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So I have faithfully been attempting to re-read One Hundred Years of Solitude on Mrs. Smith’s recommendation. I doubt I will even get half way but that in itself is a daunting task. Especially when my stomach it roaring for me to go and make lunch. *rar grawr…* Today is the birthday of two of my cats, Mousey and Xina. We had company over and their mother decided to have them on the couch in the den while we were trying (and for the most part failing) to eat dinner.

I am going to get on that lunch thing…