Playing Catch Up

Hello, all. Well. None. 

I've had a pretty busy few days, and I'm sorry for not updating a blog that no one reads. My sister left for the airport to visit our mother for Christmas about an hour ago. We opened presents last night and a little bit on Friday. I got her Now You See Me on DVD, and it's her favorite movie ever, so that was great; I also got her an H.P.Lovecraft compendium, since she was really interested in reading it and she likes to have Her Own whatever it is - no pre-owned, no sharing - and the last two books in the Divergent series, since she wants to see the movie and the rule is "Not without reading the book first." I'm loaning her the first one, and Insurgent and Allegiant stayed behind because she wouldn't be able to do her break homework with literary distractions. 

I suppose I should be happy for her. For years, all she would read was Goosebumps and manga. Then she read Twilight and sort of got back into it, but she mostly just reads school books and fan fiction to this day. 

Our Dad got her a Phrase Of The Day calendar for her Latin class, which she's sort of failing - at least, that's the last I heard on the subject - and, on my instruction, a My Little Pony Monopoly game - she loves to be the banker and she loves MLP:FiM - and a really beautiful red bass guitar. 

Thus far, since I'm going to be in town for Christmas, I've gotten a French Phrase Of The Day calendar(Bleh) and the soundtrack to Baz Lurhman's The Great Gatsby(Yay!) from my Dad, and a floating desktop TARDIS that doesn't work because we can't put in batteries because we don't have the right gauge Phillip's head(Phooey) and a steel bangle made out of reused shrapnel from WWI to Afghanistan that helps fund the recovery of people and places damaged by war(WHEE) from my sister. 

She's pretty selfish most of the time, but she got that bracelet right. I mean. Wowie zowie. I love this thing to bits, and since it's one solid piece, it'll help me gauge how much weight I'm losing. It kind of sticks at the bottom knuckle and the thumb, and I could stand to lose some fat there, so it's perfect. 

I also got a boxed set of John Green's works, which I told my sister to tell my Dad to get me because he is utterly hopeless with presents, which is pretty freaking sweet. 

I've been underhydrating recently, which is stupid. I used to drink around forty cups of water a day. 

Forty. 

Cups. 

That's 320 oz. No wonder I feel like sh*t. Anyways, I'm trying to get up to a decent amount, and I'm going to do a saltwater flush as soon as I get my hands on pure mineral salt. 

There are tons of recipes online and, so far, none of them have worked. Which sucks. But, hey! Whatever. If the recipe off of Ana Regzig's blog(not her creation, but the one she uses) fails me again, I can always just buy a box of laxatives and die on the toilet of Elvis-level shame. 

See you on the skinny side, 

Swannie