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Vests are back "in"?

Lord help us.

I'm kinda sad today.  Just am.

Nothing a little Threadless can't fix, right?  Um, or 2?

Every summer Maggie gets a new summer 'do.  It gets pretty hot around here, and being covered in black fur doesn't help, so she gets clipped and has a sassy short cut.

Molly, however, didn't realize this happens and decided that Maggie wasn't Maggie, but a totally new dog.  She wouldn't go anywhere near Maggie when she came home, and cowered and peed on the floor like the submissive bitch she is.  In fact, it took a good 3 hours or so before Molly realized, "hey, I'm a dumbass and that's my sister!"

I'd always thought dogs' sense of smell were powerful enough to detect people and animals, but apparently not individual people and animals.  Maybe Maggie smelled more like shampoo than her usual stink.  Or maybe Molly is just that stupid.

Maggie Before & After:

So I realize that bikini season is right around the corner and, um, I haven't been to the gym in about 100 days.  I'm not obsessed about weight, but the little things like the way my arm wiggles a certain way or the way my pants are showin' my junk a little more have convinced me to at least keep track of what I'm eating so that I can spot some problem areas.  I have jumped on the Fitday bandwagon and, oh my, it is interesting.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present Exhibit A:

My first thought was that I just might have what it takes to get into sumo wrestling!  Okay, okay, the beer was a bit much, but we had so much fun!  And who can pass up the Pete's burger at the Highlander?  Not I, says the biggest bear.

After seeing this I realized that I could probably do better if I made an effort.  The next couple of days consisted of me not eating pure crap and drinking (ahem) moderately.  It actually wasn't hard, and I now know what I can or can't have depending on what else I had during the day.  So basically, I barter with myself all the time.

Exhibit B - the Barter system:

I basically had a bigger lunch for a smaller dinner, a glass of wine instead of cheese and crackers, and so on.  And I pretty much barter between days, too, so I can have one fattastically gourmet day or a 3-fer at Sweetwater, and then a day like today to make up for it. 

Frozen vegan enchilada anyone?  Ack.