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Perhaps you've wondered why several days have passed since my last post, especially since I was being so good about updating regularly.

Short explanation: I've been sick.

Long (slightly insane yet absolutely factual) explanation: I'm being tortured by cats. Yes. Truly. For example, last weekend, the neighborhood cat vomited all over the front porch.

(I know you are really excited that I actually took a photo of cat puke. I bet you are clapping your hands and jumping up and down.)

Also, Mari has decided she needs to eat in the middle of the night or she will die. (Apparently with cats, everything is very dramatic.) At first, she'd wake up and meow for food at 4:30 a.m. -- which was not so bad since sometimes I get up this early to go to the gym anyway. (There is a class I like called Xtreme Muscle -- which clearly is really extreme since they've left off the "e" in the name. Unfortunately, many other people also like this class, so to ensure I don't have to stand at the front of the room -- which is so embarrassing since my actual muscles are nowhere near extreme -- I have to get there really early.)

But back to the hunger. The 4:30 yowling soon became 3:15 a.m. And then this morning, Mari took "midnight snack" to all new levels and started yelling at –- wait for it –- 2:15 a.m.

WTF.

As a result, I can't remember the last time I got more than five hours of sleep.

And when I'm consistently sleep-deprived and stressed out, due to the Big TV Show at work, and attempting to get back on a training schedule (um, Vineman in six months!), I get sick.

And stop blogging.