Futzing with my puzzle ring…

I had my appointment with R today. It went well, considering. I totally forgot to take my diary entries that I had printed out expressly for that purpose, dammit. So, he says "bring them with you next time" and I replied that that was pointless because we had already discussed what was in them. Blah.

I found out that the pink sapphire that I was looking at the jewelry store was called a "chatham". Which, in certain circles, means "fake". I don’t want a fake ring. I could buy something like that on eBay. Duh. So, I guess that I will have to look for another ring that I like for Mother’s Day.

There’s one good thing about all of this writing, I am getting alot of practice typing.

We just had an awesome dinner. I cooked baked, stuffed pork-chops, and A made rice-pilaf. Yum. A couple of beers with it, and I’m good to go. Go where? Probably nowhere but bed. I lead such a productive life.

Posted a couple more of my poems again today.

Okay, gonna go now, and think about the topic that I want to write about tomorrow.

~Kat