The Terrific, Happy, Really Good, Very Magical Day

  Yesterday I picked up a new love. His name's Sylvester. He's seven years old, a little on the chubby side, and loves cuddles more than food. He was at Safe Haven, the humane shelter here, for over eight months, and he has FIV, the kitty equivalent of HIV.

  I adore this boy.

  My other dream also came true yesterday--we got a couch and matching recliner! One of the families in our ward recently upgraded and we were gracious enough to take it off their hands. I know, we're so service-oriented. Anyway, it actually looks like we live here now, we're not just squatters anymore! Boo-ya!