October / November Bills

Stephanie paid half of her November rent on October 14.

Meh

We have done absolutely nothing exciting.  Our work schedules don't really allow for awesome bff tine, but what can ya do?  Gotta make that money!  I have been planning to take pictures and post our stupid conversations we do have, but I'm lazy and have yet to do such...obviously.   Maybe I can convince Mrs. Wilson to get drunk with me next week and go to work hung over one day ;)  Doubtful but try I shall!!!  I'm bound and determined for the Halloween party to be epically awesome since I'm taking a day off work for it.  Maybe we'll have something sweet to post about after that.   Wish us luck.  Now that I've gotten paid it's time to go buy healthy foods.  At least we're walking the dogs.  It's a slow start, but it's a start non the less. 

Workouts, Day 1

Total workout schedule redo!

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday evenings: walk the dogs when I get off work.

Tuesday, Thursday evenings (post dog walk): 30 Day Shred video (if I can find it)

Wednesday evenings (post dog walk): some sort of Pilates/yoga video (if I can find one)

Monday and Friday: nada

Saturday: Mmmm....may try to do something before Miss C leaves for work

Sunday: day of rest, mofo!



So yesterday we took the dogs for a walk. Then sat on our butts and watched TV for the rest of the night. We'll be in shape in no time!! 8P

Workouts, Day 1

Has been postponed. 8D

It was fracking cold this morning! And raining! I told Miss C I'm not a mailman - rain, sleet, AND snow are all excellent reasons for me to not go out of a morning. I am going to take the dogs on a walk when I get off work today, though, to make up for it. So there! 8P

Also, last night Mr. T had several friends over to watch Paranormal Activity so I ended up staying up later than I should've if I was going to wake up at 5:30. I didn't watch the movie, but I didn't go to bed on time, either. Lose/Lose!

Let Me See You Work it Out

Alright - work out schedule:

Sunday: Day of rest, ho!

Monday: Walk the dogs with Miss C at 5:30am when she gets off work.

Tuesday: Walk the dogs with Miss C at 5:30am when she gets off work.

Wednesday: 30 Day Shred workout video.

Thursday: Some sort of yoga/Pilates video that I still need to find.

Friday: 30 Day Shred workout video.

Saturday: Mmmm...Not sure - maybe walk the dogs with Miss C at 5:30am when she gets off work (then promptly go back to sleep) AND the yoga/Pilates video that I still need to find. We'll see.

Every night: crunches


Hold me to it, people! All this starts next Monday morning with a brisk dog walk!

Kitty....and Doggy....Living together in misery....

So my cats had Miss C's dog, Sadie. We bought a kitty door and Mr. T has sawed most of half of the door to put it up (long story, not important). We're going to keep them in the great room with the door shut so dogs can't get in, but with a kitty door so the cats can get around. Until then, though, they're just locked in the spare bedroom. I try to let them out when Sadie's put up or outside. Well yesterday I let her out, so I let the cats out. But it was rainy and gross, so I didn't want to leave her out too long. I tried to herd the cats back into the spare room, but Chairman would have none of it. So I was like "FINE - you can STAY OUT, then!" and closed the door.

What followed was a lot of "Sadie?!" when I thought she went into our room (where Chairman ended up hiding), "SADIE!" when I knew she went into our room, hissing from Chairman when Sadie found him, and barking from Splinter at Chairman's hissing. Blech. Then I hear some plastic rustling, intense hissing, and general flailing about. "SADIE!!" - She comes running in, bleeding like crazy. Chairman got her across the face, including her nose. Apparently dog noses bleed a lot. Who knew? Mr. T puts Chairman up (he doesn't protest as much this go around), I wipe off Sadie's face, and we all go about our day.

Fast forward a few hours: I'm getting ready for bed and notice my underwear is everywhere in the closet floor. I keep it in a little basket which used to be on my dresser. Since my dresser is now used to hold the TV in our bedroom, my underwear basket is in my closet floor. (Now, since you're reading this all at once you OBVIOUSLY know what happened. If you had several hours between the two you wouldn't be so clever, so hush!) My first thought was that a dog had gotten into it. It slowly registered with me that this is where it all went down. So I kind of chuckle as I'm picking up my underwear.

Then it hits me - plastic rustling. There isn't any plastic in my closet! Except...........my wedding dress. Yup - Chairman had panicked into the corner where my dress was hanging. He'd torn a big hole in the plastic. There were only a couple of pulls where his claw caught the fabric of the dress, but then Sadie's poor nose had BLED ON IT. It was only one smear and we got it *most* of the way out. It's still there if you know to look for it, but it's near the hem, on the back of the dress. Who's gonna notice?

Gah - animals suck.