It was nice to see the light outside the window this morning when I woke up--it's hard enough for me to get up in the mornings; it makes it much easier when it isn't full dark. Of course, it was nearly dark by the time I left the office a little before 6:00, but I guess it's either one or the other.

I had a tipping dilemma tonight.

Bob is out duck hunting for a couple of days, so since he wasn't coming home tonight, I decided to stop at Chili's for a quick dinner, and sit and read a book for awhile. I had a nice meal--veggie soft tacos, beans and rice--and the bill was $8.85. I had a couple of twenties and a ten, but wanted to leave a couple dollars tip, so I gave the waitress a twenty, and she said she'd be back with the change.

She came back and left me a ten dollar bill, a one, and 15 cents.

I had assumed that she would break the ten and give me a five and five ones, and most good waitresses would have. I don't know whether she just didn't think of it, which is sort of hard to imagine, or she didn't have the right change, or what. I sat there for a few minutes thinking about it, and I suppose I could have chased after her and told her that if she could give me change, I could leave her a better tip, but that was more trouble than I was willing to go to, so she got a $1.15 tip. If I had had any change at all I would have left that, too, but I didn't.

I felt bad about it, but not bad enough, I guess.

I still don't know whether the guy next door found his dogs or not. We're not really friendly, we've just spoken a couple of times; I don't even know his name. I'm sort of afraid to ask, anyway--afraid that he didn't find them.

I had originally thought I'd tell him the whole story if I had the opportunity, but then I decided he might think that I had opened the garage door and let them out, so I thought I should probably just leave well enough alone. I don't know where the kids were when I called into the house--maybe they were in the basement or something.

I just keep thinking about how I'd feel if Dinah and Pye got loose and we couldn't find them. Oh well. Maybe he found them. I hope so.