I have stayed late and done onerous things. I think I may need pancakes for dinner.

Yeah, Kato is having more difficulty getting up from the floor, even with regular meds. There's no circumstance in which I'll be happy to put him to sleep, but doing it for mobility issues seems worse to me somehow than doing it for disease. We're also becoming pros at finding things to mix in with his food to get him to eat, since it's pretty normal for senior dogs to not have a great appetite, in part because their sense of smell isn't as good as it used to be.

Kato's deal is that he goes through cycles of LOVING something we mix in with his food (canned food, cottage cheese, chicken broth, cooked shredded chicken, grated parmesan cheese [edit: not all together; one at a time, or chicken broth with the parmesan cheese]) for a few weeks and then deciding he's not into it any more, so we have to come up with something else. But eventually we can cycle back, because he's been eating canned food mixed in with his regular food again lately.

It's hard to watch loved pets get old.

Well, I have a lot of the closet stuff resolved, but there are a lot of Dad's papers to look through. Still, I got a lot done. And I was able to do a fair bit of it with Gross Point Blank on in the background. And now Lost Boys are on. It's nostalgia night at the Calli household.

I went to a work-related cocktail party and did very well! And left at the first possible opportunity. Perfect.

Way to go, Calli!

Costume changes, -t?

Yes, changed twice during the thing. No one who wasn't sitting with me remarked on it (except one person told me I had on a pretty dress after the first change and someone else complimented the third outfit (2nd muumuu) but I don't think either of those people noticed that I had been wearing something else earlier), but it amused my department. And one of my coworkers JUST noticed the blue hair today. It is pretty subtle, but her gasp of amazement was pretty funny considering how often I talk to her, but it took the light hitting just right I guess.

Way to go, Jesse!

Sounds fun, -t.

'Twas. And the food was excellent - catered roast pork, chicken done I don't know how but tasty, delicious noodles, macaroni salad, musubi, rice, and salad. Nom nom nom. And all that was after the surprise birthday potluck breakfast we threw together for my boss. It was pretty clever of me, I think, to go from the more fitted dress to looser and looser muumuus as the day went on, I must say.

It was pretty clever of me, I think, to go from the more fitted dress to looser and looser muumuus as the day went on, I must say.

Excellent planning. A few years ago my next door neighbor gave me a couple muumuus because I had hurt my back and she wanted me to have an easier time dressing. She lived in them. Comfy for sure, but since I connect them with her I feel like an old lady when I wear them.

Grargh. I am still irritated with the adulting. And then I got home and had to talk to Aetna, so now I'm ready to burn down the world. I am doing nothing else responsible tonight, just watching GBBO.