My aunt is coming to visit later this month. She’ll be in town for a food blogger’s convention, but before it starts she wants to get together.
Should we make dinner over here? We can make some gluten-free schnitzel or some German pancakes or something.
Sure.
Also, maybe Carson will crawl into her purse and she won’t notice until she gets back home to Florida.
She’ll wonder why her bag is suddenly so heavy, but then she’ll think it is just because of the souvenirs she bought.
But really it’ll be the cat …

SUCCESS!
Synchronized electrical cardioversion.

The past days have been filled with hospitals, doctors, nurses, fear, concern, worry and some relief.
Now starts the long, slow recovery for my favorite guy.
Get well, papa bear.  I love you more than you will ever know.

I’m taking a quick break for a family emergency. Back at it in the coming days.

Last week was a busy one. When I wasn’t sitting at the King County courthouse nibbling a granola bar and trying to get the WiFi to connect my Sony PSP to the Internet, I was out on the town in a whirlwind of activity that I haven’t seen in years. Not since that night I turned 21 and threw up on my sister’s face in a bar. I figured that it was safe to leave the house, lo these 11 years later, so my sister and I …