No Pictures, Just Some Words

Have you been watching Downton Abbey on PBS? Because if you're not, you should be. I got sucked into it and ended up watching the whole first season on Netflix. Now I'm keeping up with the second season episodes as they air on the PBS website. It's an amazing show, pure soap opera, but classed up all British-like. 

Also recently Netflix'd: The first season of the new Sherlock Holmes. It's pretty good! I also saw the first three seasons of Breaking Bad. I resisted watching it for the longest time, but then ended up in some marathon viewing session of all that Netflix has and then buying the fourth season on Amazon. (Breaking Bad is filmed in and around Albuquerque and one of the potters at the studio worked on the crew during third and fourth season and he was so enthusiastic about it that I ended up watching.)

I've also just finished Frank Bruni's autobiography Born Round (short review: meh) which I picked up on the book exchange shelf at the Y.

Oh yeah: David, Judi and I all joined the Y together last week. Dave and I went to work out on Monday. Judi and I are going to work out tomorrow. I'll go again on Friday or Saturday with Dave. My initial fitness goals are very small: Just to build the habit up again to three times per week.

On the diet front: I dropped another two pounds last week. I'm getting a little complacent and need to tighten up on things like portion control and eating out. There were too many (three to be exact) Bob's Burger meals last week while Dave was out of town. Foot-long chile cheese dogs will be my undoing, mark my words.

And, oh yes, poor Dave had to go to Minnesota last week for business. Minnesota in the winter is no joke for someone who comes from the desert and is used to very mild winters. He actually took his heavier coat (still not that heavy), gloves and a hat, none of which he uses here in New Mexico.

Along with joining the Y, Dave and I are taking a sewing class on Thursday! It's a new year and we're setting out to learn some new skills for when the zombie apocalypse happens. Zombies need aprons and throw pillows, too, you know.

(Don't know where that zombie apocalypse thing came from. Maybe I dreamed it.)

I've also started another 100 Mug Challenge (which I mentioned about a week ago). It's different this time around than the last time I did it. This time around I'm a much more proficient thrower and handles don't scare me. It was nothing to get through the 34 I've done so far. I guess that means I probably need to think of a new challenge.

And lessee, Gray Kitty's UTI is back again, poor thing. We're giving him a pain reliever which makes it less painful for him to pee but which zonks him out a bit which means that he has to stay indoors when he's taking it which means that Saba is not happy. (The vet suggested that we try some kind of plug-in diffuser that diffuses cat phermones into their environment. It's supposed to calm them down so they don't fight so much, but all it's done so far is leak some sketchy liquid onto the bookshelves.)

I spent the weekend with the puppies next door. They are rapidly becoming less puppy-like but they still love to cuddle and have their belly scratched as they're falling asleep. I do have pictures but they're on my camera and they're very cute, but I'm too lazy to download and post them...