Sadie was chewing on something just now.  I took it away from her, but I have no idea what it is or what it goes to or how ruined it is.  …And I just found out.  It goes to my food processor.  Lovely.

Today was a good day.  I went out to the coop this morning and there were two rat snakes mating (maybe they’re not rat snakes in the strictest definition but any snake that I can’t identify for sure falls in that category.)  I still can’t get Barry White’s music out of my head.  I keep on hearing “Can’t Get Enough of Your Love, Babe” in my head.

I went to a family reunion today.  All the Benatar tribe was there except for Michael, Tiki and Monique. I wish they could have made it.  It would have been good to see them again.

It’s been a good 15 years since I last saw most of them.  How things have changed, yet haven’t changed.  Sam and Fleur look so alike it’s startling.  They even have the some of the same mannerisms.

Mandy looks a lot like Sol, only prettier.  I can see Michael’s features clearly in Shelly’s face.  There’s no doubt that Craig’s kids are his.

Debbie’s looking great.  She also has Sol’s face, but that resemblance has always been apparent.  She was with some lovely lady who’s name I can’t recall.  Born in Texas and so similar in appearance to Yve that I thought it was her for a moment.  What happened to Hank?  I liked her, but (no offense to Hank) Debbie has traded up.  Debbie and Lovely Lady deserve each other.

How is it that Grant and Tony look so alike, yet there’s no blood between them?

I love all these people and consider them family, but I feel like an interloper. Sol may have adopted me, but I’m not a Benatar.  There is no familial similarity — I look like an Evans.  I’m not Jewish by blood or religion.