She Made Me a Belly that Shook Like a Bowlful of Jelly


Belly drew some adorable pictures of her dad, the cat and her grandmother. Oh, yes, and of me too.

I’m a teeny bit concerned, though, because this could be how I’ll look after the holidays are over. At least I look happy. . .

(Picture Removed: Belly was horrified that I posted her drawing, so, at her request, I’ve removed it. Sorry guys! It was pretty funny, but I have to live with her).

(I would like to mention that there were NO nipple tassels in the picture. As far as I can tell, Belly has no idea nipple tassels exist. At least I hope so. Maybe I should pay better attention to where she’s going on play dates).

Post-Election Thoughts

This is a bit belated, but given how sick I’ve been the past couple of days, I supposed you’ll understand. So, here goes:

WOO HOO!!!!


Oh, yes, I’m excited about the outcome of the election and have shed many tears over this historic win.

My euphoria dimmed today, though, when I opened one of my IRA statements and saw that my earnings are down almost 40% Y-T-D. Forty percent! Ack.

Oh, you mean that just because a new president was elected, all of our country’s problems aren’t fixed? Sigh. If only it were so easy.

In other election-day news, Massachusetts has voted to ban dog racing by the year 2010. This decision means that there will likely be a glut of greyhounds looking for homes. Since we’ve been thinking about getting a dog in the next few years, we’re now considering this breed, especially since it could fulfill my need to adopt, vs buy, a dog.

But, here’s the thing: you know that line of thought that says that often people end up choosing dogs that look like them? That kind of freaks me out, because. . . well. . .I think I kind of look like a greyhound:


Belly is definitely not greyhound; maybe beagle.

If only I had their speed. And their warm nose.

Anyone have advice on these dogs? Can they live with cats? Chickens*? Kids? Cuz, you know my dream life must include these things as well.

*no, we don’t have chickens yet. I’m still too chicken (ha!) to actually get any. But, someday. . .

VOTE!

You know what you gotta do today—make history, do the right thing, and VOTE OBAMA!: