Hate to admit it, but if you were planning on the return of a leaner, meaner Catazon at the Crude City vs. Bosses bout on May 15th, that ain’t gonna happen.

In January, I committed to 60 days of Insanity (you know, that Sean T. Beachbody workout?), so that I could fit in my rodeo jeans. Of course, I didn’t do 60 days since rodeo season kicks in around the last week of February, but I got back in the jeans and received a ton of compliments on my semi-rockin’ bod. For the past month and a half, I’ve been trying to get back on my regular Insanity routine, while my body has been slowing moving southward again, and I was almost there when a huge project landed in my lap.

I’m trying to turn this into this before the bout. Throw in a couple of family birthdays, Mother’s Day, setting up summer tutoring for The Kitten, and coordinating some home renovations, and when do I have time to workout? Maybe after I get back from my third business trip this year the third week of May?

I think the only opportunity to flex some flab over the next week will be an intro to pole dancing class on Monday, and only because I’ve already paid my $40.

It’s that time of year again. I obsess about it every October, the ONLY time of year I worry about what I’m going to wear. If it wasn’t so much fun to dress up for Halloween, I would stay far away it, but we all know Fun at My Own Expense is the goal in Catazonia. Still, it makes me sweat…

This year is even more difficult because I’m now a captain on my rodeo committee. I feel like I must step up for the karaoke band competition at our annual party. Oh, I know that is so hard for me to do [end sarcasm]. However, I hate feeling roped into a costume. Especially when this is the costume…

Man, I love Flickr! I can haz Catman?

Catazon may be down for the count, but The Kitten is following in her footsteps.

MEOW!

How did the Sexy Paramedic turn out? Other than a noticable limp, I think it was comparable to the model.

Oh, Julia…strategically-placed socks helped the look. LOL

Ziegfest was a mud fest, but we had fun until it got dark and you couldn’t see where to step in the mud. Very unsafe for the very unsteady.

Ready to do it all again!

Jenny over at Mama Drama has been doing a very good job of getting me in the Halloween spirit. Today she reminded me that I have the wonderful experience of seeing this holiday through the eyes of a child (even three years later I still forget that it’s not all about me anymore). The Kitten already decided that, in fact, she does want to be a kitten this year, and I already have everything she needs except for the black tights. Last year, The Kitten made up her own mind on a costume as well, and my mom and I got a good start on letting her know how cool it is to be really dorky. Kermit the Frog here…

I’m learning how to walk again. It’s very frustrating when your brain knows what to do, but you put your foot down and it doesn’t do what you’re telling it to do. The doctor trusted me to do this without therapy and without a walking boot. I didn’t want to be stuck in something like that for four more weeks, so that was great news, even though the next few days are going to be tough without it. I would like to get rid of the crutches by Monday, but realistically, I’ll be happy with next Friday, just in time for the girls’ weekend of debauchery. This ankle

is going to look so good with this costume.

but I think I’m close to making up my mind. Way back when, I thought the Naughty Librarian would be cute

but then if I wanted to be cute, maybe I should do the cat thing

since I might have to abandon that whole persona in the near future.
Then I saw this
and I thought it would be nice to give a shout-out to some special people who carried my lame ass off the court, field, floor, etc., more than once and most especially the last time.

No, I’m not talking about me, but the costume I’m considering for Halloween.

Thanks to Poison Ivory (a teammate) for the suggestion! And, why am I already considering Halloween costumes? Well, I thought you’d never ask.

I just found out that Corral Club is having a Halloween party instead of a Christmas party. Isn’t that the best idea to come out of the rodeo ever? There is no way in hell I’m missing this one!