Bye Bye Birdie

Today is a classic Monday, let me just tell you.  It took me almost two hours to get to work.  And you know what I was thinking, in between my lamaze-style breathing and banging my head against the steering wheel?  I SO WILL NOT MISS THIS.

Then, we had to get our last round of Hep A/B shots (pre-Africa).  Fun for the pocketbook AND the upper arm!  As we were paying, I briefly thought that it is probably cheaper to actually contract and then treat some of these diseases than to inoculate oneself from them.  Death factor aside, of course.

And, to top it off (!) I have The Reckoning with Trainer Ben tonight.  It's time for my next weigh in.  Somehow I do not feel quite as prepared as I'd hoped to be - what with the 900 glasses of alcohol I consumed over the weekend (let's chalk it up to "stress management" regarding the move) and the nine bowls of berry & oat crisp I just inhaled.

Tonight I'm gonna be like, "Geez, Ben.  I think something's wrong with your scale, man!"

On the good news front:  yesterday we took the boyz to their new home.

While we were not super close to the little guys, we were wringing our hands a bit, trying to find them a good home.  After a few calls to local shelters, G ended up on the phone with a woman who loves finches, has a few, and was ecstatic at the thought of adopting our little feathery dudes.

When we met her, we were ready to grill her on how she takes care of her pets, but then we found out that she has rabbits, so we knew she was cool.  :)

It's all good.

Thank God we're over Manic Monday!  Have a good one, peeps!