I know I'm tired when I try to exit the Metro Station's turnstile by using my car's FOB ( Read more... )

After yesterday's post, a quick equivalent of a pat on the head (i.e. a rub of the glass), and a "You look so much better, buddy. Good boy!," I went to lunch and returned to find that Bert had actually passed this time. My boss took care of the dirty work, said a few non-denominational words, and Bert left the building.

I can't believe it's over a week later, and little Bert is hanging in there. He actually has seemed over the past few days to the point where I think maybe he just had a little cold. Poor little guy. Anyway, he still looks like he could use a bit more strength, but he no longer is stuck floating rear up, and he actually swims around every once ( Read more... )

I rarely remember my dreams, but last night, I remembered this one. I was watching my pet komodo dragon in it's glass aquarium. He looked like a little T-rex, but kind of cute. Then I noticed my cat was in there with the komodo, and she was trying to sleep all cuddled in a ball next to the dragon. I think my dad asked why she'd cuddle with the ( Read more... )

Most of you will probably get this in the usual email chains if you haven't already, but to me, this one is so worth posting. I don't know the author, but this is great ( Read more... )

Bert is dying.  In fact, by the time I see him again, he might very well be dead.  For those of you who don't remember, Bert is the skinnier, paler of my 2 office pets, and he was NOT doing well last week.  I contacted the company who was sure my description of his behavior was normal.  After having the frogs since April, I assured them it is not ( Read more... )

It was a HOT weekend, and I'm not complaining one bit.  After a very fall-like August, I am thrilled to realize that this year did not pass without any summer-like weather.  Meanwhile, leaves are piling up in the yard, so I'm trying to enjoy it as much as possible ( Read more... )

from watching the mind-numbing RNC to ponder the fact that swimming is hard.  Yes, it's hard.  Why?  Because when you're out of shape, sometimes you can push through the huffing and puffing on the soccer field or even on the elliptical, but when you huff and puff in the water, or at least when I do, I nearly drown.  Which means, so far, I can't ( Read more... )

As I sat outside enjoying a book, some heat (finally), and the gnawing of mosquitoes on my legs, I saw a leaf fall from the sky.  Then another, then another.  They were brown and when I looked around the yard, they were accumulating.  Not fair.

After 3 orthopedists, 2 radiologists, and a physical therapist (or two), it appears I'm just old and my knees will keep getting worse.  I swear, all the extra visits were out of optimism.  I wasn't going to let anyone tell me what I couldn't do.  I'm tough, I like to play hard, I want to stay active, I didn't want to take no for an answer.

But alas ( Read more... )