Sunday, May 18, 2025

West Again

We took Geoff and Toffee with us today out to Front Royal, Strasburg, and new to us, Winchester. We wanted to show him the downtowns, and drive by a couple houses. There was an open house at one place we drove by, so Geoff and I went in and Doug walked the dog. Not the house for us, I'll be honest. 

Winchester is a super fun town, with a downtown pedestrian only area full of restaurants and shops. We parked easily on a side street and strolled over to the Broken Window Brewing Company. Initially Doug had suggested we stop in Strasburg at the Box Office Brewery but I told him if we did that, we'd never make it to Winchester. 

Glad we did. No one was at the brewery, the dog was welcome inside and that was nice. We got to know the beertender Kyle, and had a pretty splendid time. We ordered delivery from a pizza shop, and it was fantastic. I had one piece and 2 giant chicken tenders. Surprised by my really decent blood sugar at bedtime tonight. 

Still a lot to look at and think about. Doug has added Martinsburg WV to his towns to look at list. Some really nice listings there and the prices are super low compared to Winchester. 

A good day all except the sitting and not getting steps, but I knew that would be the case. I didn't push it after we got home to do 4000 steps at 8pm and did not feel like going to the gym. That's okay. We'll make things up tomorrow. 

Small emergency at work at about 10pm so I helped out with that since my buddy tagged me in the messaging. Normally I'm not on ER/emergency kind of level of help anymore (which is nice but also I hate watching from the sidelines sometimes). We got everything buttoned up that we needed to and tomorrow morning will dive in earnestly to getting things fixed. 

Digits below. But look at my good dog inside at the brewery (waiting for pizza crust!)




digits

exercise: 8/12 hours.  Lost out on 11am, 2pm (not sure how on that one), and 5 and 6pm. Mostly because in the car. One measurable walk for a solid 11 min./.36 miles; 7500+ steps by bedtime (didn't feel like going for a walk after we got home) 

blood glucose:

8:30am: 112
n/a
11pm: 109

food:
coffee/water
8:30am: phentermine; met+glip
10:30am: turkey sandwich on 647 bread
4pm: slice of pizza and 2 giant chicken fingers, 2 beers; met+glip
8pm: ramekin of mixed nuts tossed w/kettle corn (think cracker jack, but better!)
9:30pm: jardiance

Saturday, May 17, 2025

Recital and Walking

My friend H had a piano recital today. We were thinking of going west to show Geoff the area out there but I'd promised him I'd go. If it was a 10am recital, that'd be great. But no. 1:45pm. 

That's okay, I think the plan is that we'll go west tomorrow. We don't want to go next weekend, it's Memorial Day, Geoff is working, and we just do not want to deal with traffic. But maybe it'd be a good idea to go and see how crowded town gets in Front Royal, Winchester, Strasburg? 

We really want Geoff to get the vibe out there. Soon enough. 

The recital was good. H has come a long way. He did his own arrangement of two songs that he thought sounded good together, made a kind of bridge between them and an outro that echoed the first song. The kid is amazing. The other kids were great too. There is a family with three kids, and the oldest one is just simply amazing. He plays violin and piano and they always save him for last because he's rather inspirational. His younger two siblings are not too shabby either. 

One boy played the drums and sang. His teacher played along on guitar. The song choice was "Roxanne" by the Police. It's kind of funny to listen to a rather young human sing the lyrics to that song with his not yet voice changed high notes on the Roxanne. Another kid played "Accidentally in Love" by Counting Crows and he did such a good job playing guitar and singing at the same time. Once the kids get to a certain level, they're allowed to start picking rock songs if they want. I was sitting there thinking of H performing "Philosophy" or "Narcolepsy" by Ben Folds. Not sure if he can sing and play at the same time. I should ask S. 

Doug mowed the lawn, showered and napped while I was gone. I tried to nap while he was out walking Toffee but Geoff yelled to me to let me know dinner was ready. Thanks. I ... could have eaten when I woke up but okay. 

