Yesterday turned out to be a darn good day

Yesterday turned out to be a darn good day! David was awake when I got home, and we watched a bit of TV. Namely Animal Planet’s “That’s my Baby!” which is Lifetime’s “A Baby Story” about animals. In the first episode, a pug was pregnant with two pups. Her owners threw a BABY SHOWER for her, inviting back her first litter of pups and other pugs in the neighborhood. As the couple decorated their yard in pink and blue and showed off the cake I looked at David and said, “That is what we will become if we don’t have children.” A chilling thought, really.

Followed that up with a visit to see Max at the orphanage. While we where there, we got to see Abner, a blind beagle, get adopted and taken to his new home. What wonderful people! Spent about 45 minutes with Max (who I’ll pick up Friday afternoon), grabbed some food from Chez Elena Wu, and settled in for the evening. I barely played Asheron’s Call and retired at around 8:00 pm with my cats, books, and aromatic ‘sleep’ oil. :)

Wt: 141.2. I can’t go back…I can’t go back…I won’t go back..
Mood: On the fine line between being demotivated and remotivated.
Work docket: Online Mall, Finish redoing our page (vast improvements being made) and hopefully get some recipes updated.
Lunch: Smart Ones Chicken Something-or-other-Bowl, microwave popcorn
Afternoon plans: Will probably sleep a few hours so I’ll be awake for..
Evening plans: Yoga. Last class of session, then I think we get two weeks off.

Seriously, about the weight. I’ve been super-sloppy these last few months. And it’s not just the Iced Chais. I’ve been hitting the snack machine mid-morn again, and having Ben & Jerry’s every weekend. So it’s not really a surprise that I’m above 140. I’ve just been so so so hungry lately. And I hate to be hungry. So here’s my new plan. I’m going to front-load my day with food. Oatmeal AND milk in the morning. Frozen crud AND popcorn at lunch. Salad with a bit of dinner on the side. Lots of water. I’m abandoning the Monday-Wednesday(for yoga)-Friday gym schedule, since I always find reasons not to go to the gym on Mondays and Fridays. Tuesday-Thursday-Saturday may work better for me.

New goal: to reach 133 (note new number) pounds by 10/18/03 — my next WDW vacation. But my size 6 skirts still fit. Figure THAT out, because I certainly can’t.

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AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! A Venti Iced Chai (w/whole milk) at Starbucks is 380 calories?!?!??! No wonder I’m becoming a manatee again!!! AEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEE!!!!!!!!!!

O the Humanity!! Do you have ANY idea how often I have them? Geez!! ACK! I don’t even BLOG all of the times I have them!!! OMG!

(breathing into paper bag)

(we now return you to your regularly scheduled bland workday)

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Maximillian is ours! The adoption app went through. I went to visit the boy yesterday and after peeing on every shred of grass, he seemed quite happy to see me. The staff at the Orphanage bathed and groomed him for us, and without the matted hair he’s quite a handsome pup! I spent about an hour with him. Half of that was him sitting on my lap for some long-overdue scritches. I’ll be back to see him on Wednesday, and we take him home on Friday. His full name is Maximillian Ulgrim Turberville. Maximillian is a name that gives David the pompous-type name that he enjoys bestowing upon animals, but lets me abbreviate to Max. Ulgrim is a character in Asheron’s Call — a roving drunk adventurer, and generally the most entertaining NPC (non-player-character…nobody plays him, he’s part of the game) in the game.

More on the pet front…Charlie went to the vet yesterday to get caught up on his shots. “That is the biggest cat I’ve ever seen,” remarked the receptionist. “That’s one big cat!” said the doctor. “Fat?” David asked? “No,” the vet replied. “Just large. Long, too.” So I hereby retract all of my “Charlie is fat” statements that I’ve made here. The doc said to keep him on the ‘diet’ food, but he probably won’t lose weight because he’s just fine. Who knew? Misty goes on Monday.

