Important features of the Equinox/Yom Kippur weekend here at
Casa Rabbit:

  1. The
    cat decided not to die.  For a whole
    week TGeek nursed this terribly ill kitty. 
    On Saturday the cat rallied and now appears poised to spend at
    least a few more months sleeping under my desk, stomping on TGeek’s chest
    while he lies in bed, demanding fresh-running sink water to drink, and
    periodically barfing on the carpet. 
    Welcome back, Benjamin.
  1. While
    the cat was recovering, a human friend was wheeled into emergency
    surgery.  Twice.  Feel better, friend.  ASAP.
  1. Little
    Bit played in her second soccer game and scored her first goal.  Way to go, baby girl!
  1. I took
    the girls to the state fair.  Tigger
    took a moderately adventurous approach and went on fast spinny rides but
    nothing excessively high or upside downy. 
    Little Bit took her usual extremely cautious approach and went on
    little kiddie rides.  The one
    exception: Little Bit agreed to ride the Tilt-a-Whirl with her sister.  (Her mother is prone to vertigo and only
    rode the carousel.)  From the
    expression on her face, I considered demanding that the operator stop the
    ride.  By the end, though, she was
    ok.  Tigger talked to her soothingly
    while they spun, and Little Bit said she was glad she’d done it.  Way to be a big sister, Tigger!
  1. I
    visited the newly upscalified local mall and watched a drug deal go down
    in the parking lot.  Wish they would
    legalize that stuff so people could do it in private.
  1. G’mar Chasima Tova – May you all be inscribed
    and sealed for a good year!


10 thoughts on “

  1. Well, duh, the cat’s not a turkey.What a good big sister Tigger is!I have to say I think too much of our money, time, etc. is spent on drug stuff,but I really, really don’t want to be Sweden, either. There’s got to be a happy medium between drug barons who’ve become the new white collar CEOs and addicts clogging public spaces, public housing, and medical clinics.

  2. Actually, I don’t have any complaints about my AP classes. There’s a lot of homework, of course, but it’s nice to be in a class that facilitates intelligent discussion. I love my AP classes more than my normal classes.

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