I'm going to beat sumi to this posting from Daily Puppy, because it is so damn cute that even the CuteOverload people admit that they were defeated in this morning's cute-off.

I am at work today because today's the monthly "building maintenance cleans out the fridge by tossing everything day and oh by the way we're also doing to freezers going forward" event, and I have stuff I don't want tossed. If I hadn't had as much in there as I do, I'd be in bed right now, most likely. Thank god they are consistent about which floor they clean first (namely us, probably because we only have one fridge instead of two like the other floors).

Dear lord, that puppy may cross the line to "way WAY too cute". Walter Keene couldn't draw a puppy that revoltingly cute.

I haven't left yet. I could stay home for you!

Please do! I can tell you it is not worth it.

So tempting! I can't even tell you.

I need to though. It's a little too soon for me to be taking sick days.

I found an (non-credit) online intro to accting course for FREE and my boss approved me taking it during work hours. AWESOME!!

Yay! I just got off the phone with Mom, who's already been online and saw my note. She responded with "I won't say anything about your weight if you don't say anything about mine." (She's much thinner than I am, but still heavier than she's been in years.)

And here I was, so stressed over the issue I was sobbing last night.

I hope nobody is using the world today, BECAUSE I AM GOING TO DESTROY IT.

I found an (non-credit) online intro to accting course for FREE and my boss approved me taking it during work hours.

Awesome! (I read this first as an "acting" course and was not sure how an on-line acting class would work or why you would be doing it for work.)

I had a stupid fightish thing with my bandmate on the phone last night and have had a headache and have been wanting to cry ever since. yay

I'm heading out to Mom's for the next two weeks, and I had to send her a request to not mention my weight while we're together.

Kathy, I've had that conversation. Several times, in fact, because my mom has a hard time taking my requests seriously. And has a hard time respecting my boundaries.

Oddly, she has stopped bringing up my weight ever since I got A Boyfriend Who Obviously Loves Me Even Though I'm Chubby.

Whatev. Every woman on my mom's side of the family is generously proportioned -- except my mom, who has a history of eating disorders and was literally a model before she married my dad. Kind of hard to live up to that. But I decided that embracing bulimia just to win her approval was bullshit.

And then there's my dad, who once told me -- when I was in the hospital in excruciating pain because of my back -- that he thought my weight made me less attractive.

I don't remember how I responded to him (thank you, morphine), but apparently it worked, because he's never mentioned my weight again.

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Yay! I just got off the phone with Mom, who's already been online and saw my note. She responded with "I won't say anything about your weight if you don't say anything about mine." (She's much thinner than I am, but still heavier than she's been in years.)

EXCELLENT.