Memorize is a four letter word (posted by Ann)

I sympathize with your memorization woes, even though I don't remember you having the memorization problems I've always had. Why do you think I got a kitten and you didn't? I was the last kid in class to memorize my multiplication tables, and I really tried! I think it must have been sheer desperation to offer me a kitten - can you imagine what would induce Mom to allow a cat in the house? Desperation, I tell you! To this day, if I'm tired I can't remember my home phone number. Thank god for cell phones with address books, and for calculators. Isn't it weird how the human brain works? I thought I was terrible at math for years, until I figured out I was good at math, just not memorizing. Give me algebra any day.

But you're right, she was a very good kitty. What a great post, I had a flood of memories just thinking about fourth grade, living in that house on Cove Boulevard with the hedge around the yard, my white vinyl go-go boots, and Boo Kitty herself. Boo was so sweet, she was dainty and feminine and graceful, and just what a kitty should be. Though, of course, you mentioned the whole kittens-on-my-bed incident, and she was a mighty hunter too. Remember how she used to bring baby birds into the house to give to me? And to think I rejected her heart-felt gifts. Shame on me.

So sorry you don't have a new kitten to look forward to as a reward for all your memorization, but I think you went about this backwards. You're just having to pay for Onyx! But I do think you need a reward. Why don't you try a bottle of wine instead? A manicure and pedicure? A little retail therapy??


This weekend we had another cross-country meet (I know you're shocked to hear this by now) and here is another shot of Steve doing his thing.





And the obligitory herd shot.






As part of warm up they run backwards, prance, run sideways, and skip. Here is the skipping shot - look at the height on a couple of those leaps!

Don is off to Detroit this week, and I'm off to GSO Monday through Wednesday. We have had some cold weather here, so it is a short time until we'll have a frost and I'll lose my tomato plants. I had what is close to my last tomato sandwich tonight for dinner, with a bowl of wonderful minestrone soup. Yum. I always feel like a success as a gardener when I can grow a tomato like this one!

I have started the fixing of the blue sweater, since I finished the back of the pink one this weekend at the meet. I am not letting myself start on the sleeves of the pink one until the blue is finished. The baby is here, and he'll outgrow it before he even has it on if I don't hurry. Must. Finish. Sweater. Just one delayed flight should do it, and I'm pretty sure that will happen this week. I have two flights, so surely one will be late.

So, when exactly do you start your new gig? I want to know when to start looking for you in airports!!