The times I have cried have been all but weird; however, tonight I sat down with my dog. I sat down with Boot and gave him some food to eat. I kept my eyes on the top of his head and he would take a nibble of food then look up at me. He had this look on his face, the look you get when you have lost something. I started to cry and started talking to him thinking he could understand me. However, I could tell he knew I was upset so I guess that was comforting. I continued to pet him while thinking how there are no Christmas lights on the bushes outside. In previous years my mother had hung them on the bushes for all of our neighbors to see. So it goes.

I fly out tomorrow you know. Fly out to Seattle for Christmas. We're going to Vancouver, British Columbia to I guess sight see. I'm just excited about the Skiing. That's all I have so I'll go now. Peace.