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Today I washed our bedding, and our duvet was still damp when John went to bed. I've been using an old quilt and a blanket on the sofa bed in the living room this week while I recover from the surgery, and I offered him one of those. He said no, he didn't need a blanket or anything. I asked him a few times, and he told me no, the bedroom is too warm, he'll be fine, I should keep the blankets, etc.

Just a little while ago, I went in to our bedroom to get something, and John was curled up asleep... under his bathrobe.

I went and got him the quilt and tucked him in. I love my goofus.
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Things making me happy these days:

  • My husband, who is a newscaster on a certain Canadian public broadcasting radio station, recently managed to hide a Doctor Who reference in a story about wolves stealing calves from farms. "Farmers in the Abitibi have a Bad Wolf problem..." He waited until he was sure I would hear it. He's the best.
  • I bought this Muppet Show lunch box in Old Quebec. It's pretty much the awesomest thing ever. And yes, I take my lunch to work in it. All the other kids my co-workers are so jealous.
  • The weather here has been pretty fantastic, which has meant a lot of sitting around drinking sangria on the patio.
  • I go on two weeks' vacation as of Sunday. Even more sangria/patio action.
  • Strawberries. Mmmm.
Things making me not so happy these days:

  • I made the mistake of wearing a top with an empire waist to work today, and a customer said, "Oh, you have a bun in the oven!" My oven is currently bun-free. But thanks for making me feel bad about my weight, lady. I'm never wearing that shirt to work again.
  • I had a follow-up doctor's appointment for my ongoing sinus problem. I am having surgery on Sept 25th to correct my slightly deviated septum.
  • My mother wants to come up and visit this September for our birthday (She and I have birthdays two days apart). She plans to bring my dad with her. That'll be fun.
The good things outweigh the bad things, so I'm calling it a win.
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Despite the fact that she was given to me by my brother for Christmas six years ago, Mojo is 100% devoted to my husband, and basically only tolerates me when he's not there. Or if I have food. At night, she will walk over me to snuggle with him. She is his cat, through and through, and has been since she was a wee kitten. I am very jealous of that.

Butterscotch is my cat. I've had her for almost 11 years, and she's usually somewhere in my general vicinity. (Right now, she's on the sofa behind me, absorbing solar rays.) She wants to keep an eye on me. She's not much of a cuddler, though, and never has been. Scotch is far too cool for cuddling. You will never find Scotch draped over me, or curled up on my feet. That's not her. But she'll usually hang out with me if I'm feeling down, and will even indulge me with a minute or two of cuddling if she senses I'm upset.

But last night, after I finally finished the worst day of the longest week ever, it wasn't my pal Scotch who came over to comfort me. It was Mo. She jumped in my lap and purred, and let me move her around so I was more comfy (usually, she bolts if I so much as breathe funny). She even permitted me to rub her belly, and didn't kick me once. She hung out with me when I took my bath (even though she's petrified of water). She even snuggled under the covers with me when I finally went to bed, and lulled me to sleep with her crazy loud purr. She stayed with me pretty much from the minute I got home.

You'd almost think Mo liked me, or something.

And where was my pal Scotch? She was nowhere to be seen.


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