DairyKing's Journal, 26 September 2014

Good Morning, FS Warriors! Woke up to the bleating of the alarm at 3:30, reached over and hit the Snoooooze button. Woke up 5 minutes later to the sound of a hairball being coughed up, on the window sill. Oh, yuk! Thank you so much! So, out to the kitchen to pick up the paper towels and spray disenfectant cleaner. The cat is like, "It wasn't fun for me either, Big Guy!" Well, go do it somewhere else, and have a little compassion here, OK? "Meow."

Ran about 3 miles, but the watch malfunctioned again. Had an error come up when it tried to upload the workout. I reset it to initial factory settings. Put all my profile data and preferences in it, and I'll give it a go again tomorrow. As a backup, I put the SportBand, that I used prior to getting the GPS watch, on the charger. I will wear both tomorrow and log my workout one way or another. The run was so-so. Ran at a fairly slow pace, which I seem to be doing a lot of lately. I've trained myself to run slow over the last couple months and now I'm struggling to reach the pace at which I used to be able to run, just last year.

The potluck was just OK. I am sure that the food was wonderful. However, we were the last couples to go through the line, and there wasn't much but a bunch of sugary desserts, some spaghetti in a crock pot, and some salads. DW had also made a shrimp salad and that was pretty much untouched so I tried it. It was pretty good. I ate some spaghetti, some mashed sweet potatoes (not the brown sugared marshmellowy kind) shrinmp salad, and a jello salad with bananas, cherries and pineapple. It was the least destructive of all the desserts on the table. It wouldn't bother me that the fried chicken, meatloaf, scalloped potatoes, corn and all that stuff was gone - if we hadn't watched the pigs that went before us coming back with 3 or 4 pieces of chicken and meatloaf, and heaping helpings of other stuff, all on the same plate. I don't like being judgmental, and I don't want to come off as a bleeding heart, but I was taught to get reasonable helpings and go back for seconds after everybody had gone through the line once. It doesn't work like that anymore apparently. On average, the people put 3 or 4 different desserts on a salad plate in addition to their regular plates. That just isn't right. I got plenty full, and I struggle myself with portion control, but these people put me to shame. And we talked last month about people bringing plastic bags in their purses and loading them up while they eat. None of these people went through the Great Depression, and none of them, that I know of, are destitute, so I just don't get it. Well, it is what it is.

Dropped my big baby off at the Vet this morning. I got to walk him back to the kennel they will keep him in overnight. He's like, "Are you kidding me, this is not even 1/10th the size of my home, and you're going to make me go in there?" I walked him in, and left the Vet with two bags containing his food for this evening and tomorrow morning, and a big ole dog biscuit after each meal. I'll pick him up sometime tomorrow morning. He gets an injection this afternoon, and apparently one in the morning before I pick him up. I felt like I ought to have left a teddy bear with him or something, but he's never been one to have much to do with toys. I buy them for him and he just takes them outside and leaves them there. The only toys he pays attention to are the ones you can stuff food in. Haha, guess it runs in the family. LOL!
Well, got to go back to work. Wishing everyone a wonderful weekend! Toodles!