Farewell Poseidon
I went to adopt Poseidon yesterday, but he was gone. I know he was just a mouse, but I was sad. I actually think I want a gerbil though. They are kind of a cross between a mouse and a hampster, and they won't grow up to get BIG BALLS like rats do. I'm sorry, but I don't trust the store when they say that rats are female.
Mike is so silly. My favorite color is blue. Like a light, baby blue color... the color of my car, for example. But he fills my life with so much pink that I can't even believe it. He said I own a lot of pink and wear a lot of it, so that's why he assumed. So perhaps I was wrong. But he was all annoyed by the idea of me getting a pet mouse until he saw this:
And it was as if suddenly the idea was cute to him and he was okay with it. He encourages me to get pink this, pink that... it's hilarious to me. But lately I've been thinking, if I'm going to go so far as to get a mouse or a gerbil, why don't I just look to adopt a hedgehog like I've always wanted? If the time were to come where I'd want to get a hedgehog, it'd be like, "Um, no. You have three cats and 5 lizards and 2 tortoises AND a mouse. NO hedgehog". And not to mention the Border Collie puppy that I have been itching to get in the spring...
Anyway. I was feeling awfully good about the way my waist looked yesterday. So I weighed myself today. I hadn't done it in about a week, because I had gained two pounds and stayed at a total loss of -17 since August. It was annoying. So I resigned to the fact that I would have to start working out to see more results, and just never did. But today I weighed in three pounds less, so now my total weight loss is -21.
It's agonizing because I have no idea where that little drop came from. The only two new factors are that I've been drinking a lot more water and that I stopped making juice. (Having a juicer is amazing and wonderful, but it takes half a garden to make 24 oz of juice.) I hope it's just the increase in water, but at this point I don't care to investigate.
I'm so happy about the results of the primary yesterday. That's all I'm going to say.
Mike is so silly. My favorite color is blue. Like a light, baby blue color... the color of my car, for example. But he fills my life with so much pink that I can't even believe it. He said I own a lot of pink and wear a lot of it, so that's why he assumed. So perhaps I was wrong. But he was all annoyed by the idea of me getting a pet mouse until he saw this:
And it was as if suddenly the idea was cute to him and he was okay with it. He encourages me to get pink this, pink that... it's hilarious to me. But lately I've been thinking, if I'm going to go so far as to get a mouse or a gerbil, why don't I just look to adopt a hedgehog like I've always wanted? If the time were to come where I'd want to get a hedgehog, it'd be like, "Um, no. You have three cats and 5 lizards and 2 tortoises AND a mouse. NO hedgehog". And not to mention the Border Collie puppy that I have been itching to get in the spring...
Anyway. I was feeling awfully good about the way my waist looked yesterday. So I weighed myself today. I hadn't done it in about a week, because I had gained two pounds and stayed at a total loss of -17 since August. It was annoying. So I resigned to the fact that I would have to start working out to see more results, and just never did. But today I weighed in three pounds less, so now my total weight loss is -21.
It's agonizing because I have no idea where that little drop came from. The only two new factors are that I've been drinking a lot more water and that I stopped making juice. (Having a juicer is amazing and wonderful, but it takes half a garden to make 24 oz of juice.) I hope it's just the increase in water, but at this point I don't care to investigate.
I'm so happy about the results of the primary yesterday. That's all I'm going to say.