Well my darlings, today was supposed to be uneventful. A chill, nothing-to-see-here Monday. Spoiler alert: it was not. First off, I...

Good evening, Jabbers. Reporting live from the Land of Cushions, Collagen, and Chaos. Today was… a lot. Let’s begin. Morning Mayhem: The...

Wow. Sixty days on a jab. SIXTY. I feel like I should get a medal, or at least a badge that says “Ask me about my suppressed appetite and...

Oh my word. Strap in, my dear readers, because Jabatha has lived through two days of pure chaos that could easily be turned into a...

Gather round, my fellow sleuths of the scale, because JABatha Christie has cracked yet another weight-loss mystery - and this one...

Friends, gather round, because Day 56 was a full-on episode of “The Jabatha Show: Chaos Edition.” First things first - no cat podcast...

Well, well, well. Day 55 and I have officially crossed into a parallel dimension: the dimension where food noise exists. Let me tell you,...

Wow. We had another full moon cat podcast at 3am this morning. Honestly, Ruby was chatting away like she’s hosting Radio Meow FM. Who is...

Confession time: I abandoned you for three days. Friday was swallowed whole by work (and not in a good, bao-bun way), then Saturday and...

Ladies, gentlemen, cats, and protein bowls that nobody asked for - can we just take a dramatic pause and acknowledge something? 50 DAYS....

Whoaaaaah. Day 49 and the virus is still playing WrestleMania in my body. Honestly, it’s like COVID had an affair with perimenopause,...

Last night I was living my best pensioner-meets-Broadway life because I finally watched The Thursday Murder Club and OH. MY. DAYS. What....

Ahhhh, my own bed. Slept like a baby… except for the traditional wake-up call: a cat butt in my face. Oh, how I missed it. Truly, nothing...

Week 6 Weigh-In: -2lbs (Total: 16.3lbs / 7.4kg Gone!) Well, well, well… look who’s back on the scales, still clinging to life despite a...

First of all: apologies, my beloved jabbers, for not posting every day. I know, I know - the suspense must have been killing you. But...

Well, fellow jabbers, here we are. Days 36 and 37. The virus (or plague, or curse, or whatever unholy thing this is) is still clinging to...

Week 5 Weigh-In: Pounds on the Run, Hot Water Bottles in Tow Dear readers, brace yourselves. Today I stood before the scales – that...

My deepest apologies for vanishing for a couple of days, but frankly, my body has been hijacked by some sort of hellish entity. A strain,...

Apologies, my darlings, for going radio silent for four whole days. I know, unforgivable. Normally I’d never vanish without at least a...

This morning’s wake-up call was less “birds chirping in the sunshine” and more “a certain furry someone’s butt parked directly on my...