Everyone must be having a great weekend because no-one is posting! I found us on page 2 so just had to remedy that real quick. Although Willow is probably spending her weekend sucking water out of her basement. Poor Willow! How is it going? Will your insurance cover a disaster clean-up crew coming over? I used to work for an insurance company so we dealt a lot with those clean-up crews. They make life so much easier!
Love the kittens, SunnyD. Just wish there weren't so darn many of them out there. Being involved in animal shelters and animal rescue, I fostered tons of kittens. We started a program called Fix 'em in February where we got vets to discount spay/neuter services and we also paid for surgeries for low-income folks. We also operate a low-cost spay/neuter program for cats during the year, too. Even with all that, the local shelter gets boxes and boxes of kittens in June--so many that most just go directly to get euthanized. It's heartbreaking. Oh, sorry, I'm on a soapbox today--guess I'd better get off!
I sure understand about emotional eating, Willow. For me, even something as little as having a houseguest can throw off my eating. It's something I really need to conquer because we can't control life's stresses--we just have to learn how to deal with them appropriately. How one does that, well, I haven't a clue!
Next week I visit my new primary care physician. I hope she's nice--if she's not, I'm dumping her. It's kind of a bummer that you can't meet them before you sign up for them, but I can understand they need to be paid for their time. I need her to give me referrals to my neurologist, acupuncturist and massage therapist. I tried to get someone who, according to the office manager, was okay with alternative medicine. I think I mentioned once that in Washington State health insurers must offer alternative medicine coverage in addition to the traditional coverage, but it has to be authorized by the primary care physician.
Anyone watching the Super Bowl today? My Dad is, but we're not. I got him some shrimp to eat while he's watching the game. Much better for him than the chips he'd rather eat. He still doesn't get that refined carbs are just as bad for him (he's diabetic) as sugar. Yesterday he was in a very "feisty" mood and was really bugging my DH. I finally said that he'd better be nice to the guy who buys him beer (it's low carb beer), and he made motions like he was zipping his mouth closed. Now I know how to get him to shut up! He loves arguing with customer service reps, too, but I'd rather he do that than argue with my husband.
Well, we're supposed to see some sun today. At least it's not raining--yet.