My cat POOPED in my floor!

The woes of having a pet.  My cat decided to take a nice hot dump in the middle of my living room this morning with two empty litter boxes at his disposal.  When he does stuff like that it makes me wonder if he is being as a*#hole.  But according to every cat blog I've ever read, cat are not spiteful.  That is a bunch of bologna if I ever did read it.  The first two times he dropped a stinky load in my living room it was because I went out of town.  Since then he has done it about 6 more times.  My patience is starting to run thin; not to mention the shower curtain he has destroyed and the curtains that are on their last leg.  I'm not even going to talk about my mattress and couch.  Anybody want a cat?

Milestones

In the last few weeks of not blogging, I hit the 8-week anniversary of my big chop and the seven week mark on my new relationship.  Both of these events have been great for me.  My hair is growing and giving me both challenges and rewards.  My relationship is growing and getting stronger everyday.

One thing that I am most thankful about in my relationship is that through each issue that we encounter, we use it to strengthen our relationship, not hinder it.  Dating someone that listens with genuine interest, means what he says and does anything to put a smile on your face is so awesome.  I know it sounds cheesy but it has definitely gotten me through some bad days.  Knowing that your well-being is important to someone other than yourself is a feeling I cannot describe;  knowing that someone else's well-being is a priority is your life is a very humbling experience.  As the days go by, I am excited about our relationship and where it will go.   

The adult 20

Forget the freshmen 15, I have adapted a new concept called the adult 20.  It is the 20 lbs that you gain when you get absorbed in your job and every other aspect of your life and food becames as awesome as thatn45-minute cycling class used to be.  When happy hour replaces your Friday evening workout and lifting chips and salsa becomes your bicep curls.  Yes I must say I am a victim of the adult 20. 

I never thought this would happen to me.  I mean, I was THAT girl in college that lost 40 lbs in a year and worked out for fun.  I knew that working out made me feel good; I forgot that eating does also.  So now I am in the process of going to back to my undergraduate thinking.  Boy is it hard but joining the Y and taking a cycling class three times a week is a start right?