December 3,  2002

      No, we didn't talk about the email.

      And this week just keeps going down hill.  His best friends - almost 30 years of hanging out together - get on a plane tomorrow for places far away.  He's not very happy. Neither am i - they are incredibly wonderful people.

      He's sick - last night it was like crawling into bed with a furnace.  Today the fever seems broken, yet he's weak.  And during all this the cat decided to do number two on the bed.  It's a problem we finally couldn't rationalize any longer.  

      The first few times the cat acted out, we figured okay, she's new.. she'll learn.  But 4 months later we are still having problems.  She had to go back.  Unfortunately she decided that i'm her human ... when i come home knowing i'm about to take her back where she came from, and she dashes to the door to greet me and follows me everywhere - then it gets a tad hard to do.  Of course i broke down in the humane society office, blubbering like a kid.  i really liked that cat.

       Tomorrow i have the dubious pleasure of going back to the dentist.  How many needles this time? Who can know?  i just hope it's over quickly.

      On the upside, my daughter (the child who hates me at the moment) appears to not hate me.  She was sympathetic with me about my obvious distress at losing the cat and offered to buy me another one for Christmas.  She also continued to tell me about her new adventures at school and how successful she's being with doing things.  The same things she gave me grief about last week 'cause i "forced" her to learn them.  Gads.

      On the downside i missed the holidailies for this year.  And they limited the number of people to 30.  So i don't have to update daily this year.  But i probably should anyway.   i honestly don't know if i can.   

      “Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.”
--Salvador Dali      

      Hint:  email

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