2003 starts out with a bit of sad news. After 4 years together, we had to say goodbye to Gidget the Midget (our pet pot-bellied pig). Things just weren’t working out between Gidge and Mason. We flipped a coin, and decided to keep Mason and get rid of Gidget. We met some really nice people through the Internet who live in Colorado Springs who came and picked her up. The people used to run a pot-bellied pig rescue farm, and now have 13 acres for their pigs to wander around on. So… end of an era I s’pose, but for 2003, we’re pig-free.
New Year’s Eve kind of sucks when you get older and have a kid. Mason went to bed around 10pm. Susan made us up a pitcher of strawberry daqueries which we drank, and then we sat around struggling to stay awake until midnight. My dad dropped by shortly after midnight, and it was all Susan and I could do to keep our eyes open until he left. Woo, parrrrrrrrrty.
Susan and I have started out the “new year” with “new diets.” My guess is it’ll last a “new week”” but we’ll see. I’ve got to do something to meet my goal of losing 100lbs this year. I’m thinking about sawing off a leg or two. So far today I’ve had a Subway 6 inch turkey on wheat, some Olestra-filled chips, and a diet Dr Pepper. Total calories so far, 420. If I can stick to this, I should still have enough spare calories to fit in a package of Zingers or two before midnight.