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Oct. 3rd, 2005 08:43 amI think my body's falling apart, and I'm pretty sure the warranty's run out. If it were a used car I'd be looking into trading it in for some small amount on a newer one. Preferably one that weighed a little less.
*sigh*
Anyway, I had a great weekend, danced far too much Friday night at Straw Hat but Alyne was short on dancers (and audience) so we all had to do double duty. By the time we left around 10-ish I was limping, and I went directly for the ice pack as soon as we got home. This was smart as I could actually walk on it fairly comfortably the next day.
Took Pye to the vet for his annual physical and found out that my beloved older vet had retired and sold the practice to two younger guys. The one I got was...thorough. I mean very thorough. He discovered that one of Pye's lymph glands was slightly swollen (no idea why) and that he had the first stages of gingivitis. Images of me trying to brush Pye's teeth swam through my head for one horrifying moment. Fortunately, the doc just gave me some antibiotics to give him (in a dropper, yet, hooray!) and said that should clear it up. I felt like a wretchedly bad cat mom for a) not noticing and b) having fed him sufficient people food to cause such a condition.
I also got him chipped, which involved a really big needle and I felt even more wretched for putting him through that in addition to his regular shots and exam. On the plus side he'd been a little shit all week long waking me up every single night (including Friday) so I suspect I might have felt worse under other circumstances. As it was he yowled the entire way to the office (even did this incredibly loud girlie scream when we got on the highway that scared the shit out of me), and was a perfect lamb all the way back. He spent most of the day on Saturday under my bed along with Kage who is smart enough to know just what the cat carrier means.
After bringing him home and running some errands I vegged for a while then went to meet up with a bunch of folks for "Mirrormask". Having seen "The Corpse Bride" the weekend before I can very easily say this, go see the former, avoid the latter, at least until it comes out on video. MM was gorgeous and fun, a bright, charming, magical coming of age story and a real return to the true Henson style which I haven't seen in ages. It reminded me most vividly of "Labyrinth", except no David Bowie. It's a visual feast, has a delightful story and solid acting. The effects are breathtaking and well worth the price of admission on their own.
We all headed over to Jing-Jing's for dinner and I ate entirely too much Dan-Dan Mein, but in my own defense if you put peanut sauce on almost anything I'll eat it. And if it's really good peanut sauce, I'm doomed. It's a good thing I don't get to PA more often than I do, that stuff is dangerous.
Got home and spent some time working on a mix for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ravenmb, then vegged some more. I'm afraid I got nothing else accomplished on Saturday.
Now Sunday I cleaned and re-arranged the apartment a bit, then actually got back to work on some projects. This was a good thing as I came to the conclusion this weekend that I need to make some pillowcases for a couple of throw pillows in the living room that are starting to unravel. But first I must finish the gifts, then I can work on my own stuff again.
Went over tojimweasel's place to show him "Zoolander", during which time I sewed and sewed and sewed. Made some decent progress so I felt good about that. Afterwards I spent a little time working on a choreography that Aelf and I have our minds set on doing for the recital (one month away), we'll see if we can actually pull it off.
*sigh*
Anyway, I had a great weekend, danced far too much Friday night at Straw Hat but Alyne was short on dancers (and audience) so we all had to do double duty. By the time we left around 10-ish I was limping, and I went directly for the ice pack as soon as we got home. This was smart as I could actually walk on it fairly comfortably the next day.
Took Pye to the vet for his annual physical and found out that my beloved older vet had retired and sold the practice to two younger guys. The one I got was...thorough. I mean very thorough. He discovered that one of Pye's lymph glands was slightly swollen (no idea why) and that he had the first stages of gingivitis. Images of me trying to brush Pye's teeth swam through my head for one horrifying moment. Fortunately, the doc just gave me some antibiotics to give him (in a dropper, yet, hooray!) and said that should clear it up. I felt like a wretchedly bad cat mom for a) not noticing and b) having fed him sufficient people food to cause such a condition.
I also got him chipped, which involved a really big needle and I felt even more wretched for putting him through that in addition to his regular shots and exam. On the plus side he'd been a little shit all week long waking me up every single night (including Friday) so I suspect I might have felt worse under other circumstances. As it was he yowled the entire way to the office (even did this incredibly loud girlie scream when we got on the highway that scared the shit out of me), and was a perfect lamb all the way back. He spent most of the day on Saturday under my bed along with Kage who is smart enough to know just what the cat carrier means.
After bringing him home and running some errands I vegged for a while then went to meet up with a bunch of folks for "Mirrormask". Having seen "The Corpse Bride" the weekend before I can very easily say this, go see the former, avoid the latter, at least until it comes out on video. MM was gorgeous and fun, a bright, charming, magical coming of age story and a real return to the true Henson style which I haven't seen in ages. It reminded me most vividly of "Labyrinth", except no David Bowie. It's a visual feast, has a delightful story and solid acting. The effects are breathtaking and well worth the price of admission on their own.
We all headed over to Jing-Jing's for dinner and I ate entirely too much Dan-Dan Mein, but in my own defense if you put peanut sauce on almost anything I'll eat it. And if it's really good peanut sauce, I'm doomed. It's a good thing I don't get to PA more often than I do, that stuff is dangerous.
Got home and spent some time working on a mix for
ravenmb, then vegged some more. I'm afraid I got nothing else accomplished on Saturday.Now Sunday I cleaned and re-arranged the apartment a bit, then actually got back to work on some projects. This was a good thing as I came to the conclusion this weekend that I need to make some pillowcases for a couple of throw pillows in the living room that are starting to unravel. But first I must finish the gifts, then I can work on my own stuff again.
Went over to
jimweasel's place to show him "Zoolander", during which time I sewed and sewed and sewed. Made some decent progress so I felt good about that. Afterwards I spent a little time working on a choreography that Aelf and I have our minds set on doing for the recital (one month away), we'll see if we can actually pull it off.
