Get Used To It

          It was a startlingly fine Monday at work -- I rustled up all kinds of free food to carry me through the "hungry" phase (basically the whole day.) After I came home, Jennifer came over to sit on the deck and eat blueberries. She made a collage with some of my cast-off decorations, mostly alien images from the medical illustration sourcebook, while I cooked bacon and listened to the Wild play the Avalanche. (They sustained a loss in OT. Bummer.) Next, back massages, and discussing what animals we would be. I'm a mole, or a toad, or a ram, or a hyena.