Day One Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety Three

It was sleep in Sunday. Even Zita had a little sleep in. That is good.

Then Zita and I went for a nice walk in the still way too cold outside. 

When we got home Zita went to visit Craig’s mother at her little apartment. 

She brought back all the Merry Christmas time decorations that were at her apartment. 

So I minded Craig on the big comfy bed. He was listening to a book. Ha.

There is a giant dog in the book. It can change into a man. If it wants to. 

And people who are animals too. At the same time. Ha. That is a silly book. 

Craig’s friend wrote the book. He writes lots of famous books. He even lives not even far away. 

Sometimes we see him and Miss Mary-Ann on our busy street. They have a very little dog. 

We had not real from France pancakes for our altogether breakfast with my friend Emmet too.  

He was with us on the computer right on the dining room table. 

I did not look for him today. 

Because he is not here. He is still there. 

He told us the very slow train was still too cold again. Oh dear. 

Yesterday Emmet was at the library in far away Antigonish. 

He is going to learn how to speak way way old Welsh. 

So he can talk to fierce dragons that live in Wales. 

So they will not just eat him all up. Ha. That is good. 

I would not like a dragon to eat my friend Emmet. It is known. 

Yesterday Zita and Niamh and Orlaith went shopping for used beautiful clothes. 

They found lots. And Zita too. That is good. 

After our altogether lunch Zita went out with all her Irish lady friends. For tasty treats. And to talk. 

Tonight Niamh and her friends are going to play the Dragons game. With Emmet in charge. 

They will talk to him on the television in the basement. Ha. Maybe he will talk Dragon to them. Ha. 

Last night we watched the scary detective program. Until it was all over. That is good. 

We did not have any chips again. Oh well. 

Craig’s hockey team won again. Ha.