After I ate I took a walk, burn off that pasta sugar! I was about to turn one way when I felt it starting to rain, so I diverted and came back. I would have gotten that last 1500 step count in if it didn't start raining on me. So I got it in at the end of the third period of the Stars/Jets hockey game, and got back just in time for overtime. 

Up to the little free library and back down, just past my house to the next corner, cross the street, turn around, come back. Pretty much 1500 steps. Perfect to cap the day off. I was surprised to see so many people out walking at 10:30pm. It had cooled off from being in the upper 80s during the day, so perhaps that was the attraction. Night time strollers all of us.

Quiet day overall. I need to go through my pictures from Monday that I took on our little group outing in DC for work. Too tired to do it tonight. Digits! Below!








digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  One long walk, 20 min/1.06 miles and an end of night walk to get the last 1500 steps, 11 min./.5 miles. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9:15am: 114
5pm: 130
10pm: 111

food:
coffee/water
9:15am: phentermine. met+glip
11am: English muffin w/pb and bonnie maman's cherry preserves
5:30pm: bowl of a creamy/cheesy pasta dish Geoff discovered w/broccoli and mushrooms. Met+glip
8pm: ramekin of mixed nuts
10pm: jardiance

Friday, May 16, 2025

Almost A Houseguest

All of my teammates who left yesterday have made it home. We had a meeting, and we're back on Slack chatting, just like old times. 

Except one. 

My buddy B decided to spend an extra night here so he could enjoy some DC yesterday. He went to the airport this morning and then sat on his airplane for ... 4 hours. 

They offboarded them at 4pm. He messaged me and I told him he could stay here, we'd keep him until tomorrow if no flights were available. But he managed to work with the travel department for our job, and they rebooked onto a 6pm flight.  

He messaged me at 8pm. Everyone was freaking out all around him, because somehow - their flight left without any passengers. 

Gone.

No one knew what was going on. Now, my buddy is 30. He's very sweet and gentle. He is a sweet summer child from St. Louis, and I am a momma bear. So I adore him and hate to see him come to any stress or harm. I don't know how many times in the last 3 years he's been on a zoom call with me crying through something bad (personal or work related). but I'm there for him at all times. 

I've changed the bed sheets in the guest room. I've tidied up the bathroom and kitchen. Dishwasher is running. 

Ooops. Flight didn't leave without them. Gate changed and no one working at the airport knew what the hell was happening. 

They were suddenly all swept into a line very quickly and put on a plane. He repeatedly asked the flight attendants "Are you sure this flight is going to St. Louis, because I think people may be a little confused around here." 

They assured him ... yes. St. Louis. 

He texted me at 11pm to tell me he made it, it was a horrible violent flight. But he was home. 

Sad to not have him as a house guest tonight but very happy he made it home. I also realized we didn't get any nice pictures together. Hopefully next visit. 

My sister and her husband also were flying today, down to Ronnie's nephew's graduation in New Orleans. They were delayed repeatedly, and Lin texted me to let me know they landed. AND the bonus extra hour for being in central time was her reward. 

I didn't take any pictures today. We had horrible weather aat 5pm, so I rescued Geoff from work and when we got home the sun was out. So weird. 

But the picture I'm sharing today is from linda, from her hotel. 223 comes back again. Digits below. Because of all the B drama, I didn't go to the gym like I thought I would, but I did get a short walk. 


digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  15 min dog walk, .73 miles; 7k+ steps by bed.

blood glucose:

8am: 113
4:30pm: 151
10:30pm: 111

food:
coffee/water
8am: phentermine
9am: met+glip
9:45am: english muffin w/ pb & low sugar j
1pm: 3 "kitchen sink" cookies from the grocery store
5pm: met+glip
6pm: one cheeseburger w/no roll; bacon/tomato/mayo kind of a salad
9:30pm: jardiance
no beer/wine/alcohol

Thursday, May 15, 2025

Gold Star Balloon Day

This was the last day of our in-office responsibilities. They weren't mandatory attendance things, but, living so close to the office I felt like I had no excuse to beg off and not go. Almost everyone came in. We have new team mates that we've never met in person. So I felt compelled. Drawn. Wanting to be there. 

