What DAY is it?

I didn't have to work today. It was lovely. I was inexplicably awake at 7:30 this morning so I took a shower and put on fresh pj's. I also got in some quality time with Bean before she left for school. We have been missing each other lately - I worked so much last week and then Monday night I was at Andie's house for massage and dinner. I sort of feel guilty for that one... but I sooooooooooo needed it.

It's our habit to buy each other massages for birthdays and stuff. Our friend Michelle is a fabulous massage therapist and she comes to your house!! So we book an evening with Michelle, pour some drinks and eat good food. Monday night's fare included white wine spritzers (who knew?), Knolla's pizza (best slice in town) and eclairs. Apparently my "if it don't hurt it ain't broke" theory is wrong. My neck is not in good shape. Michelle gently reminded me that it shouldn't feel like I replaced every soft-tissue in my neck with titanium steel. And also I should drink more water.

But today I lounged around. I did some dishes, I watched some bad TV, I napped. Then I made a fatal mistake. I went to Wal Mart. Two days before Thanksgiving. At 6:00 in the evening. I am not a smart woman.

On a "normal" weekday there are too many people in Wal Mart at 6:00 for my comfort level. You can only imagine the insanity tonight. I kept getting stuck in aisles, literally surrounded by carts and unable to move in any direction. Not good. But I got through it. When I left I was covered in sweat and practically gulping in cool air from the outside.

Note to self: no more Wal Mart until the middle of February.

One funny thing... I was in the pet aisle looking at flea remedies. I have tried salt, Dawn, the back-of-the-neck stuff. I was looking for a shampoo or spray of some sort. I found a shampoo and here were the directions:

1. Wet cat thoroughly
2. Apply shampoo and rub into fur avoiding eye area.
3. Let lather set for five minutes.
4. Rinse completely.

Um, have they met cats? Cats are specifically designed to avoid water. And also being forced to do anything they don't want to do. I can't imagine how many stitches I would need if I got through steps one and two, but making a pissed off, wet and slippery-with-lather cat just hang out for five minutes sounds like it would be about as much fun as Nancy Grace in labor.

I bought a spray and so far Sammy seems to be doing better. Serena didn't have as many problems as Sammy - I think that Sammy might be more sensitive to the bites. She is still scratching, but I used the flea comb and it looks like she's scratching the bites, not new fleas.

One last thing, I don't know where it has been all month, but winter is certainly here now. It was 78 degrees at 4:30 this afternoon and two hours later it was in the 40's. Crazytown.