Step away from the sudoku.

I am the master at gaslighting myself. Went to fill a pitcher in the kitchen. While that went on, went to the basement to turn on the dehumidifier. OMG! Sound of water running! ACK! What's leak...oh, filling pitcher upstairs.

Swear to god.

Nice to hear about a good day.

I tried on some of the whatever London stuff at Target today. Nothing that totally grabbed me (other than a peacock print dress that was totally Ulli from Project Runway. Especially, as it turned out, in being cut for people with no boobs. Or no desire to have them either covered or supported in any way.)

But it was size 4 and it fit. Looked like ass, but fit.

Just got off the phone with my mom, who is on vacation in Florida with my stepsister and her family. Mom's finally going to get her English bulldog next Sunday when she returns!!! She's been in contact with the local rescue group who have been keeping an eye out for the type she wants, and Millie (formerly Matilda but shortened at the foster home) fits the bill. She's about 45-50 pounds, estimated 4-5 years old (she was a shelter dog with no info when the rescue group got her), reddish in spots, darker brown in others, and my brother has already found her sweet spot on her back which, when scratched, sends her into eyerolling, tongue-dangling bliss.

When the foster mom told Mom that if she wants to get Millie back from a potential escape, all she has to do is open the car door, Mom cracked up (as did I when she told me). You see, our first dog was a bulldog who was in love with the car, so this is perfect.

But it was size 4 and it fit.

Nice!

There's a show on Discovery called "Who Framed Jesus?" Blurb: "The new suspects emerge in the death of Jesus." Discovery Channel programs just keep getting weirder.

There's a show on Discovery called "Who Framed Jesus?" Blurb: "The new suspects emerge in the death of Jesus." Discovery Channel programs just keep getting weirder.

I hope they've come up with a time-travelling Dick Cheney.

Skyped with the camera on my new laptop with my sister today for the first time in months. That was nice. Never managed to get my parents fully on the Skype train. I prefer it to the phone. I'm all ready to video conference. But my mother called her during the vid call, so we talked then.

Watched Cadillac Records as part of my prep for The Losers. I'm psyched.

I just found this recipe for vodka gimlet straight up:

"Pour six ounces of vodka from a 750 ml bottle; replace with six ounces Rose's Sweetened Lime Juice (available from nearly any grocery), add a small amount of water for ice crystals, shake twice and store in the freezer overnight. Pour into a martini glass and serve straight up. The glass will immediately frost over. With this recipe, no cocktail shaker is required and the cocktail is not watered down by melting ice.

Even though it has the downside of being a Rose's gimlet (hush, bon), it has the upside of being an entire bottle of gimlet in your freezer.

Go you on the size 4, brenda.

There's a show on Discovery called "Who Framed Jesus?" Blurb: "The new suspects emerge in the death of Jesus."

The Illuminati! The Masons! Godless humanists! Black helicopters!

Enh. It's okay. He's in bed an hour later and it will take a us a while to move him back to his usual 7:00 bedtime. Unfortunately, he was still up at 5:00 AM.

I am heading to bed myself as I too don't quite understand DST.

Aw, bulldog!

David, it so hard to process. Like, I'm starting to understand body dismorphia. But I feel awesome.

Anyway though, I feel like I've basically settled into a general weight and size that my (healthy) body is comfortable with. I've been in about the same 5-8 pound range for about six months now and while I eat very differently than I used to, I in no way feel like I'm dieting or restricted.