November 26, 2010 I started Weight Watchers Online. I thought I might as well get a jump on the inevitable. I can't spend the rest of my life fat. I wasted so many years, I can't let this decade of my life be all about my weight. So far I've... Continue reading

Ah, my fat, how I loathe thee. Election day seems like as good as any to start (for the 1065th time) changing my lifestyle. It is a blessing and a curse that my SA is a personal trainer. Oogh. Anyway, I can't let my 30s be all about the fat.... Continue reading

After singing popular music (Porter to Khan) my entire vocal career, I've decided to learn the art of opera singing. Here's hoping I'm not to old to learn this new trick. The first piece I am tackling is Purcell's When I Am Laid, or it is sometimes called, Dido's Lament. Continue reading

Mr. Peepaws is sick, with what, I don't know. He won't drink water, so it's Pedialyte by syringe. His stomach is upset and that means white rice and cottage cheese, his regular food mixed with baby food. Mr. Peepaws is loving every bloody minute. Continue reading