Been a while

I realized .. uh, earlier today, I think it was.. that I haven't posted
about myself in a while. Which, I suppose, stands to reason: we've been
so busy trying to get a house arranged, and around those plans arrange a
new car for me to drive to work, and arranging work in conjunction with
that, and trying to find money *some*where, and jeez if we get the house
there's no way we'll be able to buy any furniture to stick in it besides
the crappy apartment stuff we already have.. really, I could use a
vacation. My brain wants to explode.

Anyway, all that, and then the past two months or so have been absurdly
slow loss-wise. I've been losing consistently; in fact, I haven't had
any gains at all since a 0.4lb gain in early February. But it's been
..4, .6, .2, .4, .8.. fractions, for the most part. Altho I actually did
have my first 0 change week about a month ago. Not that it got me
anywhere, it was just an interesting thing to note.

However, this week I managed to pull off a 4.2lb loss. Don't really
know why, not really questioning it; I figure I deserve it, if nothing
else. However, it does mean I'm now officially one-third of the way to
my ultimate goal. Which isn't as exciting as two-thirds, but I'll take
it. As soon as I've lost one more pound (which I really am hoping will
be next week, because falling into slow weeks again will just irritate
me) I'll have lost 20% of my starting body mass. Which I guess is neat.
It doesn't mean much to me, but it's something I can chart, and I do
love charting.

Oh, and we had a litter of kittens this week. Stray outside cat who I
feel bad for because she got really banged up six months or so ago to
the point she couldn't walk on her right hind leg, she got pregnant (of
course) and decided to show up at our door with a kitten in her mouth
about three days after she had them. No way I could shut her out,
obviously. So they're living under my husband's nightstand (her choice,
obviously, not his) probably until they're old enough to run around
without killing themselves. Altho by that time we'll be moving into the
house, and I really am working hard on my husband to keep them, because
we'll have the space there. He wants to get rid of them because he
fears turning into the crazy people with a thousand cats in one house,
but I'm already picking out names. I really hope I win this contest,
because I wuv them very much.

Anyway, I think that's everything. Just thought I'd say hi, and I
really am still here and still going, I just don't have occasion to talk
about it much.

-Tay

415.4/333.2/170 lbs
188.4/151.1/77.1 kg
29s9.4/23s11.2/12s2

"Tayra" wrote in message
t...
I realized .. uh, earlier today, I think it was.. that I haven't posted
about myself in a while. Which, I suppose, stands to reason: we've
been so busy trying to get a house arranged, and around those plans
arrange a new car for me to drive to work, and arranging work in
conjunction with that, and trying to find money *some*where, and jeez
if we get the house there's no way we'll be able to buy any furniture
to stick in it besides the crappy apartment stuff we already have..
really, I could use a vacation. My brain wants to explode.

Anyway, all that, and then the past two months or so have been
absurdly slow loss-wise. I've been losing consistently; in fact, I
haven't had any gains at all since a 0.4lb gain in early February.
But it's been .4, .6, .2, .4, .8.. fractions, for the most part.
Altho I actually did have my first 0 change week about a month ago.
Not that it got me anywhere, it was just an interesting thing to note.

However, this week I managed to pull off a 4.2lb loss. Don't really
know why, not really questioning it; I figure I deserve it, if nothing
else. However, it does mean I'm now officially one-third of the way
to my ultimate goal. Which isn't as exciting as two-thirds, but I'll
take it. As soon as I've lost one more pound (which I really am
hoping will be next week, because falling into slow weeks again will
just irritate me) I'll have lost 20% of my starting body mass. Which
I guess is neat. It doesn't mean much to me, but it's something I can
chart, and I do love charting.

Oh, and we had a litter of kittens this week. Stray outside cat who I
feel bad for because she got really banged up six months or so ago to
the point she couldn't walk on her right hind leg, she got pregnant
(of course) and decided to show up at our door with a kitten in her
mouth about three days after she had them. No way I could shut her
out, obviously. So they're living under my husband's nightstand (her
choice, obviously, not his) probably until they're old enough to run
around without killing themselves. Altho by that time we'll be moving
into the house, and I really am working hard on my husband to keep
them, because we'll have the space there. He wants to get rid of them
because he fears turning into the crazy people with a thousand cats in
one house, but I'm already picking out names. I really hope I win
this contest, because I wuv them very much.

Anyway, I think that's everything. Just thought I'd say hi, and I
really am still here and still going, I just don't have occasion to
talk about it much.

-Tay

415.4/333.2/170 lbs
188.4/151.1/77.1 kg
29s9.4/23s11.2/12s2

Tayra

At least you are still sticking with the plan in spite of all the
stress. When my husband and I bought our first house we had no
furniture, just a mattress and box springs, a tiny desk, chair and a
bookcase a student at the high school where I worked made for me. We
put clothes in cardboard boxes, used an ice chest for a freezer and
slowly got things we needed beginning with the refrigerator. It all
works out.

