So it's supposed to be 80 again today. Seems as if every year we have an abnormally warm period early in the season, which we all forget about but refer to longingly later on.

I just returned from a 2 hour demonstration at Planned Parenthood (which is half a block from where I work)--actually it only amounted to an hour of standing on the sidewalk holding a signe, sandwiched between two anti's with signs declaring "Abortions kill children." Yeah, well, illegal abortions kill women. Anyway, it was a special demonstration today because they had their Chain of Life stretching around the block (they didn't quite have enough people to go around the block). We were there ostensibly to escort patients into the clinic, but we had more than enough people for escorts so the rest of us stood there holding signs. Time passes VERY slowly if you're not chanting or marching. While I was there I saw: my friend Ann (whose brother died homeless, who used to be president of the PP board, when they decided to perform abortions 10 years ago), a woman who also boards her dogs at Joan's (and has Brittanys and does field trials with them), my librarian friend Patty (who ended a 14-year long relationship 11 weeks ago, not her idea, and had to re-finance a home and camp because of it), my reading group friend who works there (whose mother, it turns out, worked in the Reference Dept. at the Providence Public Library with me), another good liberal friend, and of course my boss, with whom I went over there and whose idea it was to do it in the first place. It was a good thing to do and I feel appropriately self-righteous. They wanted those of us who were in DC to talk about our experience there so I talked about it and was able to give public thanks for being sponsored, then was able to thank personally someone who gave the $110 so that someone could go. That part was nice. I like getting involved in this cause and I think it's incredibly important. What will happen if Roe v. Wade is reversed? I can't even contemplate this. What's going on in this country? 77% of the anti's are male--how can people fall for this crap?

Flotsam on the bed this morning: 1 roll of toilet paper, partly shredded; 2 shoes, including a Ryka sneaker not yet chewed on--NONONO; a package of lettuce, 2 heads included--only the outer leaves were nibbled on. My but that Tess can accomplish a lot in a short period of time--it only took her about 5 minutes to do all that. Apparently Chances is feeling that the cage should be hers again, each morning she gets in it and sits down. Today Tess finally noticed and got mildly upset, walking into the cage and sitting there with her. Boy did the two of them look ridiculous. I told Chances I could shut her in there with Tess but that would really make no sense at all. Well, I suppose it would--it would solve the peeing on the beds problem, but wouldn't they be a bit crowded? They just looked so stoopid.

I got a nice email from Buzz Moore, in response to something I asked him about (buying a boat and motor), and he said he knew how close Henry and I were. Somehow it's just so comforting to hear other people validate that. Yes, we were very close. Yes, I loved my brother very much, and he appreciated me. We enjoyed each other's company and shared a special bond. No, I'm not canonizing him. He was just a very nice, very special person.