Last night was the complete opposite of Tuesday night. I walked out of the exam feeling good, upbeat, and confident. I only wondered how high my A would be. She had "extra credit" on test, but by extra credit she meant give your opinion and she really wanted it. Practically begged us to answer them. She was kind of watching everyone do their tests and when they'd get to the end, she'd walk over and make sure you understood what she wanted because she changd her mind when we first got there. I wasn't directly watching her, I could just see out of my periphery. I could feel her watching me write my answer, shake my head, erase it, write it again, shake my head, erase it.... and when I finished she got up out of her seat and went over to read it before I could hit the door. She indicatd she liked it, so I guess I'll get that part "right" too. Of course, she's a psych prof so she probably likes everyone to feel good about themselve ;D I'm really worried about Keegan kitty. I noticed the other night he seemed even more frail and smaller than usual. I've been checking on his bowl and the litter box. The bowl doesn't seem to get any lower and the box isn't getting any more full. He's happy, but he's tiny, skin and bones. The cat about whom people would exclaim, what a big cat! is tiny. It pains me. I may have been overanxious, but he seemed to have really labored breathing when purring the other night. Or not. I don't know. I decided last night I'd give him anything he wanted. I found a can of steak and potato soup that I dug the potatoes out of, and cranked it on to a plate. He seemed to lap that up pretty well last night and this morning. So I am less worried today. But he better start eating and get much more better soon. The boys are going camping this weekend and spent their evening picking up supplies. Little secret? They may be excited, but I am moreso, the house to myself! Hurray!

DARN!!! I just reread my quote; the *word* should have been *world*! Oh well, no matter how many times I proofread, I manage to goof. Hopefully, the intent of the message came thru. :>)

Please use the April post,thank you. Ron S

Happy Weekend! Great to read the posts - all of them. Jan that is great news - keeping my fingers crossed for Monday. I know it's tough when those pounds hang on and don't move. Never beat yourself up - focus on eating well, doing something for yourself and when you can - get moving. Spring is coming no matter what so we can poke our heads outdoors again (those of us in messy conditions). We're enjoying a lovely March with nothing but rain/snow/ice/rain/snow/rain/rain/snow/rain.....dull dull dull. Thank heavens for my S.A.D. light - full spectrum for dark days to help my hormones think I'm on a beach. Heaven. Chomping at the bit to get out to do thinks but it's too wet. Our fields have pools in them (hubby chopped some ice in the field so it could drain into the culvert further down (leads back into the lake system around here). I'm not on a lake - just old farmland returning to forest. Had a day where our long drive was fit for downhill ice sledding - olympic style of course. We poured a bag of salt down each tire tread side. Water moved it along but helped. Things are drying, evaporating. More rain this afternoon with snow this evening. I was thinking of saying to hell with it all and just throw my clothes off and do a lap around the house naked, but I thought dear hubby would not understand. Let alone I'd probably scare any wildlife for miles. See what happens when your drink too much caffeine? Enough silliness. Next Friday DH goes for his leg scans - for his heart episode. All that talk about quitting smoking, trying to eat better is out the window. You can lead a horse to water....for him if it's not looking cheesy forget it. Guess I better get a CPR course or at least a good bathroom plunger (heard some kid revived her dad that way). I joke about things I have no control over because I can do no more. Speaking of activity, I should get off this couch, play with my seeds, do some laundry, and choose from any 6,000 things to amuse myself and shake my fanny. Oh and get some good tunes on while hubby is playing in his shop....where's my Merle Haggard.... Hang in there everyone. Good, bad or even naked ugly - let's keep on moving. I love ya guys, I really do! Cheers, Peggy