Thanks, you all for the lovely comments on the previous posting. It's very hard to talk about that subject for me, as I think it is for a lot of people. I said in the comments, and I firmly believe this, that I believe so many more people have experiences like this but they find them so shaming that they don't talk about them. And so we don't learn that it happens to others, who we have more objectivity about...can see that they are beautiful...and allow in the possibility that those people who hurt us were wrong,too.
Having said that, I have to admit that I was going to keep that post as the main post today, but it's making me antsy and I'm feeling the strong urge to start to bury it in a flurry of new postings.
I'm housesitting for HippyChick (it's her birthday today!) and BeeDragon. Shiki, their alpha kitty, managed to wake me in the 4 a.m. hour, as usual this a.m. What's amazing about this is that daylight savings time ended at 2 a.m. and so it's kind of funny that yesterday it would have been the 5 a.m. hour. She's either uncanny or getting a little bit more patient in her old age. Marley actually let me pet him last night, he's normally a little cantankerous. I worry about today though because he didn't want to eat his treat with his kitty-prozac in it. I'll try again later.
I watched the documentary "Bush's Brain" before bed last night. And now I'm just praying that Rove does get indicted. He's a scary, scary man. And to make matters worse, he showed up in my dreams all night. EWWWWW!