I'm a sucker for kittens too. Perhaps you can find homes for some of
them.

Audrey

It sounds like you are doing quite well. Notice how all those fractions (not
to mention your big loss this week) add up to a lot over the weeks!

Congratulations on that, your new house, car and, of course, your kittens!

doug



On 4/28/06 11:25 AM, in article
, "Tayra"
wrote:

I realized .. uh, earlier today, I think it was.. that I haven't posted
about myself in a while. Which, I suppose, stands to reason: we've been
so busy trying to get a house arranged, and around those plans arrange a
new car for me to drive to work, and arranging work in conjunction with
that, and trying to find money *some*where, and jeez if we get the house
there's no way we'll be able to buy any furniture to stick in it besides
the crappy apartment stuff we already have.. really, I could use a
vacation. My brain wants to explode.

Anyway, all that, and then the past two months or so have been absurdly
slow loss-wise. I've been losing consistently; in fact, I haven't had
any gains at all since a 0.4lb gain in early February. But it's been
.4, .6, .2, .4, .8.. fractions, for the most part. Altho I actually did

have my first 0 change week about a month ago. Not that it got me
anywhere, it was just an interesting thing to note.

However, this week I managed to pull off a 4.2lb loss. Don't really
know why, not really questioning it; I figure I deserve it, if nothing
else. However, it does mean I'm now officially one-third of the way to
my ultimate goal. Which isn't as exciting as two-thirds, but I'll take
it. As soon as I've lost one more pound (which I really am hoping will
be next week, because falling into slow weeks again will just irritate
me) I'll have lost 20% of my starting body mass. Which I guess is neat.
It doesn't mean much to me, but it's something I can chart, and I do
love charting.

Oh, and we had a litter of kittens this week. Stray outside cat who I
feel bad for because she got really banged up six months or so ago to
the point she couldn't walk on her right hind leg, she got pregnant (of
course) and decided to show up at our door with a kitten in her mouth
about three days after she had them. No way I could shut her out,
obviously. So they're living under my husband's nightstand (her choice,
obviously, not his) probably until they're old enough to run around
without killing themselves. Altho by that time we'll be moving into the
house, and I really am working hard on my husband to keep them, because
we'll have the space there. He wants to get rid of them because he
fears turning into the crazy people with a thousand cats in one house,
but I'm already picking out names. I really hope I win this contest,
because I wuv them very much.

Anyway, I think that's everything. Just thought I'd say hi, and I
really am still here and still going, I just don't have occasion to talk
about it much.

-Tay

415.4/333.2/170 lbs
188.4/151.1/77.1 kg
29s9.4/23s11.2/12s2

glad you are out there, don't worry about the furniture, do without it until
you can save for what you want, and already being the crazy cat people, we
have five, furniture doesn't last anyway, Lee, who thinks you can use this a
bargaining tool with your DH
Tayra wrote in message
t...
I realized .. uh, earlier today, I think it was.. that I haven't posted
about myself in a while. Which, I suppose, stands to reason: we've been
so busy trying to get a house arranged, and around those plans arrange a
new car for me to drive to work, and arranging work in conjunction with
that, and trying to find money *some*where, and jeez if we get the house
there's no way we'll be able to buy any furniture to stick in it besides
the crappy apartment stuff we already have.. really, I could use a
vacation. My brain wants to explode.

Anyway, all that, and then the past two months or so have been absurdly
slow loss-wise. I've been losing consistently; in fact, I haven't had
any gains at all since a 0.4lb gain in early February. But it's been
.4, .6, .2, .4, .8.. fractions, for the most part. Altho I actually did
have my first 0 change week about a month ago. Not that it got me
anywhere, it was just an interesting thing to note.

However, this week I managed to pull off a 4.2lb loss. Don't really
know why, not really questioning it; I figure I deserve it, if nothing
else. However, it does mean I'm now officially one-third of the way to
my ultimate goal. Which isn't as exciting as two-thirds, but I'll take
it. As soon as I've lost one more pound (which I really am hoping will
be next week, because falling into slow weeks again will just irritate
me) I'll have lost 20% of my starting body mass. Which I guess is neat.
It doesn't mean much to me, but it's something I can chart, and I do
love charting.

Oh, and we had a litter of kittens this week. Stray outside cat who I
feel bad for because she got really banged up six months or so ago to
the point she couldn't walk on her right hind leg, she got pregnant (of
course) and decided to show up at our door with a kitten in her mouth
about three days after she had them. No way I could shut her out,
obviously. So they're living under my husband's nightstand (her choice,
obviously, not his) probably until they're old enough to run around
without killing themselves. Altho by that time we'll be moving into the
house, and I really am working hard on my husband to keep them, because
we'll have the space there. He wants to get rid of them because he
fears turning into the crazy people with a thousand cats in one house,
but I'm already picking out names. I really hope I win this contest,
because I wuv them very much.

