Tuesday

208.2 this morning, up 1.2 pounds from yesterday.  I had 2 pieces of pizza last night at fire drill.  I should have only had one, but even then, I'd probably have a gain.  My weight's been going down really fast in the last week or so, and that *never* lasts long without a bump up.  My future life is going to have the occasional piece of pizza in it.  Shoulda had only one piece though...

I was tempted to skip posting today because of my slip last night, but I don't plan on being one of those people that disappears when things aren't good.  I'll may stop posting (so often) when I get to goal though!!

I'm new to reading Allan's blog.  I can see why some people love him and some hate him, but I come back every day to read because it's interesting! He creates controversy, reminding me of the old saw about the news - if it bleeds, it leads.  I agree with about half of what he says, but since I'm not here to read only people who think exactly like me, it doesn't bother me when I don't agree with him.  It doesn't make it any less interesting.

I read Jillian's post yesterday and stopped dead at the picture of her new doggy.  What a cutie pie!  It brought back all my desires to get another dog.  Here's the story...

I adopted 2 rescue dogs at the same time in fall 2008.  One old, one young.  The older dog passed last spring, and Maggie has been alone since.  I thought about adopting another dog from the rescue organization, and test-kept 2 dogs for a few days (not at the same time!).  Both turned out to be nightmare escape artist chicken eaters, so they went back.  Here I am near 276, my heaviest in summer 2009, feeding Maggie blueberries from my blueberry bushes.

She's got a good doggy life.  While I'm away, she gets about 1/2 acre to roam in the yard inside an invisible fence.  There are dogs next door and people walking by on the street that she can keep track of, so she isn't tremendously bored, other than being alone.  I visit the shelters and get close to adopting another dog, but then hesitate.  It's a lot of work training a new dog, and a whole new set of opportunities for something major to go wrong or get ruined, and double the money for food and meds.  Hm, come to think of it, maybe I'll wait...