Monday, March 24, 2008
Honeymoon Cruising
Monday, March 17, 2008
Make me thin?
1. When you're hungry, eat.
Okay, that's simple, plus he says not to get too hungry or stuffed. Here's his scale. He says never go into the red:

2. Eat what you want to, not what you think you should. This is awesome. You can eat whatever you want. Just don't over-eat, don't get into the red.
3. Eat consciously. This is one we've all heard before. Pay attention to what you eat. Savor every bite. Put your fork down in between bites. If it's a sandwich, put it down.
4. When you are full, stop eating.
I am trying this, starting today. I had mac and cheese for lunch, and I ate TONS less than I thought I would, and I haven't been hungry all day. I'm getting hungry again now.
I'll keep you updated. Here's hoping.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Honeymoon
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Listen To A Movie
Friday, March 7, 2008
Brotherhood of the Wolf
I loved this movie. It's the strangest sci fi kung fu movie ever made. The story is that a giant wolf is attacking villagers and the protagonist is sent to kill it. Well, really, you want to find out what it is. It's a scary movie and really really really cool. I was stumbling, and I came across this Wikipedia article. It was a real legend! Here's a summary:
The Beast of Gévaudan (French: La bête du Gévaudan) was a mysterious wolf-like creature that terrorised the former
The first attack that provided a description of the creature took place on 1st June of 1764. A woman from Langogne saw a large, lupine animal emerge from the trees and charge directly toward her, but it was driven away by the farm's bulls.
Though it is difficult to establish an exact number of victims, an estimate based on official documents gives over 198 attacks, including 36 wounded and 88 dead. Other sources could expand these results to over 306 attacks, including 51 wounded and 123 dead. The Beast's preference towards women and children is perhaps due to their working the country-side farms in pairs or even alone, making themselves easier targets. Men, however, tended to have objects that could be used as weapons, such as sickles and scythes, and often worked the fields in large groups.
Various explanations were offered at the time of the attacks. They ranged from exaggerated accounts of wolf attacks, to a loup-garou (werewolf) all the way to the beast being a punishment from God, or perhaps an unholy creature summoned by a sorcerer.
Though wolves in the wild usually avoid contact with humans, they will attack livestock when their natural prey runs out. Conversely, the Beast itself was said to have taken exclusively human victims, ignoring the livestock present in the area. Some experts, however, state that wolves at the time may have been more aggressive than their modern-day counterparts, saying that today's generation of shy wolves is the result of natural selection favouring animals which were less prone to attacking humans with firearms. The areas in the world today where wolf attacks are still a common occurrence are usually poverty-stricken with a general lack of predator control technology.
I think it's really interesting.
Wayne's World
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Where have I been?
The kitten cometh
That is what we brought home. She was adorable, but she was a street kitten. We didn't know if she was healthy enough to make it. She was away from her mother too early and we weren't sure if she had any kitty instincts either. The pet store told us that the earliest they could get her into the vet was the next week. We were getting attached, that was too long. So, we called our vet (okay, our cats' vet) and got her an appointment for the next day. She had to be presentable you know, so:
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Introductions are in Order
I'm Annemarie, author of this blog's blogginess. I'm a Children's librarian, and that means I get to cut stuff out and paste it together, and read for money. I'd post a picture of me here, but you're getting tired of seeing my face already, I'm sure. Look around. If there's a red haired girl in a picture, chances are that's me. Okay, I know I have redhead friends too, but is shouldn't be too hard to figure out.
My new husband (be sure to read all about our wedding and planning of said wedding) is Jason. He's wonderful beyond all belief. If there's a dark haired handsome man in the picture with me, that's him. He has a job he hates in the IT field. If anyone out there knows of IT jobs around indy, let me know!
Our cats. Aww, they are our fake children. We have 3. It didn't start off to be that way, but it is. Before Jason and I met, we each had a cat. I had Diana:
She's awesome and mean. She's the biggest of our cats, and the oldest. She gives everyone a dirty look. She bites the vet. We love her, and she is a big snuggler, believe it or not. She knows not to bite me (we call it the cat contract), and loves being the boss. Her turn ons include crab with a k, cheese, and laser pointers. I found her in the parking lot of my old job, when she was a kitten. I took her home and made her mine!
Jason had Tabby Cattenhousen:
Jason and I got together and instantly loved each others' cats. We hadn't moved in together yet, but it was coming up soon, when we took a trip to the pet store. There in a cage was this tiny ball of fur. It was one of the smallest kittens I had ever seen. Her fur was all colors, a tortoiseshell. The people there said that someone had wrapped her up in newspaper and left her by the front door. My heart melted. I reached my hand into the cage to pet her. She purred and snuggled up close. When I thought it was time for me to take my hand out, she wasn't having any of it. She held on for dear life. She was leaving long scratch marks in my hand. I decided she must be right, and just kept petting her. It was too late. She was my kitten.
He name is Danica Catrick, though for the first few days when we didn't know if we would keep her, or if the vet would give her a clean bill of health, we called her catface. Tune in next time for her whole story.