How do They do it?

Look at this lovely vase. The Matron carefully constructed an artful arrangement of purple and green in her living room.

Right below? This piece of paper has been on the floor since May 12th. Yes, folks, nearly one month. She will never, ever--as long as there is blood and breath pumping through her -- pick up this remant from a Giraldi chocolate square.

Here's another view:

Perhaps the lighting makes this art? And that's why her husband can read the newspaper on the chair next to the paper and not pick up the garbage?

That little square scrap of paper may outlive cockroaches. Daily, each family member walks by this piece of paper without being bothered by its eternal existence. Even Scarlett--born with the UTD (uterine tracking device) -- is oblivious. That child knows where the gnawed pencil that Merrick used for homework on January 12 is, but she hasn't yet registered the garbage on the living room floor.

The Matron thinks that a month on the floor is quite spectacular, worthy of photo documentation (which doesn't come naturally as she has a new cell phone she can barely answer, let alone photograph from).

Consider this another installment of What Fell Friday, only on Wednesday.

What Fell Friday

As the World Turns?

It is time for another installment of What Fell Friday, wherein she chronicles the journeys of three items that happened to fall upon the floor sometime near the end of August . Regular readers may remember that the Matron herself accidentally vacuumed the first item sometime around September 15th. As of last Friday, the other two items remained comfortably ensconced in their new homes. The dagger-like barrette right by the bathroom door and

the Coke Zero underneath the living room radiator.

Well, well, friends! Something very exciting has happened -- and no, it doesn't involve John and the vacuum cleaner (although doesn't that sound hot?)

Last night, lucky girl Scarlett did one round as Bess in The Mary Tyler Moore Show, at this theater. Regular ole Bess couldn't make it so they called Scarlett. As usual, the Matron saw no evidence that Scarlett spent time memorizing lines or otherwise engaged in any kind of actual preparation -- and there was just one 'put-in' rehearsal.

As usual, Scarlett nailed it.

This is NOT the exciting part of the story, oh no. Nor is the exciting part that John and the ever-attractive Matron actually went out to dinner in a bona fide cash-money RESTAURANT without children and enjoyed a very fine meal (sorta like a date) and then died laughing through the incredible Mary Tyler Moore Show, with that dash of parental pride tossed in! No. This is not the exciting part at all.

The exciting part is that Grandma Sophie -- another woman!-- came over to hang with Stryker and Merrick while the other three were doing the theater romp. Grandma Sophie. Wife, mother, grandmother: woman.

Who entered both the living room and bathroom.

Both items? Gone last night when the Matron got home.

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Jekyll Update: The vet has her beeper on in case we need her but Jekyll appears to be dying on his own. He has only gotten up about three times since Tuesday but is still eating. The vet thinks he could very well go on his own and she agrees (from our description of him) that he is in no pain. She'll keep you posted.