Sunday, September 11, 2005


Because it's been so very long since my last update, I'll make a very long post.

Kitten update:

Xander is getting huge. He's at least 3 times the size he was when I got him. His paws are enormous, which indicates that he will be a large cat. He's still my tiny little baby, though. He occasionally comes running up to me, mewling insistantly, begging for cuddles. Then he curls up on me and purrs loudly and happily, and knows that he's safe because he's with Mommy.

Here's a pic of him curled up on the back of the sofa:

And here's a picture of a rare moment of peace between him and Eris:

Eris has been less bitchy toward him. Whereas before she would growl at him whenever she saw him (even across a room), now she actually tolerates his presence as long as he does not try to groom her, or touch her, or look at her, or breathe the air she's trying to breathe.

He and Willow are getting along pretty well. He's finally starting to learn that she likes it when he grooms her, as long as he doesn't get carried away and start nibbling. Of course, he eventually does get carried away every time, and then the beautiful moment deteriorates into yowling and chasing and thumping.

Post-op update:

The incisions have knit completely, leaving dark brown scars (because I am an awful, horrible person who cannot keep from picking at healing wounds) that look kind of interesting.

I've gone to three water aerobics classes. I missed two because I had a raging case of the squits both times. That's been happening frequently. I get all crampy and unhappy and being in a pool is the last thing I want to do. The last time I missed a class, I rode out the stomach cramps and then went to the exercise room in my apartment complex and did 25 minutes on the recumbent bicycle. I know it's not much, but it was something.

My rate of weight loss has slowed a lot, but it's still happening. Also, more and more of my old clothes fit. I tried on an old corset of mine today and it looked pretty good.

I have decided that fat-free cheese is the work of the devil, and I won't put up with it any more. I eat regular cheese now, but much less of it. My digestive system has trained me to determine what too much fat is. If I eat something that's beyond my body's ability to handle, I regret it in a very short while. Thus, my fat intake has decreased drastically because I am scared of the wrath of my bowels. However, I think that I am also becoming lactose intolerant, which definitely sucks.

I have an appointment with my surgeon for a 6 week followup on Thursday. Another week or so after that I will be allowed to eat beef. I am very much looking forward to that.

Work update:

The place where I temped as a proofreader has a permanent spot open, but they don't want to pay the temp agency to buy out my contract. They're trying to fill the position on their own. If they have not found someone this week, they may go ahead and hire me anyway. I really hope so, because I enjoyed working there quite a bit. In the meanwhile, I will be spending the next few days answering phones at a landscaping company. Whee.

Miscellaneous update:

My sister is coming to visit me next weekend. I'm so excited. My in-laws will get to meet her, and she'll get to meet my new kitten, and we'll all hang out and make up anti-jokes.

The anti-joke is an collaborative invention from my sister and my husband. It's basically an anecdote with an anticlimactic ending. Some of the best anti-jokes start out with the beginning of a well-known joke, but end differently. For instance, here is one of my favorites that my sister made up:

This guy walks into a doctor's office and says, "Doctor, it hurts when I do this!" So the doctor prescribed him some pain medication and recommended a course of physical therapy.

I'm not nearly as good as they are at making them up. They have a very similar sense of humor about stuff like that, and their creativity is sparked by it. The best one I can come up with is:

Q: Why does Snoop Dogg carry an umbrella?
A: In case it rains.

Of course, the actual joke answer is "Fo' drizzle."