A Thousand Times No

Wow, several months flew by in what seems like a blink of an eye.

I’m doing fine.  As one of my friends commented recently, “Not losing is the new winning,” and I haven’t lost my job, my home, my health, or my mind.  In fact, my absence here is a reflection of having more irons in the fire than I can easily juggle.

The arc of my summer is being shaped by one really important project, namely Team Fat Cyclist: Fighting for Susan.  If you haven’t heard about us yet, trust me, you will. We’re large and in charge, and yes, we feel like a million bucks.

I’ll also be participating in my first triathlon this weekend, so my gear purchasing has gone off the deep end.  Some things never change.

My two cats got into an epic catfight with each other late this spring, and they needed to separated for over a month.  (Thank you, friend of my housemate, who came to stay for several days while trailing who-only-knows-what from an eight-cat household with an unneutered tomcat.  Thanks, too, for always managing to leave the toilet seat cover up.)  Fortunately, things have calmed down and returned to normal, just in time for Alpha Cat and Cat the Second to lie around in dazes from the summer heat.

And oh, it’s my blogiversary today.  Now we are three!