Why low fat diets simply don't work:

I know you guys get sick of me harping on this, but here it is, yet AGAIN.

Dietary fat DOES NOT create body fat.

Fat is not, and has never been, the enemy. Sugar is.

Catne-gate 2010 continues

I'm still giving the cat anti-biotics and scrubbing his chin with acne wash daily. It's become so difficult that Hallie has to come over and help me now. I've had to close off every room in the house that has a door, otherwise he'll go under a bed and literally not come out for 24 hours. The idiot would rather starve than have his chin washed, apparently.

In other news, after over six months of steadfast dieting with absolutely no weight lost, I referred myself to an endocrinologist and requested a thyroid work-up. He immediately noted that I have "multinodular goiter" (bumps on my thyroid, for all you non-doctors), so I had to have an ultrasound of my thyroid gland. I also have to have some blood tests for Hashimoto's disease, but they're supposed to be fasting, and every single day, today included, I wake starving and say to myself "heck, I'll just eat breakfast today and go do the test tomorrow."

In closing, may I just say that I LOVE my Sonicare electric toothbrush. Dave and I have small arguments, when one of us goes out of town, about who gets to have the toothbrush. It's to the point where to keep the peace, we may each have to have our own toothbrush base and charging station.

That is all.

Pancho's

Yes, our friends DID bring a lot of teenagers!

Why you don't wear a long skirt on the beach....

I think I carried about 5 gallons of water plus a goodly load of sand in my hemline around with me for the rest of that day. Did I mention that cotton knit dries VERY slowly?

Cat-ne

Hallie and I just got back from five days in Cabo. Our friends had a villa at Sunset Beach for two weeks and invited us to join them for a few days. It was relaxing, but I've honestly had enough Mexico/margaritas/sand in my crack to do me for this year. So it's just as well that I'm home for the duration now.

When we got back, we noticed that sweet Mickey, our very shy and gentle tuxedo cat, had an explosion of red lumps and bumps all over his chin. The verdict from the vet--Mickey has cat acne. They had to shave his poor chin, then they popped all his zits and sent him home with a bottle of acne wash and 21 days worth of antibiotics. It's like 8th grade all over again.