September 19th, 2007

Halloween Cat

Yaaar, Maties!

It be Talk Like A Pirate Day, and for once I remember (thanks, fenchurche). Not that I'll likely do much piratical talking at work, mind, but it's nice to remember in advance and not well after the fact.

rahirah is quite sick, and I hope she feels better before this afternoon, when we go shop for kitchen stuff - not to mention she's going to pick up Sam, who underwent his surgery yesterday and is, according to the vet, awake, aware, and doing fine. Whew! We shall see how it goes. He'll be wearing the usual cone when he gets home, and knowing the moving cyclone of disaster Sam can be without a cone around his head, this should be interesting. Anyway, I hope my sweetie feels better. I'm the sick one around here, it's very disconcerting when she's down for the count!

As for me, I have one more week in this boot, and I'll be glad to get rid of it; it's starting to bother me when I'm sleeping, so for the last two nights I've shed it so I can get some sleep. I realized some of the pain I was having from the last two weeks was after the dressing was changed - my skin is so sensitive that the tight gauze has irritated it, and pulling it off and replacing it with new was causing yet more irritation. The skin was raw and red, so I changed the dressing myself and put on a lot of lotion, let it air for a while, then used antiseptic cream over the whole. Much better this time. The surgery area itself seems fine, toes wiggle, all that good stuff.

I realized I haven't been writing at all. I've been diddling with edits on Book Two, but not actually WRITING anything. I hope to use a prompt from nanomowhinging to get my game back on.

Our new temp at work asked if he could read my book. I told him "vampire romance," he answered with the "oh, glutted market," I agreed, and we got to talking. He said he doesn't like TV much, but he enjoyed Serenity, then when I said I'd liked Firefly quite a lot, he asked if I were a Browncoat. Ah ha! Only fellow fen, even in the closet, would know THAT term.

Gak, it's already 6. Where does the morning go?

I am terrified to get back on the scale when this boot comes off. I should take it off and weigh in, anyway. I made a deal with sillymagpie to actually lose some weight before Halloween (and therefore, Thanksgiving and Christmas) - we can do it!