Yay kitty!

I also have no TJ's, and damnit, now I want that cheese.

Yay, Merlin! Now learn which porch is yours so you can lounge possessively. And the inside is a nice place to be as well. Easy on the feet and full of soft places to curl up in.

PC, my hands have gone numb when I am having problems with anxiety, and being stressed and tense.

I'm glad Merlin's around.

Yesterday I got overheated and dehydrated. My feet started tingling and then cramping up. But I didn't feel thirsty. The human body can be weird.

Yesterday I got overheated and dehydrated. My feet started tingling and then cramping up. But I didn't feel thirsty. The human body can be weird.

You may have needed some potassium. I was so glad our party yesterday ended up being indoors rather than outdoors. I do not do well in the heat.

The entire day got away from me today somehow. We woke up late and then spent most of the day looking for the best flight possible and booking hotel rooms.

Our latest TJ's obsession is Island Soyaki

I've had the regular (non-Island) Soyaki, but the Island one sounds good.

PC, my hands have gone numb when I am having problems with anxiety, and being stressed and tense.

Sue's experience was my experience for a few months after Bartleby died.

Super numbness...like falling asleep numb. I wasn't in a position or condition to do anything about it and sort of resigned myself to them eventually falling off. After a while the sensation just went a way.

It could only have been stress.

I've had the regular (non-Island) Soyaki, but the Island one sounds good.

I used to love their Soy-vey! And the soy poppers that were totally addictive until their apparent disregard for my NEED. I honestly could not believe it when they discontinued that item. I made myself fairly unpopular in a couple of stores until one manager took pity on my twitching and told me to get over it...they weren't coming back.

TJ's they make you love, then they stomp on your heart...or more accurately, your belly.

so he just wanted to be outside. how sweet.

I guess so. He seems much happier than when he was inside. The ex-not-owner did tell us that. I still think he needed the six weeks indoors for learning which house the food is at.

Now learn which porch is yours so you can lounge possessively. And the inside is a nice place to be as well. Easy on the feet and full of soft places to curl up in.

Heh. We've been leaving the kitty door open at night - he may decide to start coming in again. If only when it rains. (Which, at the moment, is all the freaking time. We've had three months of almost nothing but rain. A month's worth of rain just fell in the last 24 hours. My vegetables are drowning. Bloody British weather.)

I found another charming Wikipedia page for a small town. I'm terribly curious as to who writes these things.

I was gazing at a magazine subscription card and wondering how the subscription department for Architectural Digest ended up in Boone, Iowa. I began to mull over whether Boone, Iowa, was a hotbed of computerized magazine management and began Googling them. A small town of about 12,000 people, ready and willing to make your business or industry at home there.

Their Wikipedia page spoke of their coal mining past and their demographics, but the railroad section revealed simmering tensions in the "Boone Micropolitan Statstical Area." Union Pacific bought out the Cleveland & Northwest line, and

Traffic has increased quite a bit and there are some issues with traffic blockage and noise. The locomotives no longer honk their horns in the town proper.

No idea if the lack of honkage is a problem or a plus. But it obviously a point that this civic-minded writer finds important.

I find myself longing to visit Boone, Iowa, now.