I need to see if Mr. Jane wants me to thaw that artichoke mushroom soup in the freezer. That's what I want for dinner, but if he wants to stop and pick something up, I'm willing to hear him out.

I don't think I'll be cooking until tomorrow but tonight I'm buying the ingredients for Spanish potato salad, tomato bread with ham and cheese and baked goat cheese with tomato sauce & garlic bread.

Cashmere sent me cookies

They're like a hug you can eat!

We got a sitter and DH took me out for dinner. The two margaritas made me feel less like strangling my children. The lamb chops weren't bad, either.

Now we're watching basketball.

Mmm, lamb.

I have making cookies on the list for tonight, too. But seeing as how I'm on, like, item 5 of 25 for the whole day, I'm thinking cookies aren't going to make the cut.

Go Spartans! (I'm on tivo delay, though. The SO is watching Montreal hockey. He hates Montreal. I am failing to see the logic of why this precludes watching the NCAA finals, especially when the folks are likely to call me up as soon as the game ends.)

I. Will. Kill. Nunya.

Ply is out all night, comes back in the morning happy as a clam. Nunya slips out as Ply comes in, is out for maybe ten minutes, gets into a fight. Comes back inside limping. Come home from work, she doesn't try prying the door open like she usually does. Find her under the bed purring away, but it's the wrong kind of purr. Pull her out and palpate and find her front leg is swollen. Vet's closed, warm compresses, and beg my dad for money.

It was safer up in NH with the coyotes, fisher cats, ravens, bears, high-trafficked road and white trash with b.b. guns.

Oh no Juliebird! If it's a "cat fight abcess" like Persey had it's not back-breaking expensive but I think altogether I spent $500 getting Persey back to healthy. I'm not sure how long she went before I noticed the lump, though. You might have caught it soon enough that warm compresses will help. My fingers are crossed for you and Nunya.

They're like a hug you can eat!

nom nom nom.

It cost 600 for aspiration and sedation, minor surgery and an overnight stay, and I have a record of the last abscess costing 125. So, it's not outrageous, I just simply don't have the money. I am down to loose change until my next paycheck.

Boss is giving me no hope about a raise. "I'll put the question forward, but They'll think that if they give you one, then the other two salaried staff will have to get one." What is this, a union?

I 'taught' DH to make ham steak with pineapple and mustard-brown sugar sauce. plus there was broccoli. We both like vegetables. But we are puzzled why vegetables often taste like real food.

Good luck with the fighting cat, Juliebird.

I'm going crazy. I took down 2 brackets. I can only find one. CHAOS IS MAKING ME NUTS.