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The first thing I did after falling out of bed this morning was peek through the mini-blinds to see if there was a package on my porch. There wasn’t, but I wasn’t surprised. In fact, I’d been warned that just because my copy of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince had been shipped on time didn’t mean it would be delivered today. So I was prepared to be disappointed (which doesn’t make the disappointment any less disappointing).
I told everyone I was going to leave my answering machine on all day, so I wouldn’t have to talk to anyone about the big luau at The Kennel. But I didn’t, and I talked to nearly everyone I know at some point. Suzanne even phoned from the houseboat, to see if her copy of the book (I ordered two) was here. I told her no, and then looked outside again and there it was! It must have come while I was on one of my other phone calls, because I didn’t hear the truck.
While I was out making my post office run this afternoon (there is no such thing as doing anything productive on Saturday morning, not for me), I dropped Suzanne’s copy by her house. Eric is home overnight because he’s playing baseball tomorrow, and he’ll pick up the book and take it up to the lake when he goes back.
My plan was to spend the day working. I have bills to get out to all our kennel clients. We do that around the fifteenth of each month. My trigger to get started is when the electrical meter readings are faxed to me, and that happened yesterday. But I also wanted to read the book, and I wanted to watch the race and the ballgame. So the billings will wait until tomorrow, because I managed to do all of those other things instead.
And then tonight I got a call from Tammy asking if I wanted to meet her and David and Aiden at a restaurant for dinner. Well, yeah. I’d just been whining earlier in the day that I hadn’t seen Aiden in two weeks, so I wasn’t going to let anything (even the fact that I didn’t shave today) stop me. I got in the car and headed south to Rohnert Park and promptly got lost driving around in circles. I passed the place three times before finding the entrance on the fourth.
I think that’s why I never go anywhere, or maybe it’s why nobody ever invites me. I wasn’t totally lost, just lost enough not to know how to get to where I thought I was going. As it turned out, there was a twenty-minute wait for a table anyway, so they were just sitting down when I got there.
But it was worth it, because Aiden was in a good mood. He was talking to the waitress and offering her a bite of his breadstick. He growled at a little girl sitting at a table across the room. He threw an olive that landed under someone else’s table. He made faces at me and imitated every gesture I made and smiled the whole time.
Then he got fussy. He wasn’t bad, not in the sense of either being naughty or being out of control. He was just a little unhappy, but he’s teething again so he has that right. He still has only four teeth, all in front. I don’t know why it has to be so miserable for babies to cut teeth. It just doesn’t seem fair, but all in all, Aiden handles it pretty well. Better than you or I would, probably. | 
