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Recent happenings in no particular order:

I have been researching humpback whales and their calves (babies not there legs). I love researching for projects. In college, I used to check out all the books I could find on a subject: there was asian design, Gustav Klimt, Bauhaus, German Memorials to Jews. So many things I learned about and have come to love. I almost seem to get obsessed with a subject and all I can about it.

Someone told Gentry that I went in an airplane when I left a few weeks ago. He has been asking me about it ever since. I tell him we started out on the ground and then we went up in the air. He asked if I was in the clouds. I told him I was in and over the clouds. I then went back down to the ground. He has asked if he can go in an airplane some day. Yes. He can. Maybe soon in fact. I think he would love it, especially a short flight were we wouldn’t have to come up with a lot for him to do.

Gentry started pre-school two weeks ago. He loves it, which is a good thing because he will have three years of it when he starts kindergarten. He really wants to go to the big school down the street. He can hear the kids outside at recess screaming like Santa came and took all their teeth and toys away, and he asks if he can go to the big school. I tell him he doesn’t want to go there, Santa eats his reindeer and naughty little boys. He calls his classmates his school kids. His teacher says that he talks to the little kids, saying, “Hey little girl.” Or “Hey little boy.” He has come home asking me to sing all kinds of songs to him that I don’t know and he knows the abc’s to h. On Monday and Wednesday I hardly see him. He goes in the morning and then at one, I put him down for a nap until four or five. He will sleep along time.

I bought my first alcoholic beverage today at the State Liquor Store. That is a happening place, especially at 10 in the morning. There was the lady with a few teeth and just as many quarters, and the old boys club. They all know each other and their beverage of choice. I wish I was cool like that. I bought Sake, for Japanese cooking. It is really pretty. Because I always go for the pretty container, forget usefulness. I have seen several Japanese recipes, in the beautiful books, no ugly cook books allowed here, that called for sake and I finally caved and bought some, so I can cook. I went into the store, got up to the check out counter and realized I did not have my wallet in my purse. Dang it. I look like I am 17 trying to get some liquor to share with my toddler. Somehow I am feeling strangely like Britani Spears, with more hair and funny underwear. I felt foolish. Went and got my wallet from the car and purchased it. I wish I could keep my brain near by. Too bad I usually leave it home, somewhere. Now where is it again. Maybe more like Britani that I want to admit.

I am starting to finally come up with an identity for my company. Hopefully soon I will have cards and a website. Crossing my fingers. I am always busing doing design for everyone else.

I started physical therapy at a new place. This guy is a lot more aggressive and actually got my wrist to move close to where it used to go. It hurts though, so bad I have considered wriggling free of his constricting grasp throwing parrafin wax all over him and then finding the nearest feather factory. All while turning red in the face from not breathing. Pain. Ouch.