Breakfast at 8 (at my desk), lunch between 1 and 2 (at my desk), snack while the kids are eating dinner at 6:30, actual dinner around 9pm.

I'd save money and calories by eating breakfast at home, but I have enough trouble waking up at 7 to roll out of bed and be on the train by 7:15. No way I could wake up early enough to feed myself.

Dylan out of nowhere tonight asked if I was pregnant because he thinks I should have another baby so he can have a brother and a sister. I said it didn't work like that and also, no. Which made him really really upset. I think what's really upsetting him is his dad being out of town, but I'm not sure what the steps were from "I miss my dad" to "Mom should get me a baby brother."

So, change of plans with my parents. My mom's not feeling well, so my dad decided they will leave early tomorrow morning, rather than Monday morning. (That way they can get home and get my mom in to see her doctor.) Hope they figure out what's wrong and my mom feels better.

Mystery tonight solved- I must've bumped the dial to off. Can't even blame Brian (he was always turning it off) since he's not used it in months. But truly, sometimes it doesn't go off!

I really can't eat first thing. I can do coffee and juice, but putting actual food in my stomach makes it churn unhappily.

My body just ignores anything I eat for the first hour or so I am awake. so if I eat I just need to eat again, which means breakfast is usually at 8:30 or so.

My plan is to have meds after I've driven in to work, so that's with brekkie, and that's between 8:30 and 9:00. All that I consume before then is (citrus) water. Lunch is randomly between 12 and 3, and dinner is before 7:30 or so, if I do have it. Often it's just a muffin or bread and butter.

That's MWF anyway. The rest of the days I have no pattern, but there has to be tea by about 8:30am. I

I eat randomly when I am hungry mostly.

I invited Mom over for a sort of spur of the moment early dinner and she ended up hanging out through the evening watching an entire (500 miles! In Texas!) Nascar race with me.

But we ate the steak I bought and was too big for me, finished off the marinated tomatoes and also the salad I needed to use up. And she brought over a nearly half full quart of milk that she won't finish. I just finished my quart this morning having coffee so now tomorrow is coffee instead of tea again.

She's useful for making sure I actually keep my place presentable levels of clean (which was a motivating factor in my invitation tonight) and using up food that I can't (or don't want to) consume alone. To be fair, she does the same.

As Maria told me last night, she's probably going to hang on out of sheer bitchiness.

Well, so long as she's not in discomfort, she can stay stubborn. I know it's hard watching her decline and knowing that the end is eventually coming but you're such a wonderful pet owner. Even with Pumpkin being a serial murderer by drowning.

Sounds like a delicious dinner, Cass.

but you're such a wonderful pet owner. Even with Pumpkin being a serial murderer by drowning.

Thank you. There is so much second-guessing and days I'm convinced this is it and then she's all what? I was just napping! And for the record, only Devi has actually killed a mammal. Or 3 or 4. And she used to drown everything too. Pumpkin merely aspiring to title of Predator Queen.

I really can't eat first thing. I can do coffee and juice, but putting actual food in my stomach makes it churn unhappily.

That used to be the case for me (no longer, alas); about all I could stomach before 10 a.m. was a sliced apple.

Sorry to hear about your mom not feeling well, Sparky.