Quite satisfactory.

My most recent favorite thing:

Waking up in the middle of the night to a tugging of covers and realizing that the tugger is a kitty who has decided to snuggle up for the evening.

this is Sam:

My other cat's name is Blackie (she is black....). She comes from a long line of Blackies, meaning that my grandmother got a lot of black cats in succession and gave them all the same name. She also had 3 or 4 dogs named Duke.

Mom always said...

Well - if you can't say something that's not bitter, then don't say anything at all. That's where I've been, East Bitterton. But now I'm back - and hopefully not too sarcasticly. Sandy, who I work with, has started a rather impressive powerpoint presentation about our office which has renewed my interest in Adventures With Abe, also - I'm on a softball team... so there' s shit to write about right there.

Maybe a list of injuries: one badly bruised (and no longer bleeding, thank heavens) finger.

Creativity is back, but there are no guarantees that it will stick around (also, if it rains for 2 weeks straight again, I may slip into a gloom-induced coma.)