Kitties are home again. Neutered. Poor kitties.
The Baby Cat is next to me all purry. One of them vomited kitty kibble on the carpet in the TV room. Ick. I like looking at The Baby Cat. He's so stripey! You can sort of see in the icon pic with him standing on my shoulder.
I have been working on being healthier. So far so good. Except for my bad food choices last night at Applebees. I think I shall just have to keep away from restaurants for the time being. Except for Wednesday, which is my birthday, when I am going out to Genji for some yummyness. Otherwise I'm doing well with it. Making better choices, keeping track of what I'm taking in, working in some movement. And when I did the math, I realized I could hit my goal in one year if I lost only 1.3 pounds per week. That actually seems do-able. Makes it seem much less hopeless than just thinking of it as 70 lbs.