a propos.

My new t-shirt. :)

home stretch.

This year for Lent, I decided to give up something very dear to me, and that something is candy. Those who know me well know that I LOVE candy. Some might even call it an addiction. I call it proof that God loves me and wants me to be happy (ok, so I stole that last bit from beer, but whatev.) Nerds Ropes have gotten me through some very dark times - seriously. I wouldn't be surprised to find I am singlehandedly keeping Willy Wonka in business. Hmm, I wonder if they are publicly-traded? I should really look into that...

N.B. I should mention that chocolate was not included as part of my Lenten promise. I think it's pretty obvious to any candy connoiseur worth his/her salt (or sugar - ha!) that chocolate is NOT CANDY. It's its own food group all together. End of discussion.

So, back to Lent: I've been SO GOOD that I haven't even indulged on Sundays (Sundays don't count in Lent - I love loopholes!) I'd like to take a moment to point out that B's Lenten promise (not snoozing the alarm) lasted about two days. No flack from me, though - he picked a feat that would be humanly impossible for me to accomplish. Anyhow, Easter is almost upon us, and I am looking forward to my joyful reunion with candy. I'll keep you posted on the results...

UPDATE: I made it! Woot! Six weeks candy-free! I'm pretty proud of myself because I have absolutely zero self-discipline most of the time. Maybe next year I should give up not exercising regularly... Ha! Let's not kid ourselves: I love assal horizontology WAY too much. Today, I'm just going to bask in the small victories. How I've missed you, candy!

beware the ides of march.

I just got a little note from M, Pele's first momma, to say that today is Pele's birthday. He's 11 years old today. This is pretty much how Pele spent his birthday. In celebration, I'm going to give him a special birthday treat - 1/2 a can of wet food. Gag.

Happy Birthday, Pele!

33.

So, my 33rd birthday arrived on time this year, as it is wont to do, and with it my annual birthday poem from my dear friend D:

So today you find yourself at thirty three
your life has been a great journey
each wrinkle showing your age, like rings on a tree
you now only speak of sore backs and your bum knee

however there is reason to rejoice, you'll see....
you are at least half as beautiful as me
you've got yourself a man, however dumb he may be
you've got hair, that only half the time looks sill-ee
and you don't heat your apartment with the oven when it's chill-ee

I hope this day finds you extremely happy
I could not let the day go by without a poem for thee
I love you and miss you, your friend D

I love you, too, D. You made my day. :)

chloe.

This is my "niece" Chloe doing her part to help us unwrap our Christmas gifts. She's hands down the smartest dog I know.

Pele: a study.