WanderingAmylessly 2.0

We're all very sad this morning. We have to put my kitty Dolce down. We thought the feeding tube we had placed on Monday might help her, but last night, she wouldn't move and didn't want to be held, and at one point we found her hiding in a bunch of junk in a box that we were going to take to Goodwill. And then she had diarhhea several times in the night, around the house. We felt that she was trying to tell us something. This is not a thing I take lightly. Helping a sick animal pass on is just about the hardest decision I've ever had to make. I realize that at some point, it has to stop being about me and what I want - to keep her forever - and think about her quality of life. She just seemed so tired and sick. I don't want her to be sick and in pain anymore. Tim has been so wonderful, taking her to the vet when I can't and being supportive of the feeding tube and of trying anything that might make her better -- even though he wasn't the one who really want

All That I'm Allowed (I'm Thankful) Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Peachtree Road Breaking down never seems to be that hard Falling short is always in the cards I'm on the road, sun rising at my back Lost it all somewhere between the cracks I always hoped that I'd do better That I'd come out on top for once We all get what we're delivered Then there are the lucky ones And I've got all that I'm allowed It'll do for me, I'm thankful now The walls get higher every day The barriers get in the way But I see hope in every cloud And I'm thankful, thankful I'm thankful, So thankful I'm thankful, I've got all that I'm allowed Leaving town gets to feel just like a job My desire never winds up on top I can say now I didn't want the moon It's out of reach somewhere beyond this room I always hoped that I'd do better That I'd come out on top for once We all get what we're delivered Th

Only in Utah. I've uttered that phrase several times since living in the state of Mormons, salt water taffy and red-rock canyons (that rich white people in their SUVs want to drive all over and build condos on and drill oil from, but that's another rant, entirely). The people of that Western state don't get up every morning in pursuit of bringing negative attention to themselves and perpetuating wacko-cult stereotypes. But, somehow, it happens. They might think that it's the rest of the world that's ohmyheck-bent on persecuting them. But when there are stories like the following, that grab punchline-worthy headlines...well...we can't help ourselves... Polygamy no reason to oust Utah judge, his lawyer argues November 3, 2005 BY JENNIFER DOBNER PROVO, Utah -- A small-town judge who has three wives should not be removed from the bench because his private behavior has not tarnished the office he holds, the judge's attorney told the Utah Supreme Court on Wednesda

My niece sent me one of those e-mail questionnaires that you're supposed to answer, then send it to all your friends for them to answer. I did it one better. I'll post it. And my throngs of faithful readers can respond as they wish. >1. First name? Amy > >2. Were you named after anyone? Mom said once that my name was going to be Lisa Marie. I don't know if I was Elvis's love child, or what. > >3. Do you wish on stars? Yes. And I wish when I toss coins in fountains. And when I turn my necklace around when the clasp gets to the front. And when I blow out my candles. I haven't won the lottery yet, or become wildly famous, or turned into a supermodel, so I'm not sure there's a point. > >4. When did you last cry? A couple weeks ago at my cousin's baby's funeral. > >5. Do you like your handwriting? Only when I'm concentrating on it. Most of the time it's ridiculously sloppy. > >6. What is your favorite lunch mea