I've never been good at eulogizing or even writing grand statements at the passing of my favorite beings. But I will mark this sad day, 4th of July with the smallest of words for such a grand being. Nico, Viking warrior princess - lived to the sweet age of 21 and many of those years were spent fighting diabetes. She never liked another cat, rarely liked anyone besides her humans and had the sharpest nails of any beast and the quickest paw in the west. Couple those two powers together and you did not want to be on the wrong side of her ire. In her better days she enjoyed sneaking off to visit a neighbor boyfriend for clandestine garden visits she never told me the nature of. She also enjoyed sunbathing, hot bricks and tuna water. She was a goddess incarnate and let everyone know. Many a minute she spent gazing into the mirror at the beautiful Nubian queen she was. In her waning years she still reigned supreme. More demanding and difficult but still got around her kingdom, said no
This week I decided to take my life back from the shadowy way it was going. All the things I could fix would at least be worked on. So Monday I was up bright and early to do a much neglected thing on my list. Rejoin my gym. If you're on my Facebook you already know about the turtle incident and how that turned what should have been my hour long gym session into a 20 minute one. Turtle rescue is more important and so today I resume my big return to the gym. Take 2! I'm not getting any younger and my body needs 911! Much exercise and clean eating here we go! Luckily I started some progress with cutting back coffee in the morning (and all the sweet creamer that goes into it) and I eradicated all ice cream from the premises. There is asparagus, spinach, romaine, cucumbers and carrots in abundance now. I'm not even feeling a sweet tooth in the least and even my one cup of coffee sometimes only gets half drank and then tossed. My body knows what it needs and doesn't. Star