Thanks, everyone, for the kind words on my weight loss. I still have very far to go, but I am determined to shed as much weight as I can without it being onerous.
ChiKat, I sympathize with you so much right now. I haven't posted about it before, because I just haven't been in a posting mood for months. My Tucker passed away two weeks ago and it was really hard to speak about it. When I talked to my daughter yesterday, she hadn't gotten the e-mail I'd sent after it happened and she asked me why I didn't call. And I was honest, I told her I was tired of always being the one to tell someone a loved one had died. I was the one who called everyone when my brother and my mother died. There was just no way I would have been able to get a single sound out of my mouth if I'd tried calling her. So I posted about it in LJ, but kept quiet pretty much anywhere else. But I'm trying to post more on the board, so I figure I need to bring that honesty to the board if I want to be a part of it.
Thanks, Hec. I have my moments, but fortunately I still have Elliot, who seems to be going out of his way to be more attentive (possibly because he misses his snuggle buddy, so he expects me to snuggle more.)
Oh, Sail. I am so sorry. There should be a law that pets can't die and they need to stay healthy and happy forever.
Forever would be nice. Tucker was just one of the sweetest cats ever. He didn't like laps, but he was perfectly happy to sit next to you on whichever piece of furniture you inhabited. He didn't like to drink from the water bowl, so he would wait on the bathmat next to the tub until I was finished showering and then he'd hop right in and start licking all the water off the bottom of the tub. He did toilets too, anything with running water. Now Elliot has started waiting while I shower and while he doesn't hop into the tub, he hops up on the edge until I'm done toweling off. It's like he thinks he has to fill in for Tucker. Sometimes it's sweet, sometimes it just makes me want to cry.
Sail, I am very sorry. It's really hard to lose something beloved.
I'm sorry about Tucker, SailAway.
Oh, Sail. It has been an absolutely wretched season for Buffista pets, I don't even know. I"m so sorry about Tucker, and glad you still have Eliot.
Spent time today helping StW move power tools out of his ex's shed. She wasn't there. Then we got pizza and watched Colbert. He just left to go do more work. I thought about doing the temptress thing, but I've got shit to do as well. Busy busy, both of us.
There's a realistic Harlequin title "No Time for Tempting."
