We went to the Children's Museum of Indianapolis Haunted House this morning. The girls wanted to go and we already had the tickets. It had been pouring rain, appropriate to the situation, but the rain had let up and there was no line (a small miracle right there) so we got in quickly. I'm glad we went. It is no where near as scary as what Doc is doing -- a much younger client base! --  but for the space of the tour, the family forgot and I heard my husband laugh for the first time since it happened.
I don't think laughter will be heard much here for a long while but little Maggie is doing her best. She is a glutton for attention. You look at her and she flops down and rolls over so you can scratch her tummy which she loves. I've reopened the "Feline Liberation Fund". Whether a little ball of fur shows up on our doorstep like Maggie did or if we adopt from Petsmart as we did with Sassy and Sebastian there will be expenses involved and we will be ready for when Bast sends us another little furchild to care for.

Pent, I'm so sorry about your kitty!  Glad you guys had fun today at the HH, and that you're looking forward to a new little fur baby!

We're heading out for the weekend tomorrow, and it'll be a long break that I've needed.  This week has kicked my BUTT!  My cousin's having a Halloween Party, and I'm to read tarot for "Tips for Tits"--all tips in the jar at my side will go to my sis-in-law's "3 Day Walk for the Cure" she's doing next month.  My aunt just had breast cancer and her 2d surgery was this past Friday.  So, we're excited to be doing a small fundraiser at this party for research $.

Anyway, that's moi. 

Hubby just got home with some news. When word got around the Post Office about Sebastian, one of the ladies he works with told him that she had a little black tomkitten he could have if he wanted him.
My heart says to take him, MoonCat and Hubby agree so we will probably pick him up on Saturday. We will have to get a new kitty carrier (we never reuse them...)  They have been calling him "Mr. B." but as a black cat in our household, he will have a name that begins with "S". Maybe Samhain won't be so sad after all....
Thanks be to Bast....

"Sanctuary Control. We have cat. I repeat we have the cat."

Our new addition is currently under the sofa with the Hubby laying on the floor in front of it talking to him and Miss Maggie laying on the sofa watching the whole proceedings with interest.  He is feeling a bit trumatized. He had an attack of... ahem... loose bowels on the way home followed by vomiting. That was probably caused by the rectangular blue thing I saw when I hosed down the kitty carrier.(Yes, he was in a Pet Taxi. We've done this before!) He's small -- no more that 14 weeks I would say although the vet will have the final word -- and he has the golden/amber-gold eyes of one of the "purebreed" strains of black cats. So he is either a Black Domestic Shorthair (like the War Queen) or a Bombay (like our beloved Sassy.) MoonCat sooooo wants his "official" birthday to be June 6, 2006 and I've promised her that if the vet says that he is that old, that will be his birthday. Hubby's co-worker met us in front of her house with him and he got alarmed and I thought he might get away so we put him in the carrier immediately. Consequently, I haven't seen much of him. I'll fill you in when I've had a chance to look at him more. My first impression is that he looks like a cross between Sassy and Sebastian...

THANK-YOU BLEESED BAST!!!  Congrats on the new arrivial.  This is a day full of GOOD news.  This morning, at work, we received a fax from our new Distict Pharmacy Manager.  It stated that, ONLY, 24 hour stores will be open on Christmas Day.  Yes my friends, MY STORE WILL BE CLOSED!  I am still calling for the boycott.  This is because the pain and suffering involved.  

         HAPPY, HAPPY, JOY, JOY, HAPPY, HAPPY, JOY, JOY!!!!!!

The Lord of Samhain has discovered our bedroom. "Be afraid, be very afraid...."

I've got a photobucket account now but with dialup, it is going to take a while to get anything loaded... *sigh*  but at least I'm getting started.

We're back from town -- had to go to the bank and pay the mortgage.. I know that we could mail it but it gives me a secure feeling to see that payment entered into the computer right in front of me. I know too much about what can happen to bill payments in the Postal Service's sorting machines.....

  I hear you about the errands. The letter carrier was late and we had to make a mad dash to the bank once she had gone....
And it is good that you have an idea about the servers because I'm so clueless it isn't funny. My only excuse is that I haven't been at the top of my game this week  but I'm trying to get my cognitive functions back online and they are coming -- slowly...

Friday is payday here so by the time Hubby rolls out the door headed for work, I will be knee deep in supplies that need to be put away.

Penthesilea wrote on Nov 2^nd, 2006 at 4:20pm:


We weren't quite seven miles from town, but after the lakehouse, I know whatcha mean - it was five minutes in the car just to the nearest gas station, much less the grocery store.  If I didn't get it on Saturday, I had to get it on the way home from work. 

We're about 20 minutes from town -- when the weather is good -- when it's bad, all bets are off. Nike can attest to how twisty and turny/uppy and downy that road is. In the winter time, you don't make unnecessary trips!!