So I was in bar last night when the Jet Blue flight landed. It was 1) awesome that the pilot brought the plane down without anyone getting hurt, and 2) one of those happy mob moments as every eye in the bar was directed at the tv and a thunderous applause broke out when the plane stopped. After Katrina and in the face of Rita, it's nice that something potentially awful was averted with no injuries and a rather exciting spray of sparks.

In other good (but much more minor) news, my mom went walking on Sunday with her dog and came back with a friend. He was nice, if not particularly interested in the humans (he was muuuuch more interested in Daisy, who was having none of him). After looking for any other option (HE HAD A COLLAR ON, BUT NO TAGS!), we ended up taking him to the pound and leaving him in their "drop box". That wasn't the good news. In fact, we were upset about it. But my mom called me the other day to say that someone finally posted 'wanted' pictures of the little guy and by the time she had contacted the owner, the woman had already picked him up from the pound. I hope she invests in some tags for him, so no one has to go through this again.

And that's my news from the week. It's Thursday (again), and I'm heading out of town tomorrow (again) for family birthdays (again). My grandma is turning 82 on Saturday, and we're celebrating Carly's 2nd birthday too. And my sister turned ... well, she turned another year older yesterday (the same age that I will be turning in February).

Yay!