I'll call it an update, if you will...

Several possibilities for this entry, all falling into why-do-you-bother-to-post category.

Prima: My folks are in town, again. Much working of crossword puzzles, watching of court TV and eating of comfort food going on around here.

Segunda: Last year's tax refund Saab cracked a gasket head, totalling its basically worthless self. Looks like we may be renting a $14.95 a day airport compact whenever we need a car until we get our next tax refund. We hate cars, and they hate us.

Terza: Cedra has some high-fever mystery condition that requires a dose of Children's Motrin every six hours. She fakes a seizure while we administer it, then spends a few minutes licking clothing, the couch, whatever's handy in an attempt to get the taste off of her tongue. Poor girl.

Finally, hoping to redeem "lame" with "cute," I offer a little representation from the fourth member of the family. He gets suprisingly little play on the blog given the big place he has in the household. The pic is kind of blurry, but I like it because the first time my huz pulled it up on Shutterfly I glanced at the computer screen and offered a sincere "What the f... is that?"

It's Gus, our rabbit. We'd tranced him, which we typically do to cut his toenails. He's out like the proverbial light. Any manner of molestation, including the occasionally attempted but always unsuccessful search for the Gus-Weenie in all that fur, doesn't faze him. I love your life, Gus.