i am a bad friend.. i really am. i don't intend to be, but sometimes i just get in weird funks and sort of check out for a while. my friends call me, but i don't return the calls. i fully intend and expect to, it's just that tomorrow becomes the next day, and then it's a week later. it's like as soon as i walk in my front door i close off the world. it doesn't make any sense because i love seeing my friends and hanging out and am so glad when i get to see them.... maybe i need prozac? i still have a presciption that my dog annie used to take - it's doggy prozac called chlomicalm... think that would work? she was only 6 pounds, so how much harm could it do? i'm kidding of course, but it blows my mind that we give human drugs to dogs. once when my dachshund was sick, the vet told me to give her pepto bismol- and i'll be damned if it didn't work! and she liked it too... even better!
sad news about the bunnies folks..... none of them made it. checked in with the girl who took them in and she said she thought one of them (she named him baxter.. i bet he could speak spanish) would make it as he had opened his eyes, but sadly it wasn't meant to be... drats.
here's something completely ridiculous that happened to me on my recent business travels- we had an aborted landing coming in to boston last tuesday! a fog bank made a sudden turn and settled over the run way as we were coming in- i looked down and saw the run way 15-20 feet below us and suddenly the pilot revs the engines and we start climbing... i cried when we landed the second time. felt like such an idiot, but geezus that was scary. fortunately the ride back last night was flawless.. i even was upgraded to first class. mmm.. warm cookies straight out of the oven.
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