VACATION DAY

       Joey and I both got a vacation day today. I'll be honest: it was nice to not have a shelter menu on my to-do list… tho I've noted that the large cans of corned beef are stacking up in the pantry, and we might try that again with the baked eggs (not overcooked).

       I imagine my little 6-year-old girl will be gone by next week… and I SO hope she is… Joey says she's beginning to remind him of "Angry Child," and that she has mentioned wishing her family had a home of their own. I imagine that starting school has put the child in the awkward position of being the only one in her class who lives in a shelter.

       I hope Miss Lillian is cooking up a good meal for my people today—not so heavy on the bacon grease and carbs. Not holding my breath.

       Hope you had a good Sunday. Late summer is breath-taking here this year, as the cicadas finish their symphonies, the hummingbirds feast before their flight, and my one long-legged rabbit lopes by the patio each evening as if I've put something special out there for him. Bright golden toadstools have popped up in the yard—a first. There's always something new going on just beyond my door, and far too much to fit into such a short life.