So when I got home on Sunday I looked at Monty and his face looked kind of funny, like it was a little swollen on one side. I thought that he had slept funny and messed up his fur or something, but today it was bigger and is clearly a swelling.

Saturday he was absolutely fine, I left town for a day and come back to a puffy faced cat. Maybe it will go down by itself.

So I picked up the kids from school yesterday for Cynthia and on the trip home we started talking about whether grownups could do anything they wanted--Bonnie said that they could and when she grew up she would do everything she felt like, and Molly countered that grownups had to obey they law, and I threw in that grownups actually could do anything they wanted, but if they chose to do wrong things they had to take their punishment.

Then Bonnie said:

"Kymmie, if you were very very bad and you killed everybody except us, you wouldn't go to heaven, you would go to a different place where there are piles of fire and the devil makes you his slave and it's called London!"

And I said, "What was that?" and she started to repeat it but she said that she didn't know what it was called, but Molly ratted her and said that she had said London instead of hell, and we both laughed and laughed until Bonnie said, "I did not say London! I said Cundon!" Because that made so much more sense.

I had rehearsal, and when I came home I was just settling down to watch the Jazz playoff game with Cynthia and Fran when my phone rang. It was Omar, who had just come back from his daughter's scene night and had to vent.

Apparently, Circle now has three nights of hell for the parents, each three and a half hours long, a song night, a scene night and a dance night, and the worst thing about this one was that Lorelei was great. but her scene was first, and then there was hours and hours of other people's talentless children stumbling through bad scenes. And he told me about every single one of them.

We ended up talking for 2 1/2 hours, it was hilarious. The poor thing, but hey, you have a kid and let her become an actor, you suck it up and sit through the horrors.

Lenten entries missed:

Loobylu made ginger chocolate biscuits, turned 31, fed sweet potatoes to Amelia J, had a hot date in Ikea and made South of the Border Soup.

Today's horoscope:
You might be backing a losing proposition. Loyalty is a fine trait, but you could stand a bit of perspective. Study the receipts of previous sales and watch a useful pattern emerge.

One year ago today:
I know I'm the queen of getting great ideas and never following through, and the next time I go to the darkroom I have other things to do, but I'm not going to remember this good idea. I really should do something with this photography, the only people who ever see what I do are my friends.

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