Alan Grayson reported that doctor. I'm...sure it's been handled. No word on whether he actually said "You're supposed to *treat* dicks, not be one," or if I just made that up. But in my head, he totally did.

Poor CV! The same thing happened to my MiL and it is a nightmare to recover from.

I went through something similar after having CJ. My dear mother did the twice daily care and I had a home nurse once a week. I remember basically living in the recliner and moving as little as possible. Mom and KCD handled diaper duty and all the household stuff.

Oy, poor CV. Much -ma for her.

My SIL was due on Tuesday. My brother (her husband) had ankle surgery a few months ago and he had a relapse so he's back in a cast for another four weeks. And their toddler sprained his ankle last week.

So there isn't a member of the family who can pick up something from the floor, except the dogs. Oy.

ION, the realtor seemed pretty enthusiastic about my house, and thinks I could get *rather more* than I thought I could, although I would have to replace the roof and do a bunch more small jobs around the house. Oy for my finances.

Here's a big mistake. I took mona to the groomers, which is next to the nail place, so we both had our spa day (how very LA, right?).

There's a new shelter on the other side of the groomers, and I went in to make a donation and scratch some ears. Of course, as soon as I made the donation, the manager of the shelter said, "would you like to play with the new kittens in the back?"

Why yes, nice shelter manager. Yes I would.

So I sat on the floor and played with a newly weaned litter of kittens. The bravest I named Galileo.

But because I love Ruby and Mona, I did not take him home.

I have two pets, and if they got sick, this is what I could afford in vet costs. Another kitty wouldn't be fair. And besides, Ruby might not get along with Galileo. Mona definitely would take umbrage.

BUT CUTEY KITTY! Damn. Stupid.

Con-going Buffistas, I have arrived at the hotel, if any of you are about. If not, I'll see you for dinner at 5.

Allyson, that's why I have avoided visiting the shelter where I got Amarna since I've adopted her. Just going to the vet and looking at the few cats they have for adoption there while she's having her claws trimmed is difficult enough, and all I do there is coo over the cats in their cages. (One was a clone of Amarna, down to the meowing and attention-getting tricks, which would have been difficult to distinguish them apart if I had gotten her, but it did demonstrate my weakness for talkative black cats!)

I so wanted to keep the little tabby I found and took to the SPCA a few weeks ago. He was a sweetie. But two cats is enough for me in this little house, and while Leo and Percy get along well, I don't think either would be happy with sharing their space with another.

Must not become Crazy Cat Lady.

So I sat on the floor and played with a newly weaned litter of kittens. The bravest I named Galileo.

But because I love Ruby and Mona, I did not take him home.

I am more than halfway serious when I say send me an email with the name of the shelter so I can go visit him. Meep. I really would love to bring home a new kitten, I'm just worried about how my kitty would deal.

OK, everyone needs to go out and see the Hubble IMAX in 3D. It is seriously awesome, and I'm not just saying that because my friend Lisa (not to mention countless coworkers) worked on the visual effects for the starfields! Launch is spectacular, seeing the telescope like that, the video footage from the helmet cams, FINALLY getting to see Mass snap off railing (god, that was a nailbiter LISTENING to it, seeing it, the whole theater of Institute employees and friends gasped,) flying through the deep fields and the nebulas, all 99.5% scientifically accurate (they had to extrapolate some to go "under" an opaque gas cloud)....gah.

Taylor came with and pronounced it awesome and couldn't stop talking about the final sequence the whole way home ("looked like synapses!" Yes, yes it did.)

We had our personal astronaut and the head of the visualization team introduce it.

Yes, I got chills. Yes, I might have teared up a bit. Yes, a shudder of relief still when the boosters separated. It's just gorgeous.

I just got a very exciting email, but the fact that I've procrastinated in making a webpage for myself is now biting me in the ass. I wonder how quickly I could get a portfolio put together without having to sell a kidney.