My work bestie RC lives in Baltimore and she was going to come down for some of these meetings. There was a giant fire in the city that shut down the train lines on Tuesday. And then Wednesday she had a day of other obligations. Today, she made it! 

So happy to have time with my bestie to chat, catch up, walk around the neighborhood, go to Starbucks, laugh at stuff. Catching her up on some drama at work and stuff, chats I had with some folks, and the whole thing... it was good to connect. 

We were walking down the street and a balloon came around the corner and attacked us. I asked her to take my picture. Then I let it go again. I cropped this picture down to make it square, but I do want to say when I left the house my hair was wonderfully curled and amazing. Less than 3 hours in DC humidity and boom. Nothing. Ha. 


Folks began leaving, flying home after days of activities. I scheduled two station meetings for 3pm and 4pm, and it kept me busy. I got to keep working while they got to move along.  

RC left around 2 to head home to Baltimore. And I miss everyone already. 

It's kind of funny, I was talking to one of my colleagues who stayed at a hotel one block from the office, and he said it was a real joy to come in at 8:30 every day, leave, go walk around the city, go out to dinner with other colleagues, grab a beer at the very favorite brewery around the corner, and be back in the hotel in bed by 9:30! No commute! 

I had my commute, and it was a challenge each day in different ways. Today the train rides were both super easy, so that was a gift. And I was going to walk to the metro AND walk back, but Doug offered to drive me down so I accepted that. I did walk back though. And it was DC hot and humid, reminding me of how miserable it will be soon. 

To think, we used to do this every damn day. I'm so relieved I do not have to do this on a regular basis. RC and I talked about how we should make a date once or twice a month to come into the city and be together. She is a big germ phobic and was incredibly anxious about being in a place that was "too peopley" like the train, so she wore a mask, and she hated people talking loud on the phone. She wished she had her emotional support stuffed animal to curl up into and scream... but she made it. 

At the office, we landed in a cube together and someone asked why we were crammed in there together. It just seemed natural, we were talking and looking over things together and ... why do that with a divider between us? Someone else said "I really miss the way you two talk to each other, you are cracking me up." 

It's true. We are fun and funny. 

Tomorrow I go back to normal, we all go back to normal. Remote work, bare feet, a dog snuggled up to my thigh, walking around outside instead of doing my 250 steps on the fifth floor. 

Here's me and the bestie. Digits below!


digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  A couple measurable walks but the big one was the walk home from the metro. 20 min/.93 miles; 13k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

7am: 82
n/a
10:30pm: 118

food:
coffee/water
7am: phentermine
8:15am: met+glip
10am: some hash browns with onions and peppers; a couple bites of some sort of a frittata which ... was not good (sadly! our cafe usually has wonderful food but this was tasteless and bland).
1:45pm: bowl of ground turkey "bahn mi" bowl, tiny amount of rice, a lot of turkey, veggies, pretty good
5:30pm: met+glip
7:30pm: left over potato salad from the other day w/left over kielbasa diced up
9:30pm: jardiance
no alcohol/beer/wine

Wednesday, May 14, 2025

Blistery Toe

And the final busy day of the conference comes to an end. Big meetings, big discussions, and some big fun too. 

I had a double whammy today of the busiest day of the conference topped with a night out at a fundraising gala with S. It is always a super fun fundraiser, I've gone three times now. They have a feature where they have kids working with DC chefs and they make these wonderful things that we all get to judge. 

My favorite one was the goat cheese with basil on a crostini, with pickled strawberries and a balsamic vinaigrette glaze. It sounds wild, but it was absolutely amazing. 



Got home super late, tired, dead Fitbit so I know I got 10k overall but the reading is 8k. Oh well. Gotta remember to charge the damn thing! 

Here's a picture of me with S and Nikki who runs the community garden at an elementary school in DC. We volunteered to help get the garden set up a couple years ago with my sister, Spicy V, and another couple of guster fans who joined in with us. She remembered us, and the hug that I got from her. Amazing. I want to take a day and go down and work with her again before it gets too Summer in these parts. But that's right when the garden gets rocking! 

