One Step Closer

I think I'm in shock.  Class list for the reunion.  Delegated.  Finally.  I am now one step closer to total world domination.  I have minions, people!  You can't totally dominate the world without minions.  And I got 'em.  Beat that! 

Oh, wait...getting down to a size 2 was part of that plan.  Ignore that bag of Doritos over there and the fact that the last time I did a sit-up was January.  Whatever.  I don't have to squeeze my ass into a bikini for another couple months.  I watch The Biggest Loser; I know it's possible. 

Dad update: My father does NOT have an ulcer.  They scoped him this week.  Yay to that.  More tests to determine whatever the hell caused his blood loss issues to follow next week.  And next week we resume our regularly scheduled programming by returning to work.  It will be nice to get back to that.  With too much free time I go a little crazy and do things like splash my dear friend's troubled relationship all over the internet.  Um...yeah, I should not be left unsupervised for long periods of time.

Did you see what Audrey wrote by the way?  If you haven't seen it yet, she commented on my post that hucked her fiancee into traffic.  She defends her momness.  And she should.  She is a great mom.  I told her that the point being made was that she's showing her son men can say mean things to women and put them on a really short leash and women put up with it as long as you buy them presents.  What I would rather, in a perfect world, she show her son is that disrespect will not be tolerated and if he does that he should expect to be fired from that relationship.  Our Junior Counselor to the Free World sessions will continue next week with working on boundaries and self-respect.

X update: When I talked with him yesterday he said he still has some fluid in his abdomen.  It isn't all going away.  He thinks he has "plateaued."  Like this is some kind of weight loss experiment or something?  Anyway, he's got a bajillion doctor's appointments coming up and he even threw in one with a specialist I hadn't heard about yet and I forget which specialty it was...maybe cardiologist?  Or the cancer one?  I think I would have remembered the cancer one.  Damnit.  He's being cagey with me.  I think it's because he still feels guilty about the Atlantic City trip and he's "hiding" but I can't be 100% certain of that.  I just know something is going on that they're keeping from me.  I'm telling you, it's going to come out eventually.

So, anyway.  That's it.  I got no clever wrap ups here.  My brain is jello from entering 553 Last Known Addresses into a communal spreadsheet in the last 24 hours.   Thankgod tomorrow isn't a school day.