April was really my cat (me, the 'primary lap'), but Charlie's the one who's cared for her all this time while she's been ill. She failed so suddenly and unexpectedly. I still can't quite believe it.
Thank God the weather cleared up today and I could take her outside for a while before the vet. She perked up and really enjoyed it, walked over to Indy to 'say goodbye,' although I still don't think he gets it. We kept her body and buried it already (Charlie did the digging, of course).
So, then we went to will call and left our four Chicago/Earth, Wind & Fire tix for Linda. Then an oil change for the car and a visit to DEQ (two months past due).
And now Andy Roddick is down two sets to love in round one of the U.S. Open. And I think somebody said it was his birthday!!!!
And, I just heard Colin's movie ('The New World') is not going to come out until Christmas (in limited release) or early January (for us, I'm sure). *cursing under my breath*
Is this day just destined to suck a big one?
ETA: Roddick just lost. Un-effing-believable.
ETA: (What happened to this edit?) I realize all this is nothing to the major suffering going on in the Gulf Coast and elsewhere, so I almost hesitated to post it at all.