Off to bed. Once more to the office tomorrow and then I don't have to do this again... for a super long time! 


digits

exercise: 9/12 hours.   Hours lost during meetings/sessions: 10am, 1pm, and 4pm. Fitbit battery died around 8pm so my measured steps today only show about 8k. Got home and charged up. A better steps day tomorrow.

blood glucose:

7am: 101
n/a
11:30pm: 69

food:
coffee/water
7am: phentermine
7:45am: met+glip
9am: 3 pieces of bacon/2 sausage patties (thank you work cafeteria!) 
12:30pm: chicken piccata, broccoli, a spot of orzo
6pm: met+glip
gala food - lots of shrimp and pineapple on skewers, a little bit of pasta, shrimps, broccoli, alfredo sauce, wine
9:45pm: jardiance

Tuesday, May 13, 2025

And Did It Rain

My goodness. Did it rain today.

I got up early, and it was absolutely pouring. I got to the metro by 8:30 thanks to a lovely ride from Doug. And waited 20 minutes for the train, with about a million other people. Signal failure at a station 2 south of us. I pondered just going up top and calling an Uber but I saw what the traffic was. I'd risk it. A 20 minute trip will obviously take a lot longer. That's okay. 

Thankfully I do not need to do this regularly, again I say thankfully. I listened to people calling into their offices that they were going to be late, etc etc. I slacked my team, and took a picture of all the humans on the platform and the countdown to arrival ticker saying 10 more minutes...

I arrived at work just in time for the 9:30 meeting our team was having, it hadn't started cooking just yet. So I didn't feel bad. And I wasn't the only one late, also thanks to the Metro. 

We had a good meeting, and then clients started rolling in. We had lunch, a big keynote, "break out" rooms, and dinner. I didn't have any of the wine or beer because the food options for dinner weren't very filling or good for carbs. So I avoided what probably would have been a drunkening if I dove in like I wanted to. 

It was a good day, filled with lots of talks, and face to face time with clients and my colleagues. My right hand man and his boss sat at a table with me, and we went through tickets talking about them and who was taking what, and just going over the historical details of the ask. 

My colleague's boss said "wow, this is really nice, sitting together and doing this at a table. So productive." I said "you live in Chicago so we're not going to make you move back here, but we should maybe make a point to once every couple weeks set up a zoom and rip into some of these issues together. Either that or we all start coming back to the office. Ha. Never."

At about 8pm I was done. I was in a the middle of a good discussion about Spanish Translation of articles with one of my favorite people from our Miami client and another work bestie who likes to get into good trouble with me. I noticed the time and said "ugh. I still have to go home." 

We kiss kissed bye bye and I headed out in the POURING rain to the metro. I texted Doug and Geoff and Geoff met me at the station. 

He made chorizo quesadillas for dinner and that just was not appetizing to me. Appreciate the effort but that's spicy and greasy and no. To be honest, tired means nothing is appetizing to me. But I knew I needed to eat. So I made a pbj sammitch and opened a bottle of wine. Seemed like the thing to do. 

Feet up, hockey on, cuddling with my dog who missed the hell out of me all day and I have to say, I too missed her. 

Tomorrow is another exceptionally long day because I agreed to go to S's fundraiser for her non-profit that she's on the board for. It's for kids and you know I'm a sucker for kids and trying to make their lives brighter. So look at me. I'll be fancy. But it will be so late when I get home. I thought about driving in, but if I do, I have to make it back across town to get the car to go home. Although... I could maybe just leave it at the work garage overnight?

Nah. I'll metro. Just gotta get up early, get dressed, be ready to be pretty for the evening thing. 

No picture today but digits below.






digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Several walks of distance, but I only actually tracked one on the fitbit, 8 min/.4 miles. 12k+steps by bedtime.

blood glucose:

7am: 123
n/a
11pm: 117

food:
coffee/water
7am: phentermine
8am: met+glip
12:30pm: 1/2 Turkey BLT (ate some of the roll)
2pm: 1/2 chicken salad wrap
5pm: met+glip
6:30pm: some sushi, vegetarian gyoza, spinach artichoke dip (not a substantial dinner)
8:30pm: pb&low sugar j on 647 bread
10pm: jardiance
white wine

Four Times Into The Breach

(Entry from yesterday I forgot to publish)

Big meeting week at work means I head into the city like it is The Before Times. Four whole times this week. Pray for me. How did I used to do this.

