My apologies on the front end for any rambling - I am tired.
The cat has a urinary tract infection. Too much information? I only mention it because I commented on taking her to the vet a few days ago. I dropped her off at the vet's office on Friday, and she brought her home that evening, medicine and all. Do you get that kind of service from your vet? (Yeah, she's a friend, but still.) I was the nursery volunteer in church today and the vet's sweet daughter (who is two) told me, "We bwought you med'cin! We bwought you med'cin!" I could eat that child! So, happy ending all around on the cat front. She is still, yuck, getting on the table, but all things considered, it could be worse.
We are all still grieving over Julia's passing. I now officially hate dog food commercials. Cute little puppies? Don't want to see 'em. It's getting better, though.
The boys are well. Sal had scouty things to do, and Tiger was a tag along. He's good at tagging, poor, pitiful third child. His tick bite is still red, so it looks like a visit to the doctor's office is in our near future. Ugh. Butterfly's
play is in five days. (On knees, giving thanks that the end is near.)
Best Sunday moment was on the way home from rehearsal tonight. We were
listening to her Happy Land CD and In the Sweet By and By came on. We
sang it together driving Mach 1 down Interstate 55. It was a beautiful
Did you notice that I told you about the animals before I mentioned the kids? It just occurred to me. My mother will read this and call me an unnatural mother. She could be right!
"Mama!" Butterfly called a couple of hours ago. "You'd better come here."
Julia had fallen over trying to drink. She was still down when I got there. After attempting to rise, she fell over again.
She hasn't gotten up since.
I phoned our Vet., who is a friend, and we are doing what we can to make her comfortable. We will have to see what the next few days bring. It doesn't look good.
Butterfly and I had been enjoying "Girl's Weekend." (The C.F.O. is working. Tiger and Sal are camping.) Prior to the Julia incident, we had been having a really great couple of days.
Yesterday we went to a lecture by Dr. Jane Goodall. She was quite awe-inspiring, and I am so glad that Butterfly had the opportunity to hear her speak. Dr. Goodall's telling of how her mother's encouragement and support enabled her to achieve her dreams reminded me of the awesome and wonderful responsibility I have as a mother. It is more than a little daunting. Her schedule of 300 days per year traveling and speaking would bury me. That she is able to maintain that level of activity in what you might call the evening of her career is phenomenal.
To say I was impressed would be an understatement.
Last night was rehearsal for The Pied Piper.
This morning we quickly tidied the house, and then we picked up Twilight.
We watched it three times.
Copious amounts of popcorn and Thin Mints were involved.
*Edit: Upon reflection "Girl's Weekend" probably should have been "Girls' Weekend." I just thought of Butterfly, and forgot to count myself. I really need to work on the whole self-awareness thing.