catheroominations

Matte and I have been trying to get out and walk a few times around the block after work. We’re not walk-like-there’s-a-stick-up-your-butt-while-swinging-your-arms-wildly types. We just stroll briskly, drooling over the houses we wish we owned, catching up on the fascinating events of our day.

Last night as we were finishing our second time around the block, Matte mentioned how much he enjoys our new ritual: “I like our walks. It gives us a chance to talk…er…a chance for me to listen to you talk.”

What is it about The Biggest Loser? Tonight’s episode is a reunion of sorts, where former Losers check-in at the scales to see if they’ve kept the weight off. One Loser is going to propose to his girlfriend (also a Loser). A marriage proposal does not make me cry. Not on this show. On this show, it’s the formerly obese individuals talking about what they overcame. I cry tears of joy for these people because I am proud of them. As someone who has struggled with their weight for 20-something years, I cry because these people inspire me. If they can lose 70, 100, 160 pounds, surely I can lose 10 or 20, or even 30. Can’t I?

Dammit, I want to be a loser.

**UPDATE** OK, the boy Loser proposed. His girlfriend got on the scale to show us if she’s kept the weight off, and instead of a number coming up, it was a message from him, professing his love for her.
And yeah, I’m crying. Jeez.

Yesterday I received an email with a link to our company newsletter. The email included a call for stories:

“You are welcome to send your comments, news, personal and business travel experiences, and newborn children to name@emailaddress.com“

Happy Birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear me-e, happy birthday to me.

Thank you to everyone who sent me a virtual gift for my birthday. I got some lovely, wonderful things, which I will show you right now.

First, my most favoritist gift I received was from my sister. Just a day before I received it I mentioned to Matte that I hoped someone would (virtually) give it to me. And Suzie did. She gave me this:

Jasper. My little man. If I could have anything make-believe, it would be to have him back. (sniff)

You guys have some amazing imaginations, and apparently wallets full of fake money to shower me with some lovely gifties. Those are the best kind of friends to have! It’s a good thing I am not Buddhist, because otherwise I would have had to turn down all of these possessions. Oh, and while we’re pretending, let’s pretend that I am a size 4 and have big(ger) boobs and perfect hair. OK. Now the party can start.
keep reading Catheroo’s Not-Quite-Yet-40th Birthday

Y’all have just two more days to shower me with virtual birthday gifts. The deadline is Friday the 24th and I’ll be opening them on Saturday the 25th, my actual birthday. If you want to come to the party, please email me a jpg or a description of the gift you would like to give me. You can sing me a song, or recite poetry and send me a YouTube link, if you’d like. My email address is catheroo (at) gmail (dot) com. If you usually lurk, please be sure to include your blog address. Everyone who comes to my virtual party gets a jaunty party hat, and some linky love. (Wow. I almost typed linky with a ‘k’ and that would have meant a whole different kinda party.)

By the way, I’m super easy to shop for. Especially when it’s a pretend gift, and it’s FREE!

…but tonight on my way home from work, I spotted a guy in a green Volvo pulling out of the gas station with the pump’s nozzle still attached and the hose dragging behind him. I started to follow him so I could tell him that he had unknowingly left Exxon with a souvenir (an expensive one at that, I’m guessing). Actually, I followed him to capture photographic evidence of his intelligence, but he sped off, perhaps trying to disengage the unwanted stowaway.

Seriously. Dude. I know gas prices are high, but even so, you should still be able to afford to pay attention.

By the way, my lovely readers (all three of you) you only have until Friday to send me virtual birthday presents (see item #5 here). Just a friendly reminder, you know. BECAUSE MY BIRTHDAY IS SATURDAY. Please send jpegs or descriptions of extravagant, thoughtful, cheesy, and fabulous gifts you would like to give me. You can send them to me (catheroo) at gmail dot com. Oh, and so far I received one virtual present that might just take the cake.