Today we had a small team gathering. 

Tomorrow a mandatory full team 9am meeting. Clients and folks start arriving, keynote at lunch, meetings. Meetings. Meetings. Some fun squozed in there somewhere I am sure. 

Wednesday is the full biggest day of meetings and my volunteer ass will be wayfinding, microphone running, being friendly. Possibly one in person meeting with a very unhappy client (my manager is meeting with her and asked me to come with, maybe). 

Thursday the clients have a day to themselves but we're still required to come in for another full team meeting, a "decompress," a "what went well what didn't" kind of discussion with brunch. 

And I may leave right after and head home if I don't feel like being in the office. I may have my absolute fill of going to DC for four days at that point. 

I also find I don't get a lot of work done when I'm in the office. I get so much more work done here. And by Thursday I'll be way behind things. 

The team outing was such a good time. My colleague J put together a really fun excursion for us. We had lunch, then we went down tot he Hirshhorn Museum where we enjoyed the exhibits a lot, and then over to the Botanical Garden. We are all incredibly different, but also really like each other and care about each other. J is selling his condo in DC and it hasn't been moving. The market sucks. He went on vacation and decided to take it off the market and rent it and the day he decided to do that found a new co-worker looking for a long term (1-3 years) lease. 

We talked about letting go of dreams and just finding a path to something possibly unexpected and having the dream come true. 

Now he needs to find a new place in his new city of choice. 

H is building a house and she and her husband are having a wonderful time picking and planning. 

E lives in Colorado and by day is a support manager, by night a rock star. An actual rock star. We talked about that side of her career and how it is going. 

And our boss' dad had emergency heart surgery that morning in Boston. So far, so good, doing well. He said that his brother is there, monitoring the situation, taking care of mom and he'll be going up for the weekend and working from there. 

I walked 7 miles. My feet are killing me. 

I have tons of pictures. None of the botanical garden, though. 

We got back to the office and H and I got together with B from St. Louis, who flew in that afternoon. We had a lovely catch up at the brewery by our office, and it was really packed. The line was out the door. A combination of Trivia night and a policeman's conference of some sort happening where our favorite little watering hole became the place to be in the NOMA area. I was going to order dinner but passed and decided to eat at home. 

I walked back from the metro, too. So many steps today!

Here's a shot of me in the Laurie Anderson: Four Talks exhibit. I could have spent hours here, reading every word. Digits below.


digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.   Four distinct and measurable walks, 2 walking to/from the metro. 2 in DC from the office to the restaurant and the Hirshhorn to the Botanical Gardens. 17k steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 128
n/a afternoon reading
11pm: 92

food:
coffee/water
9am: phentermine
10:15am: met + glip
10:45am: pb& low sugar j on 647 bread
1pm: 3 lovely steak tacos on flour tortillas
6pm: 2 beers at the brewery; met+glip. Was going to order something for dinner but the line was so long!
8pm: bowl of pasta w/ chicken, tomatoes, mushrooms
10:30pm: jardiance

Monday, May 12, 2025

quick note

 All weekend long I didn't feel like picking up the laptop and writing. So here's a quick wrap up of the weekend. 

Saturday we did nothing much. Doug mowed the lawn. I did some house work. I got a short indoor walk in for 15 min but didn't take a real walk. It was a zero day. Felt good. I even took a nap. 

Sunday we went to see my friend Tim perform at a brewery.  He has a ton of original material, but also does a lot of covers. This was a covers show, and he took requests from the 10 of us in the audience yelling out what we wanted to hear. We know Tim through the Guster fan circles and he's what I would call official "Gus Fam" for me. Doug even went with me, which was nice.  

