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)