Just Pass Me By

Okay I been bugged a lot about when are you going to have a baby. My husband and I have decided it best to wait a couple of years and then have children. Last night we went to a a friend birthday party. I knew the lady was joking with me. The Birthday boy’s baby was putting up a fuse wanted to be feed. I asked the girl holding her for mom if she wanted me to try. Sometimes it works with babies, sometimes it don’t. One of the girl told me, the only thing she wants is milk. Then another said, something and I said this is just fat.
To be honest, I am a little over weight or at least where I want to be by like 20 to 30 pounds. I have looked recently at diet pills but some of them can be dangerous expecially with one of my asthma inhaler which tends to cause my pulse to be high. Many diet pills have some from of caffeine in it which isn’t exactly the best thing for my pulse. Although I was joking with the lady last night, I was also being serious.
My husband and a couple of people a few weeks ago at church were talking about the height and weight ratio chart they have. I think it is unrealistic for me to be under 130, they think I should weigh 120 but seriously I look dangerously thin. I weighed under 130 for a while there and even my doctor was concern because I seemed to thin and didn’t really look healthy. Now at 145 I am comfortable and look good. Now I just have to get my self back to that weight and keep it off.
The nice thing about where my husband and I live is we have a 2 swimming pools in the summer, a rec room, with weights and a bunch of other equipment, I think both my husband and I got into a lazy habit because we are hardly over there. Maybe what I should do is post something on the community board at our church for a exercise companion, and say it free facilities. That might interest someone who is wanting to but can’t offord to belong to a club.

Ever notice how cats want to play with things they aught to not play with. I have learned a long time ago not to leave any of my jewelry on the bathroom counter because I know Otis will think hey shinny and got a string so I get to play with it.
He always has the attitude it’s mine to play with, even if it’s a book. It’s mine to play with even if it’s in your hands because it looks so fun to play with, no you can’t read that book because I want my paws on it and I am going to head but it, so you can just forget about where you are on the page. I think this would be what he would say to me, if he could talk.
My husband has noticed sometimes half of his food ends up on the floor, he will play with his food and then decided, oh maybe I aught to eat this here, but forget about the stuff on the floor, and oh by the way don’t even think about putting it back in my bowl because I will just flip the bowl upside down and put all the food on the floor, so you just better throw away the little bit on the floor.
I do not take off my wedding ring now my husband does at night, I am surprised that Otis hasn’t decided your wedding ring bub is mine to play with. I don’t have a lot of religious jewelry, but I have a couple of things. One necklace my husband gave me which is a star of David with a tiny cross in the middle of it. Otis hasn’t hasn’t lost that one for me yet, mostly because I put it in my jewelry box and only wear it on special occasions.
Even my laptop Otis thinks is his to play with, my last laptop he managed to take all the keys off of it. Now that was a fun little tasks putting back together and have you ever had to try to find them little rubber things under the litters on the keyboard, not a fun task. My current laptop Otis hasn’t done that to this one probably because I close it part way so he can’t get to the keys. Why is it that he got so many toys to play with but yet he insists on playing with things he shouldn’t like the electric codes, but lets not go there.