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back atcha
My kitten Ophelia (O-fie or Fifi, dending on the moment) is snoozing and drooling on my lap. She’s a luv bug. There’s nothing in the world like a snuggle-kitten. Prrrr. (Sorry about that. It’s gushy but it’s true. She missed me. That’s what the drool means.) After a full day in the garden (ow, sunburned and sore), I am getting ready for the new week. No school all week so the kids are at home, rotating babysitting the Boy every day. We just ate a fine fabulous Easter dinner with ham and all the trimmings, including Husband’s Spanish grandmother’s arroz con pollo with lots of saffron. Delicious. Cousin Colin joined…
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quick hello-goodbye
off to South Lake Tahoe for a few days with my youngest daughter for my nephew’s wedding. We’re taking the train to Sacramento, then meeting up with my parents for a carpool the rest of the way. Go green! (I think it will be chilly so I’m going warm as well.) Possibly no cell, definitely no e-mail there so back atcha Saturday.
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Double Duty
We said I would be posting photos from Tuesday’s media blitz for Measure H, and here they are. Just a few made it to print (see tomorrow’s Alameda Sun), but here are some other views from the day. All photos taken by me. Many pix, but to clarify what is whom: 1. Ron Mooney confers with Becca Rosati before the rally begins. 2. Chipman Cougar Cadet Corps march into battle. 3. Elementary school students trash-talk budget cuts. 4. John Larrabe, ACI driver, has worked Alameda streets for two years. He says “Anytime you can help the children, it’s a good thing.” 5. Natalie Currid, 5, a kindergartner at Edison School…
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Eulogy for Elvis
Just to let you know that Elvis the cat went to his rest Monday afternoon, after a long day where it was made clear that he needed to go. Elvis was a very good cat and will be missed by all the Tracey-Rodrigues-Romero clan. Thanks for all your warm wishes. The Boy and I will be planting a memorial rosebush or tree on the urban homestead this weekend.
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sad sunday
just a note of follow up about Elvis the cat, who may not make it much longer. He’s just not well, poor guy. Without going into great detail, suffice it to say he won’t eat anymore (it’s been more than a week) and is slowly starving, so this may be his last night. Very sad here for Mr Husband and kids. Thanks for asking, friends. * * * I did not make it to the St P’s Day race this morning — have been tending E most of the weekend. This looks to be a crazy week (what other kind is there?). Corned beef and cabbage for 20+ tomorrow night…
