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Disclaimer: my internet is down. I've found two computers to work from but one allows me to only enter text while the other, being my work computer, lends no privacy. So, please excuse any double postings.

Friday was Ara day. To see a friend off we got a manicure and a pedicure and enjoyed lunch together. She keeps saying "I'm leaving," some people will use any excuse to be pampered (xo). If that wasn't enough indulgence, I met another friend for wine and a belly dancing show in Andersonville. The music and dancing was intoxicating. There is something about particular drum beats that calls for movement of the feet, hips and chest. The owner of the establishment was also the musician. He was tall, burly and scary looking. It took some coaxing to believe that such music could come from him.

Saturday I returned to the Wolfroad prairie and walked the trails on my own. I remember saying a couple of months ago that, "this will be the week of barbecue sauce," and nothing every came of it. However, this was the week of Monarch butterflies. I lost count of them while they flirted with my camera.

Sunday was Daisy Day. She started her incessant meowing again. I've tried holding her, combing her, fresh food, water and scolding. I wish she could tell me what is wrong so that I could tell her "that's life" or "if you're bored I've got a few things on my list YOU could do".

Monday we had a couple of new people start in the office. Firstly, we are a strange group which made welcoming them into clown family without getting strange looks difficult. A co-worker told me a story at lunch that made me laugh until I cried. I heard someone defend my behavior to the new people. First impressions are not my forte.

Yoga started Last night. That makes twice a week now.