Day Two Thousand Four Hundred and Twenty One

We did not have a cheese party last night.

We had a nice tasty dinner party for just us and Kathy and Richard instead. Oh well.

So everybody laughed at lot. And they stayed up past my own bedtime. Ha.

But I minded everything all by myself anyway. 

Right beside everybody. In the dining room.

Zita and I had a nice walk this morning. But it is still too slippy outside. But not way too cold. Just cold. 

So the black go fast car took Zita to her way too busy office.

Then Miss Tamina and her friend came to make our house all spic and span. With noisy machines.

And Niamh went to her nice university to write more stories. 

I minded Craig in the den. We closed the door. Then it is not so noisy. 

Mister Jack came to our house. Before lunchtime.

He is going to take away all the way too much snow from our beautiful patio. 

And put it near our other street. So it will melt away there. Not here. That is good. 

Craig gave him some real money too. That is good.

When Miss Tamina went home Craig and I had two peanut butter toasts. With honey. That is our favourite. Ha. 

Then Niamh came home from her university. And Miss Tarryn too. 

Because they were all finished up at their classes today. Ha.

So we had  an altogether dinner tonight. With hot dogs. 

And they are not even dogs at all. They are just all wrapped up sausages. That is a silly name.

Then Zita had another too long meeting. On the telephone. Oh dear. 

Rascals have way too many meetings.

And Niamh went to see a movie all about a lady who can fly. And she does not have an aeroplane. Just her.

She went with Miss Tarryn.

When Zita’s meeting is all over maybe we will watch the from way far away detective. Maybe.