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Saturday, October 12, 2002
 

My little meercat

Help! Help! I've been possessed by a -- oh, you know -- those animals that sit out in the desert like silly statues and keep watch. You know -- those, those, THINGS. Help!

I have no idea what had her so engrossed:

Pye as a meercat

I was unloading groceries from the car. I had made one trip in, and had opened up the sliding glass door to the patio. On my next trip in, Pye was at the back door, sitting like this. It looked so funny--she never does this--I put down the groceries and quietly walked into the dining room for my camera. I thought, she'll never stay like that until I get back, but she did.

I never did figure out what she was looking at.

* * *

It was dark and gloomy and rainy all day today. The kind of weather that makes me want to hibernate. I have a really hard time in early fall--I just want to come home and go to bed, and it's hard for me to stay up past 10:00. Okay, it's hard for me to stay up past 9:00. The last couple of nights I've gone upstairs about 9:00 and fallen asleep, getting up at midnight or so to pull off my clothes and get under the covers.

And I didn't really want to go out today, I just wanted to stay inside where it was warm. But I did go out. Since I've been working downtown, I've gotten into the habit of doing most of my grocery shopping on Saturday. Bob goes a couple of times during the week and gets a few things, but I do the majority of it on the weekend. So I needed to do that, and I needed to pick up a book at the library and buy stamps so I could mail bills, so I pretty much had to go out.

I took myself to lunch at Sweet Tomatoes; I had salad. I really wanted soup, too, but they didn't have anything at all that appealed to me. They had "chicken pot pie stew," and chili and corn chowder, and the vegetarian choice was some kind of vegetable soup that looked really dark and greasy. I wanted potato soup or something else creamy, like brocolli, so I settled for the corn chowder, but I didn't like it. The predominant flavor was sweet, with not a lot of other seasoning. I added salt, but that really didn't do it, so I just had salad and bread. Which was plenty, really, but I did want soup.

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