Kids screaming, dad applauding them on the street...it is noisy in here but we love it. Planes passing lower than usual on the hood's skyline.

Nothing new these days. The teeth seem to be settling in more or less. We hope for the best. The bum will probably never be operated on: too risky for complications says hubby. He takes an hour less nowadays than previous teeth surgery (dietary change- no more 4 caramilks a day).

I am at loose ends. We just came back from an errand and walk in Mundy with the dogs. What to do next? I am thirsty. I really wish the indian nuns would resume their communication with me. I have been a good woman for two years with them but I scared my boss away way back with my crazy reincarnation stories out of the blue of my imagination. Amd so called visions.