Tidbits

How long do I have to listen to someone prattle on and on about the solo, spontaneous projectile vomit contest their dog engaged in before I can be expected to die of boredom? Ten, fifteen minutes? What about when they segue into, "At least it wasn't as bad as that time that I rolled over in the middle of the night and my cat had peed on my pillow," and then proceed to go into elaborate detail? Really, I don't need to know! It's not that I have a weak stomach; it's that I have a weak attention span for ALL THINGS RELATED TO DOG BARF AND CAT PEE. Back the truck up and get a new topic.

Also, call me crazy, but I'm going to venture to say that one's need to work on their base tan for their upcoming vacation is not a valid excuse to leave the office early.

I've decided that I am going to start a weight-loss blog. That was my intention when I originally started blogging, but then I kind of side-tracked myself with other stuff. Now I really want to do it, but I don't want it to be an all-consuming, dominating theme of my blog because let's face it - I obviously have other fascinating things to write about including [deep breath here] WHICH MAGAZINE I AM GOING TO PICK UP NEXT, and I can't be disregarding all of that valuable information with posts about wiggles and jiggles. I think keeping it separate from my main blog will be good because I'm sure there are lots of people who just aren't interested in that topic, which is absolutely fine. Much like I would not be interested in a blog solely devoted to various liquidy things coming out of one's pets. So, I don't know when I'm gonna start that, but it's on the to-do list. It's a huge part of my life, and I'm hoping it'll provide a little self-therapy, and maybe help me finally turn a corner.

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Hilarious response from Tawny when I asked her about being godmother to her future children, even though I am already her daughter Bailey's godmother:

"a) you are not hogging my offspring
b) you are not hogging my offspring."