last night, i sat in front of our dresser, the one that holds chloe's new family, and rested my head on my hands. helen was sound asleep, and the dogs and i peered in at the kittens. there they were, all squirmy and mouselike, peeping and mewing and fighting for the same nipple. pablito, shiloh nouvel, and gunther. that's what we've named them. chloe was exhausted and i gave her treats and water. she purred as i scratched her head. i told her well done, and what a feat: three perfect babies in the span of two hours. beat that.
i sat and sat until my legs went numb, and then i petted the newborns's thimble heads with my pinky.
i woke up for work in a good mood. there is such relief in knowing that the world's most incredible cat (tm) had made it through the birthing process. like a good grandmother, i uploaded today's photos for the flickr world to see. and then it was off to a day of the kind of craziness that can ensue when there is a taxfree weekend. oh, the frenzy.
even though i only had a half hour for lunch today, i still managed to squeeze in a mini workout--weights only. on busy days like this, my employers graciously provide us with lunch, which translates into grease and/or copious amounts of sugar. and so i worked out with snickers and dr pepper already in my system. oy.
and so guess what i decided while i was struggling with the simulated situps? yep. i'm going to quit the sugar altogether for awhile. wine is the only sugar allowed. (because it's good for my cholesterol!)
my new regimen will begin on monday. no really. monday. this weekend will be kinda like a tax holiday, where the rules don't apply. and i get to experience a long goodbye with my beloved chocolate.
it'll do me good to rid my body of its constant affection for sugary confections. (poetic? affection, confection. damn, i'm good.) and, there is the added bonus of my responsibility as a grandmother. should i fail in my sugarfree quest, i will disappoint a whole generation! and i would never do that.
so. after a few more chomps of chocolate ice cream, i'm done.
that's all.
fin.