Phone It In Friday: Happy New Year!

Another year, another set of resolutions. What are yours? Leave them in the comments, and we promise they won't disappear this time!

(Sorry about that, by the way. Haloscan is a big fat jerk.)

It's not deja vu, it's a glitch in the Matrix

I already made a big list of resolutions goals but Joe said it would be RUDE AND UNFAIR to repost it instead of writing something new. So. Here are some more I made up that seem kind of easy and really, isn't easy the way to go for resolutions? I think so.

1. Finish Veronica Mars. And Dexter. Only Dexter isn't REALLY over yet, so it's more like catch up to Dexter but whatever, I already got spoiled about this past season's finale ANYWAY so I might as well quit but I can't because now it's a resolution and those are like The Ten Commandments. You know. Written in stone. Stone of THE INTERNET. Yeah, I don't know.
   
2. Organize Flickr. Not all of Flickr, just my Flickr. Most of my photos are untagged and not in photo albums, which makes it hard to find, say, "that one picture from that one time Joe and I found a dinosaur park" or "that other time Nancy and I found a world full of dinosaurs called Dinosaur World."
   
3. Embroider my pirate towel already.
4. Take every other Friday off of work. BOOYAH, DONE! Did I just say booyah? I'm sorry.
5. Get Phoebe high on catnip more often.
6. Live by the 90/10 rule: 90% healthy, 10% AWESOME.
7. Get rid of unnecessary stuff. This is easy, it's like my favorite thing to do. You'd think I'd eventually run out of unnecessary stuff but I keep buying more, so...

Lucky number 7! Whoohoo! I'm done! Suck it, suckers!

The next time you say forever, I will punch you in your face.

I am wise beyond my years, and so some time in high school I resolved to never make another resolution again. I am also true to my word, and by golly I've never made a resolution since. So. A Winston update.

The surgery itself went well, but he was dehydrated and feverish that night so they kept him on an IV and catheterized. Well. Winston being just like his mother managed to tangle his paw up in his tubes something awful. This picture was taken right after we brought him home and you can see how swollen it was:



Needless to say, he did not like his cone. (Luckily he didn't have to wear it while we watched him like a hawk, which we did as much as possible.)

He was intubated during surgery, so his throat and jaw were really sore for the next few days. It was tough for him to eat, and he drooled and drooled and drooled like you wouldn't believe. And he was sore from his stitches, so he couldn't jump anywhere. We had to pick him up and put him in bed with us at night:



Winston couldn't eat and couldn't jump and couldn't bathe himself, and those are the three things he likes best in life. So he was understandably depressed, and refused to drink anything for the longest time. In fact, whenever we put a glass of water in front of his face he was more likely to use it as a chin rest than anything else:



And then over the weekend my poor baby caught a cold. He was sneezy and snotty and his eyes were itchy and watery and it was hard for him to breathe. So he's spent most of the last several days curled up in my lap, something he never does when he's feeling well:



It's been a rough couple weeks, but his stitches are actually healing up quite nicely; hopefully he'll have them removed at the end of the week. HOWEVER, today I am bringing him in to make sure he doesn't have PNEUMONIA, and then I am going to be stuck on some stupid family cruise all next week, which means I have to abandon Winston at the vet's office while we're away. AND I FEEL HORRIBLE. Ugh.

And Hornswoggle? What? Are you dating a character from Fraggle Rock?

1. Run, run, run.
I quit running last year after trying at it for a full year. Things didn't go very well. But I'm thinking about trying again because I'm a crazy person who sets myself up for disappointment.

2. Get disappointed less.
Lower expectations, higher boundaries, less tears. Schilbo motto, through and through.

3. Get a house.
Like own one. Or a mortgage thingy. IN MY NAME. Any other day, I would add that this is the house:

but this house, my dream house, just put a stupid SOLD sign up over the weekend. Waaaah. Here's to another dream house. You know, with a converted barn in back and an 1908 birthdate. It's out there. It has to be.

4. Get a cat.
I mentioned at Christmas that I wanted a cat. I went with my mom on Saturday to get her new kitten, Hufflepuff:

And there were so many kitties that needed homes! In 2010 I will give one a home!

5. Take more pictures.
Seriously, I need to get my act together even if it means taking pictures with my phone.

Only the one divorce in '99!

Can you believe it's been over a decade since The One With All The Resolutions? I really thought we'd have hoverboards by now.





Anyway, it's 2010! Time to make some resolutions! Here are mine:

1) Finish the BBC Big Read's Top 100. I only have about 30 left.

2) Watch the following TV on DVD: How I Met Your Mother, BSG, Buffy. I really feel like there's a cultural gash on my life because I haven't watched those shows.

3) Learn to write an awesome TV recap. Study, study. Write, write, write.

4) Drink less caffeine.

5) Learn to effectively use the power of the To Do list. People with To Do lists seem so much more efficient at life. I am going to need help with this one. HELP!