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We took Jake to get his nails clipped and ground at PetSmart yesterday, and I almost came home with a cat. She was/is white with yellow spots, and I was drawn to her alert, speculative expression. She was found living under the stairs of an apartment building at the age of 7 months. Just the naming possibilities are fantastic. I can't see adding a family member to our household right now. I know continuous costs of food, litter and vaccinations, etc. is more than we can afford, and an un-wise proposition. So, I was never realistically planning to adopt the kitty, even though she was one of the few who was not at all wigged out by Jake or the kids. The true surprise was Josh. He offered to buy me the cat.

I was a little taken aback. Josh has never made any secret of his unfriendly feelings for cats. They've been the butt of his cruelest jokes, and he's always said he would never have one. I knew that one day he would have a little girl, and one smile would win him over, but I don't remember Abbie asking for this cat. Well, maybe he just had money burning a hole in his pocket or something. Some days he cannot rest easy until he's blown all his money on something, even if it's something he doesn't especially want.

Josh has taken the tv stand completely apart. TV is on the floor. DVDs are on the floor. VCR and DVD player are on the little table by the window. And there is a lovely diagram of the project plans over on the ottoman.

My forehead is peeling, up by my hairline. I forgot to mention that I got burned in some places where the sunscreen didn't reach. I have two nickel-sized spots on my upper temples. And they're peeling. Ew. I'm surprised the rest of me wasn't burned. I thought I was, at first, I was so red. The next day I could see the burnt spots on the top of my forehead, but my most noticeable characteristic was that I had dark, dark circles under my eyes. I don't know if that is normal after a hot day in the sun. Maybe I should find out.

Grant has been really mean today, doing things he shouldn't do pretty much constantly. Except when Grant was making her shriek (I really hate that sound), Abbie has been pretty nice. No naps so far. Maybe we'll have an early night tonight. I could handle that. I had another insomnia night last night.

We're going to have breakfast for dinner tonight. Josh ran off to the store to get tomatoes so I can make a cheese and tomato omelet and he's going to be extra sweet and cook the bacon outside on the grill so we don't have to scrub down the whole kitchen. He's SuperJosh today. He even cleaned the bathroom! He has class tonight, though, so I don't get to go to practice. That's very sad, especially since my new and exciting blisters are all better today.

I saw August Rush last night when the kids were asleep and I wasn't. It's an interesting little movie. It leans slightly toward fairy tale. The little kid is a superb actor, though. It was worth watching just to see him.

I'm reading Sherlock Holmes. It's fun. Much better than the Rudyard Kipling stuff. Whew! Too depressing. The eccentric Mr. Holmes is much more to my liking this week. Did you know that they are coming out with a new Sherlock Holmes movie, starring Robert Downey Jr.? Looks like an embarrassing corruption. They have Jude Law as Watson, which I can easily see, but Holmes is more of an adventurer in the new film, and less of an observer/reasoner/actor.

Ah! I hear my tomatoes arriving.

Farewell, Friends!