Catch Up

If days had titles ... that would be today's.

Catch up with Melanie who spent the last three days in New York City ... visiting the Museum of Modern Art, the Guggenheim, sitting in the middle of Time Square, walking the Brooklyn Bridge with her friend, Amy ... a break from everyday life to replenish

Catch up with Maija who said good morning and asked if Ginga would cut her hair

Catch up with Nicole who has story upon story ... of French baguettes, professors and Russian ex-patriates and stolen kisses and soap-opera-like dramas because humans so prefer lies to truth

Catch up with Jonathan who just wanted to be around today ... washed Peanut Butter who'd decided that a roll in some doggie doodoo would be a fine thing to do on a chilly fallish afternoon ... ate macaroons and banana chips (now there's a combo) while exchanging witticisms and folded clothes while making wagers on the average number of folds

Catch up with Kyla who's working her first night shift ever and is a little hesitant ... guess she's still somewhat afraid of the dark ... and we stole an hour out of the day and haunted the aisles of Value Village looking for good Halloween costume ideas

Catch up with work ... working on a stunning feasibility report that will blow socks off and have them pushing and shoving in the aisles to sign up ... prepare for the World Leisure Congress in Quebec City and debate whether to stay at mom's or not

Catch up with laundry ... it breeds over night I swear

Catch up with Dave who's finally feeling better ... and eating regular food again and humming off tune ... going over the coming week's have to's and should's and commitments and bills and things

Catch up with my thoughts ... and the story that is unfolding in my head