What a good day!

The day started with a trip to the optometrist's office to pick up YS's new glasses and have my new contact check up. Both went great, and YS gave me a big hug outside the office because he was so happy seeing better and looking good. It was a great moment to be a mom.

At 1 p.m. there was a rehearsal of the new music group forming of folks who work at my company. Mostly guitarists, so they welcomed another singer. I told them I'm a karaoke singer, not a musician, but they said it was mostly for fun and not to worry about it. The idea is, eventually, to entertain at company events and maybe charity things.

Two other women showed up to sing, and we got along well. We didn't sound too bad, either! One of them REALLY struck me as someone I'd like to know better, so I invited her to join me and Kat and the gang for dancing and fun tonight at My Ole Man's. It'll be neat if she shows up.

Now I'm dressed and waiting for Kat to pick me up. She's the ringleader for tonight, so we're going just a little early to make sure there are tables and seats for everyone. Yay! This should be fun!

Poor Kitty

Gracie the Wonder Cat has been ill since last Thursday. Okay, we didn't realize she was sick until early Saturday, but then knew the sneezing she was doing on Thursday must have been the start of it.

What really tipped us off was that there was food left in her dish in the afternoon. When this cat leaves food behind, there is definitely something wrong.

So, I called the vet on Monday, but couldn't get an appointment until Tuesday evening. OS and I took off after work yesterday to go see what was wrong. As he put it, "The cat's broken. Fix it."

The vet doesn't know exactly what's wrong. She wanted to do blood tests and x-rays that would cost over $250 (plus another $215 for more basic stuff) to find out. Hey, I don't have $250 that isn't already earmarked for bills.

She was running a fever, not eating or drinking much, and sneezing like crazy. I okayed giving her subcutaneous fluids, checking her icky ears for mites (nope! I told the tech she didn't have them), and an antibiotic. With the office visit, it came to $120. That I could handle.

The fluids seemed to do her the most good. She was pretty perky this morning--almost her old self. If she'll just eat and drink, now, I'll stop worrying so much.

This is the best cat I've ever shared a home with in my entire life.

Long Time, No Blog

Well, life DOES go on...sometimes whether we want it to or not.

Turned out my Mr. Right wasn't. Darn. I got a "It's not you, it's me," phone call in early June. The problem with those calls, is that we never believe it. It MUST be me, right? Who else was with us all that time? I seriously want to know what turned off the love in his head. What's supposed to be a gentle letdown starts a storm of conjecture: What'd I do? Is it what I said at the bar last Saturday? Is it that he finally saw me naked? Do I have an annoying habit I'm not aware of? Crap.

ANYway, the trip to Kauai went far to salve my hurt feelings. It's a beautiful place, indeed. The thing is, it's a small island. Once you've seen it, you've seen it. So, unless there's a place you REALLY want to spend a lot of time at, it can get boring. Not being a hiking/surfing/scuba/beach chick, I think I'd go buggy if I stayed there too long. If I go back to Hawaii, it'll be to Maui (to see what's changed since 1987) or the Big Island. Pictures WILL be posted.

YS and I went to the eye doctor today. He's thrilled to be getting new glasses. His vision is very poor, and his glasses are almost a part of him. They're VERY important in his world. The old frames kept coming apart, the lenses would pop out, and he lived in constant fear of not being able to see for the rest of the day. Shame on me for making him wait until the insurance allowed him to get new frames. While we were there, they fixed his old frames, too. That means he'll have a back up pair from now on. Yay.

I'm trying contacts again; this time monocular so I don't have to put on reading glasses. We'll see how it works. I hate wearing glasses.