If you have a friend who is a musician or artist, go support them in their craft. These are hard times where creators are being crushed by technology, AI, and buried in the algorithms. Be their audience and the thing that gives them energy and makes them feel alive. 

A lot of hockey, including seeing the most amazing finish to a game in history where the Vegas Golden Nights showed up to play in the last minute of the game and scored 2 goals in the last 49 seconds to force overtime, and then they won. It was sick. I couldn't believe I was seeing it. Kind of the hockey version of "28-3" from the Patriots in the Super Bowl. 

anyway.

Real entry coming later tonight. I kept my digits but I'm not going to log them here. Just wanted to let anyone who wondered where I was for two whole days know I'm alright! Just lazy! 

As for the photos, I wish I caught Tim without the mic stand in front of his face. And the group shot, Henry wanted us to all make crazy faces for a shot (don't all 10 year olds want that?) so I did, but no one else did, so. A rather decent group photo ruined by me and Hen! 


Friday, May 09, 2025

$12.00 worth of our favorite person

Had a bit of fun tonight with S and going out to the 9:30 club in DC. Always such a joy to go see live music, and enjoy someone we mutually adore together. Like Guster or Ben Folds, and here with Amythyst Kiah.  She opened for a band neither of us know, Larkin Poe. 

It's funny because some people don't come for the opener and they just show up for the main act. To be honest, I always feel bad for them, especially in this case. To see Amythyst perform, hear the power in her voice. She's just so incredibly good - I cannot recommend her enough. Anyone getting there late and missing her is poorer for it.

Then there is the other side of the coin, when people come for the opener and leave. A few years back S and I went to see AK open for Josh Ritter. I only knew a couple Josh Ritter songs, but he'd opened for Guster the August beforehand and I loved him so was happy to go see him with his full band. And with AK opening, two of the finest songwriters around. Such a joy. 

There were women sitting next to us who got up after AK was done and they left. They.... left! They said "enjoy the next guy," and I was surprised they were leaving. "Oh we only came for Amythyst. We're not interested in Josh Ritter."

Well. 

Pay tickets for full price to leave after 1/3 of the show is over. Okay? At least stay for a couple songs? At least stay until he plays "Kathleen," maybe? 

Their loss - he and his band were phenomenal. 

S and I took the metro into DC and went to a brewery where the food is pretty good. Only tonight it was not. Sorely disappointed by the food and service. S spent dinner (no fault of hers!) trying to get her 2 tickets she purchased on StubHub transferred to her Ticketbastard account and it was not working. So she got to their support and got nowhere. Doors at 6pm. it is 6:15. I'm thinking no problem, doors at 6pm mean AK goes on at 7?  So I went to StubHub, and bought us 2 tickets for $12 each compared to the $108 she spent on 2 tickets. She ended up telling them she wanted a refund and they said she'd get one. 

Good. 

We headed over, got in line, got inside, 6:15 and AK was into her third song. The fuck? Doors at 6 and AK starts at 6? I asked at the door and they said "with early shows it's this way. I said there was no indication that this was the case, if it said Doors at 5, and AK starts at 6. 

Lady, DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND WE ARE ONLY HERE FOR THE OPENER? And we are missing her. 

We didn't miss her all the way, we got our good dose of Amythyst and afterward she went to the Merch table and we were able to say hello.

"Have I met you before?" she asks. 

Yes. like. Four other times yes. Hi. She laughed. So fun. She is so genuine and sweet and kind. I look forward to seeing her again in a headlining situation, and on time. 

S and I decided we were not interested in seeing Larkin Poe after all. We were mad because we had to fight with technology, and we got our $12 worth of AK. 

So we became those people who leave after the opener. And I was super okay with that. 

Around the corner we went to a nice looking bar. No food, no wait staff, you had to order at the bar and they slapped a 22% gratuity on the tab. The fuck? We did all the work. Busing our own table, bringing our own drinks over. Jesus that's crap. Glad S caught it because she added another 20% onto her tab (they leave the blank tip line on the receipt for those of us dumb enough to miss the fact we've already paid 22%.) 

She filled out the other receipt that says customer copy and on the tip line she put "you charged me already!" 

