It's too effing early to be up on Saturday. But here I sit. Sweety threatened to tickle me if I didn't get out of bed so that got my ass moving. I hate being tickled. It hurts. I like to laugh on my own terms not because someone is poking the hell out of my ribs.
Tiny dog damn near broke her neck last night. I'd opened the sliding glass doors to get to their food bowl and Sweety closed it. Tiny was still on the porch and she didn't know it was closed. You have to step up one step to get in the house from the porch and she does this stretched out like a gazelle leaping thing to jump steps. She was in the full-on jump and smacked right into the glass door. When I heard the crash I thought Sweety had just slammed it really hard. She sneezed a few times and shook her head but seems to be okay this morning. She is sniffing the doorway now before she walks through it.
My new dieting strategy is to not eat so damn much at work. We have a cafeteria and my usual diet lately has been fast food breakfast on my way to work, some kind of marinated vegetable salad at work on my 15 minute break and then fast food dinner on my lunch break and then lots of crap once I get home. The past 2 days (i know 2 days isn't a lot but it is an ETERNITY for someone with NO willpower) I've kept my car from turning in for a greasy breakfast on my way to work and I've had a cup of soup on my 15 minute break and not eaten a ton at lunch. My plan is to wean myself down to the just the soup and a little sandwich while I'm at work and no more fast food.
I burnt the shit out of my tongue with yesterday's soup. It hurt to talk on the phone all day and then when I was brushing my teeth I forgot that my tongue wasn't in the best of shape and brushed it rather vigorously. I saw stars for just a second after that.
Layman was kind enough to smack me with a meme but it's too early for me to do that. It's about books so it shouldn't require too much thinking. I'll get to it sometime after I've brushed the bird's nest out of my hair.