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IN-FREAKING-CREDIBLE

Tonight, I got to see one of the most amazing theatrical performances available for your viewing pleasure ever. I went with my sister and brother-in-law to see The Lion King. It was the most incredible thing I have ever seen. My favorite people in it, characters who put so much into their roles that it made you enjoy it just because you knew they were enjoying it were young Simba, Scar (frickin' incredible), and the baby elephant (who was on stage a total of about five minutes, but sooooooo adorable). The two bad things about it were that the people next to us went outside to smoke during the intermission, and on arriving home I found out that our daughter had refused to eat the bottle that had been prepared for her over two and a half hours ago. So, that just informs me that I cannot be away from her for five hours at a time.

Sick, as always

The family is still sick. I am so tired of being sick. I got sick when little Phe first got sick and now that we have gone through her getting better and X-man getting sick, I am still sick. Now he is getting better, and my cough is still just about enough to blow the top of my head off. The past two nights I haven't even been able to lie down to sleep because the mucus gathers and causes me to cough. Lucky for me I have a hug pillow, so I have just been propping myself up on that to get some pseudo restful sleep.

The whole family converges in two days upon this location. A joyous time will be had by all, I assure you. I am really happy about getting to see my oldest sister. I don't see her enough. It makes me sad.

I am happy that the kids have no recollection of our dearly departed. It would make things alot harder than usual. The other day X was eating yogurt, and we would always let Fiona lick out the yogurt container when he finished because it was so cute to see. When he was done he did his normal sign of "all done" and the breifly stated "duh" that I think is "done" (he does also say "duh" though which I feel is one of my greatest accomplishments in life), but then he started wiggling his tongue around in a licking fashion. So I said," What are you doing?", and he said "arf, arf" and licked the air profusely again. I put two and two together and said, "Oh, you want the doggie to lick the yogurt?" and he said yeah. So, I didn't quite know what to do so I just said that the doggie is gone and he forgot about the whole thing three seconds later, but I still sat there, some moisture had suddenly, unexpectedly formed in my eyes and I was having difficulty blinking it away.

Fiona Paulina, 9-02 to 11-17-2006

My sweet stupid dog ran across the road one too many times today. Poor thing. Who knows how long she laid out there before I found her. Lucky for me she was on the side of the road, and to all appearances was only hit by the one car that easliy broke her neck. She was four years old. I will miss her sweet soulfull gaze most of all.