We headed to the Metro, she was feeling hungry and we thought about stopping in Silver Spring but went up to the end of our line to the metro stop right by her house. Her husband and her son H came out to join us, hilariously. We had a wonderful finishing up of the night. 

Let's say it wasn't perfect with how we had to fight with technology and I hope to hell she gets her money back from StubHub, but I'm glad we got to see AK and have time to sit and talk and catch up because that was the best part of it all. 

Home tired, ready for bed. Good night!  Digits below!








digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.   No measured exercise but we did walk around the streets of DC. 10k+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:30am: 123
4pm: 118
11:45pm: 145

food:
coffee/water
8:30am: Phentermine
10am: met+glip
10:45am: roast beef and colby jack on 647 bread; couple spoonfuls of potato salad
4:45pm: pb&low sugar J on 647 bread (while waiting for my friend... hungry!) Met+Glip
5:30pm: fried chicken sandwich on brioche, small side salad, cheese curds, beer
7pm-8:30pm: a couple glasses of wine 
after 9:30pm: some spicy egg roll things, a few slices of square pizza; 2 High Noon seltzers
11:45pm: jardiance

Thursday, May 08, 2025

Shit Sherpa

You know I love our dog, I have loved all our dogs. The one thing I sometimes hate is being a responsible human being and picking up their poop. Especially if we are a mile from the house on a walk. Carrying the bag of poo is not fun. 

And it is tacky as hell to drop your poop in someone's trash barrel. It's just very uncool. So I see why people don't pick up after their dogs. They're assholes, yeah. But I understand it. 

Since I've been walking a lot more, sometimes I like to just go by myself, solo. No dog means no stopping every couple feet to sniff things, or pee, or ... poop. I can put in a lot of steps in 30 minutes. But Toffee does love a walk, and Doug didn't go tonight. He thought it was about to start raining. But I needed my steps and it was too late in the evening to go to the gym. 

I took Toffee with me. 

While Dahlia was still here I ordered these little things to attach to the harnesses to carry the poop bags. They arrived after Dahlia got adopted, and I forgot to put hers in the box to send to her family. But I use Toffee's every day. I have to tighten her harness (as mentioned, girl dropped some pounds) but it's kind of nice that the little dealie just stays on her harness, you attach the poo bag to it, and they get to carry their own crap. 

Makes taking a walk much more enjoyable. 

We have two parks at either end of our neighborhood where there are trash containers to drop the bags off, and usually I will go a little out of my way to go to either one of them, depending on where we are. Tonight we just walked, it was buggy out and I figured going to the park would be extra buggy. 

Toffee looked super cute tonight, so I got a pic of her with her baggie. It's so heavy, it pulls the handle over all the way to the side. That's a big ole poo. sigh. 

At least I don't have to carry it, and she's adorable.

Tomorrow I'm going to DC to a concert with S. It's so funny because we were so stoked to buy these tickets forever ago. And then all of a sudden, it's time. I find I suck going out on weekdays, and even Friday nights are a challenge. 

Boston based comedian Joe Fenti did this video and I felt it. Deeply in my heart and soul. Make sure you watch the whole thing all the way to the end because this is so valid. So completely valid. And true! 

But we will have a great time, I know it. We're both bailing from work early because the venue doors are at 6 and we would like to be down front. Or up on the second floor on the rail. We'll see how that goes. Dinner beforehand and a nice night out. Her son is super mad that we're going to a concert without him, but he'll survive. Sometimes you gotta let mom have a night off! 

Anyway. Here's a picture of Toffee and her Turd Bag. Digits below! 


 digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  30 min/1.38 miles (should have been at least 1.5 but the dog factor slowed me down). 10k+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 111
5:30pm: 158
10:45pm: 104

food:
coffee/water
9am: phentermine
10am: met+glip
11:30am: bowl of mac & cheese w/hamburger
3pm: several chunks of grilled chicken from last night
5:30pm: met+glip
6:30pm: 2 pork chops by geoff in a bourbon maple sauce
8:45pm: 3 celery sticks w/pb
10pm: jardiance