I made cookies for the family across the street who found Stan and brought them over with a thank you note. I've recovered from the loss of my beloved Stan and am left feeling a little embarrassed about my level of grief. I shouldn't feel embarrassed I guess, but I do. That doesn't take away from the fact that it sucked. As someone recently said so eloquently to me "heartache is lame."

That same person's husband made a mix and she sent me a copy. It's been a while since music made me happy. Really good stuff. Thanks, Lloyd.

Zooey Deschanel's appearance on Weeds last night was brilliant. Even seeing her on the previews last week I think I clapped. I find her infinitely appealing. I love that show. Love that show. I love to hear the theme song redone each week by a new artist. I also love the writing. It's such a smart, well done show. It makes me feel terribly normal after watching it though. That's a good thing. Silas breaks my heart. Actually, they all do.

Speaking of weed, this made me laugh out loud. Then I had to read the entire article aloud to Peter.

I'm still reading Mockingbird, the Harper Lee biography and while it is really really interesting, it's slow going. I think I like a side of salacious with my biography. The author keeps a respectful distance from Lee. I can't help but wonder if that is because she is still alive. Perhaps she was just a salacious free woman. Perhaps. I think I'm going to read all of Augusten Burrough's books in their entirety again soon. He just speaks to me and is so freaking funny, warm, likable and real.  Next on my list to read is Eat Pray Love and Paint it Black. I have been devouring magazines. Inhaling them. It's sort of a sickness. I won't stop though. I figure it's not like it's Crystal Meth.

As I said, I am enjoying my new mix from the ELKs and want Corrine Bailey Rae's CD. I saw her on SNL and I was sort of transfixed and enchanted so I want to get her CD and listen to it over and over.

This highly controversial exhibit is here and I'm dying to see it. Is that horrific that I want to take Hadley to see it? I won't I won't, but I know she would dig it. She's totally into blood and gore. So untypical girl, it's interesting. Yesterday, I was trying to find Halloween coloring pages online that we could color. I was clicking through and saw My Little Pony Halloween with the cutesy ponies and pumpkins or cute little witches. She wanted the scary crap. The monsters and ghouls. She's always the first one on the scene when someone in the family gets a cut or is bleeding too. Allthewhile in her princess dress. Such a funny juxtaposition. Princess and Guts. I see so much of Peter in her. She retains EVERYTHING and is ready to spit it out at a moments notice. I gave her some milk this morning and she said "I sure hope the cow that was milked for my drink didn't have any onion grass because if she did then my milk would taste sour."

Feeling good lately although not so much today. I stayed up too late watching Law and Orders. Must nap now while Finn is asleep.

I look forward to meeting you soon, Mia. I know you'll be one hell of a girl.