I spent two weeks convincing her it was okay to go, and she was finally excited about it. We're taking her out to a restaurant tonight to soften the blow that has burgers and milkshakes for her and cocktails for me.

It's important to have a strategy! Milkshakes (and cocktails) to the rescue.

Thanks, Hec.

We're also setting up her new bed this weekend, and we are going to have to move around some of her furniture to accommodate it, and I really didn't want her to be here for that. I wanted it to be all done and set because she hates change as much as her momma does and she's going to give us trouble about moving things.

and I really didn't want her to be here for that.

Maybe it's time she discovered cocktails.

Oh dear, sj. I will be sending calming vibes for sure.

Maybe it's time she discovered cocktails.

Heh. That's what ice cream is for. Although she does love her Shirley Temples.

I loved a Shirley Temple when I was a kid. Probably still would, honestly.

My sister once astounded a NYC bartender by downing seven (!) Shirley Temples.

Yikes, I would go into a sugar coma.

ah, she's made of stronger stuff (and, for what it's worth, they were fairly small if I remember correctly, but still ...)

ah ... when politics gets, um, interesting