There are just two people in this building, Clark and “Spot News”, who know when I’m late to work. They are both on vacation this week. Of course, these past two days I’ve glided into work totally on time. Life’s not fair.

Muireann (my Asheron’s Call archer) hit level 54 last night,

Non-blog-able worries have returned, but they’re still only minor worries at that. Unfortunately, they’ll persist until mid-September.

And get-well-for-the-love-of-God-don’t-leave-me-here-alone-much-longer wishes to Damon, who really messed up his back and was out yesterday and probably today.

Wt: 139.8. That’s uncomfortably close to 140. I’d better get on the stick, since I’m going away (again) the end of next week.
Mood: Pleasant, if a bit sleepy. I slept in three 2 hour shifts last night.
Work docket: Static’s done. They didn’t upload a picture, so guess what? They’re not getting one. Tired of babying people here. Will update ‘hand’ and ‘dateline’ sections. Do promo stuff for the new “Reader Rewards” contest page. And MAYBE get some work done on the Community Guide database. I’d love to get that up and running before I go away.
Lunch: Smart Ones meal.
Afternoon plans: To the gym. Really! Then update with new Freezerburn entries and some Max info.
Evening: David’s going in at 9 pm tonight. PLUS the Lucky mag fall fashion issue came yesterday. I think I’ll be having a ‘bed night’ tonight. :) “Bed Night” is where I get in my nightgown early on, and retreat to the bedroom with a bottle of water, some reading material, and a few cats in tow. It’s like a spa for the soul.

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My mind is all a-swirl with thoughts of the new, nameless dog

My mind is all a-swirl with thoughts of the new, nameless dog. He — we’ll call him Rufus for the time being — chose us. After perusing, David and I went to the Animal Orphange on Saturday. We had two dogs in mind. Both were young, but not puppies. One had “food and treat possession issues” which we didn’t think would bode well with the Meows. The second wasn’t to be found. We passed down the corridor. All of the dogs on either side looked sadly at us. Then we saw “Yo-Yo.” (Must, must change name…I will not have a dog named “Yo-Yo.” Poor love.)

Small, black and brown, with matted fur (poor love, how long did you wander outside in the heat and rain before being found?), he got up on his hind legs and poked his snout through the chain-link at us. His little stump-tail (poor love, who butchered you like that in the name of ‘proper appearance’?) wagged happily.


We took him out to a playyard, where he peed on every scrap of vegetation, and then sniffed at the dogs in the adjoining yard. No growls. No barks. David and I sat on a bench and observed him. And wouldn’t you know the little bugger jumped on the bench and then on my lap?


We filled out the Adoption application (hope it goes ok, the cats are behind in their shots) and now we keep our fingers crossed. He has to be at the shelter until at least Friday, since he was brought in as a stray. (Poor love, who left you behind once you passed puppyhood?) I refrained from buying any dog-supplies at Target yesterday. The staff said we could come and play with him any time we wanted. They’ll groom and neuter him before we pick him up. We’ll take him straight to the vet, and then home.

But first we need to think of a name for the pup. Jake? Oliver? Max? Arthur? Gotta be a guy’s name, since my other animals all have relatively human names.

Wt: 139.8. But the upswing ends. Today. I’m wearing a new size 6 skirt that feels like a girdle. Enough to remind me to get back on program.
Mood: Pleasant.
Work docket: I think Hot Jobs are done forever. I didn’t get a list from Recruitment. I knew they’re going to change the system — I bet in the end we’ll have MORE work to do. Did Ingle and Faith and “Spot on Vacation” page. Will work on new contest page, plus a new contest to add to the page.
Afternoon plans: To the gym, and then to visit “Rufus” at the shelter. If I show committment to visiting him, they’ll HAVE to give him to us, right?
Evening: Shower off the shelter-stink — “Rufus” reeks. Burn the BlueDomino version of my web to a CD and cancel my BD account, since it appears the DNS transfer has taken effect. Much faster than I thought, too.

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