mm…you know what I’m in the mood for? A water ice. French fries. Chocolate. Fruit.
Yeah, fruit. (sigh)
You do not suck becaue you wanted 2 doughnuts. What is two rings of heaven? What you are is fabulous for always trying your best!
Hi,
Do you know Cookie from unlovely.net and who had a cookiecam???
Phil
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Mahalo! I feel better about myself today…thanks for the kind words.
Phil:
I had no idea. Her site doesn’t look like it’s up anymore. My cookiecam tanked big time this year. I was too busy to really make it work. There’s always next year, though. 🙂
Don’t be so hard on yourself. Good luck.
Good luck for sure!! You know, the only way to succeed is to allow yourself to “do” those donuts in place of every so often. 🙂 F’real.
I don’t even want to think about this hint of my mother’s “midriff bulge” that I swear to flippin’ god just showed up on my stomach the other night. It came outta NOWHERE–and has NOTHING to do with the sheer excess of ice cream I’ve been consuming nightly for the last month. no more sweets for ME for awhile. Ugh. I feel like I’ve been stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey. 🙂
I totally feel like… ummm, FRUIT too!
And a WALK… a LONG one!! 🙂