September 4th, 2008

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bye bye, beany.

when i was getting ready for bed last night, i noticed beany wasn't in her usual spot behind the toilet.

this morning, brian found her underneath the bed in oliver's room.

she's been sick and it was obvious it was getting close to her time to go.

she was a sweet and gentle cat with beautiful eyes and a funny meow and she will be missed.

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groovy dad

piper and the cowlick.

we watched palin's speech last night. it was like a fairytale!

the best part of the whole thirty minutes for me was this:



ps: sarainc has posted some awesome fact-checking links, if you're interested.

pps:
On a MySpace page subsequently taken down, Johnston boasts, "I'm a f - - -in' redneck" who likes to snowboard and ride dirt bikes.

"But I live to play hockey. I like to go camping and hang out with the boys, do some fishing, shoot some s- - - and just f - - -in' chillin' I guess."

"Ya f - - - with me I'll kick [your] ass," he added.

He also claims to be "in a relationship," but states, "I don't want kids."
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it's the world's most beautiful day outside.

after a couple of days of waiting for gustav to cry itself out, the skies have cleared to a deep and beautiful blue and the heat has relented. the thermostat and the pottery rabbit with a mercury thermometer for ears are both reading 75 degrees. the air conditioners are at rest.

brian is napping.

earlier, i selected an unused baby blanket with a jungle animal print. brian pulled beany out from under the bed and wrapped her in it. i'm grateful we just happened to have a nice cardboard box that hadn't gone to the recycling pile yet. handing her off at the vet was quick and he returned with coffee. we cried for a minute and then finished cleaning up the bathroom where beany had peed.

i'm hoping he'll let me take him somewhere this afternoon where we can have a drink outside before picking up oliver.

the plants are loving an environment where they don't bake for 12 hours a day. maybe i'll finally see a bloom on that moonvine dad brought. it looks like it's going to pop any minute now.