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Shot or Chop?

dahob.jpg Two things happened today, and I’m not which has set Hobbit completely off. First, I ruined my hair. As in, butchered it while trying to cut it myself. I had to get an emergency appointment and found out that my usual repairman has quit the salon. Oh no. The new stylist cut my hair into the most stereotypical hillbilly lesbionic do that all I needed was a flannel shirt and some Birkenstocks. Seriously. I had to have her cut it really short all over. Mia Farrow in Rosemary’s Baby looks like freakin’ Rapunzel next to me. Heh. I’ll really like it in a couple of weeks, though, so I didn’t get too upset.

The second event was that Istar met a new veterinarian today. We both liked her a lot, and he got his seasonal steroid shot to combat his asthma. He still weighs over 18lbs., but at least he hasn’t gained any weight since November. He’s currently resting in his bed and seems to feel just fine.

Diva Hobbit, however, has not stopped hissing since we got home. I was home for only a few minutes between the salon and the vet, so I didn’t really spend any time with her prior to his appointment. I can’t be certain if she’s hissing at Istar or me. She’s about one more hiss away from getting her little butt spanked. The last thing Istar needs is to fight after having to visit the vet, and the last thing I need is a reminder that my head looks scary. So, yeah. Stop it, Hobbit!

I Need Something Good

I didn’t work today because I just didn’t feel “tummy-well”. I decided to surprise everyone by showing up at lunchtime and working half a day, but that didn’t work out too well. In the process, I left a task unfinished and had to allow Mrs. Bush to take up my slack and finish it for me. I HATE that. When she called to tell me my contact was there to pick up some information, my head split open. Fortunately, she is made of gold and handled it for me.

I decided to check on a financial matter that is so bungled up I can’t even go into details. That conversation was unproductive, frustrating, and made my headache so debilitating that I took two more Excedrin while hanging up the phone. Ugh.

Poor Istar seems to have suffered the worst of it; he’s currently running around soaking wet because he won’t let me dry him after his bath. Secretly, I think he likes it. Hobbit’s looking at me like I’m the Executioner and won’t even entertain the thought of staying in my line of sight for long. Heh.

Taking Half

As it turns out, I have to take only half a sick day today; no sooner had the students arrived at school they were heading right back home due to snow. I was busy getting Istar to the vet for his annual breathing treatment. More on that in a minute. I then had the pleasure of going to the dentist for a filling. Ugh. In my 36 years, this is my second filling and I highly doubt I’ll be wanting to repeat this day anytime soon. I had no pain or discomfort prior to today, but now my jaw is throbbing and all I want to do is rip all my teeth from the left side of my mouth. Ouch. The dentist gave me a real Dickens minute by charging me more than $100 LESS than what it was supposed to be. I seriously wanted to yell, “God bless us, every one!” on my way out.

Istar isn’t so lucky. His injection was fine, but he is so overweight (18.3 lbs) that the vet was panicked. I already feed him less than the recommended amount of diet food each day, but now he’s on an even more expensive diet than the one Hobbit was on. I can’t see continually paying $24 for an 8 lb. bag of food, but the vet made me buy it today before he would release Istar. The good news is that he’ll now get to eat more food than before, so maybe he won’t mind the change. We’ll see.

Weekend O’ Hob

The title should actually be “Weekend O’ Hob and the Little Guy, Too!” but there just wasn’t enough space. I’ve felt incredibly tired this week. I haven’t had it this bad since grad school, where I would be sitting in class so tired that it physically hurt to stay awake. I’ve been dropping as soon as I get home, but I can’t seem to get enough sleep. I did catch Fringe of course, but that was the only show I watched first-run this week. I still have Eureka and Top Design to watch, but I have all weekend to get caught up.

The plan is to plant myself firmly on the couch and not move until prompted to do so by Hobbit or Istar. The only thing that would make this a better plan is if it were to rain all weekend.