Anyway, I think that's everything. Just thought I'd say hi, and I
really am still here and still going, I just don't have occasion to talk
about it much.

-Tay

415.4/333.2/170 lbs
188.4/151.1/77.1 kg
29s9.4/23s11.2/12s2

Stormmee wrote:

glad you are out there, don't worry about the furniture, do without it until
you can save for what you want, and already being the crazy cat people, we
have five, furniture doesn't last anyway, Lee, who thinks you can use this a
bargaining tool with your DH

We had five *before* the kittens.

Inside there's Kitty, Moira, Galileo and Seiyuu (sibs from the same
litter; the little girl thinks she's got the best voice in the world and
uses it all the time, but wow, is it awful sometimes), and Skinny. All
of them rescued, in one way or another (in the kids' case it was their
mom who had them inside to save them from being outside, and of course
we wouldn't put them out).

Then there are several cats outside who have been abandoned by neighbors
who took them in, got tired of them, and kicked them out. Fred,
Gilligan, Socks, a little grey one, and a juvenile longhaired black and
white girl-cat who I suspect got dumped because she's got a fluid pocket
in her abdominal fascia. We feed these cats, because we live in a very
cruel animal-unfriendly neighborhood (we've caught neighbors shooting
BBs at animals outside before; they thought it was hilarious when they
hit one and it yowled), and I intend to take them with us when we move,
and build them a little shelter in our yard. DH also thinks that's a
dumb idea, but he does understand my wanting to help them.

Then there's the mother and four kittens in our bedroom. The mom will
have to go back outside: she's too wild to be tame indoors. But she
could come to the house with us no problem, and I've been trying to
convince DH that the kittens can come too, altho I've left it vague as
to whether they'd be in or out. I'd prefer them in, because it's just
generally safer, and they'll be quite tame.

However, that'd be nine cats living in our house. It's a 2100sqft
house, so it's not like we'd all be on top of each other, but .. well,
he already thinks owning more than three cats makes us crazy cat people
living in filth. So I'm trying to find some way to get him attached to
these kittens before he manages to find somebody who really wants one
when I don't want to give them up. It does irritate me that he keeps
offering them when I've told him I don't want to, but at least he
usually only offers when I'm there to tell the other party he's just
kidding.

Mind you, he *does* want to get a huge dog when we move to the house.
I'm not sure why one 100lb dog is better than four 8lb cats :P

-Tay

spay/neuter and a good fence with a shelter would make it fine for them to
be outside, Lee
Tayra wrote in message
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Stormmee wrote:

glad you are out there, don't worry about the furniture, do without it
until
you can save for what you want, and already being the crazy cat people,
we
have five, furniture doesn't last anyway, Lee, who thinks you can use
this a
bargaining tool with your DH

We had five *before* the kittens.

Inside there's Kitty, Moira, Galileo and Seiyuu (sibs from the same
litter; the little girl thinks she's got the best voice in the world and
uses it all the time, but wow, is it awful sometimes), and Skinny. All
of them rescued, in one way or another (in the kids' case it was their
mom who had them inside to save them from being outside, and of course
we wouldn't put them out).

Then there are several cats outside who have been abandoned by neighbors
who took them in, got tired of them, and kicked them out. Fred,
Gilligan, Socks, a little grey one, and a juvenile longhaired black and
white girl-cat who I suspect got dumped because she's got a fluid pocket
in her abdominal fascia. We feed these cats, because we live in a very
cruel animal-unfriendly neighborhood (we've caught neighbors shooting
BBs at animals outside before; they thought it was hilarious when they
hit one and it yowled), and I intend to take them with us when we move,
and build them a little shelter in our yard. DH also thinks that's a
dumb idea, but he does understand my wanting to help them.

Then there's the mother and four kittens in our bedroom. The mom will
have to go back outside: she's too wild to be tame indoors. But she
could come to the house with us no problem, and I've been trying to
convince DH that the kittens can come too, altho I've left it vague as
to whether they'd be in or out. I'd prefer them in, because it's just
generally safer, and they'll be quite tame.

However, that'd be nine cats living in our house. It's a 2100sqft
house, so it's not like we'd all be on top of each other, but .. well,
he already thinks owning more than three cats makes us crazy cat people
living in filth. So I'm trying to find some way to get him attached to
these kittens before he manages to find somebody who really wants one
when I don't want to give them up. It does irritate me that he keeps
offering them when I've told him I don't want to, but at least he
usually only offers when I'm there to tell the other party he's just
kidding.

Mind you, he *does* want to get a huge dog when we move to the house.
I'm not sure why one 100lb dog is better than four 8lb cats :P

-Tay