Our appointment for massage was cancelled last week when Emil had a cold, so we went yesterday. I picked him up at the school at noon, and he ate his lunch on the way to Kelvington. I had my massage first, while Emil sat in Ann's living room and rocked in her grandmother's chair and giggled, just glad to be sitting there in the sunshine I guess.

When he had his turn in the treatment room, I zipped over to the bakery to pick up some rye bread, then dropped in on my niece and her little boychik. Nine months old now, he's tiny, a mama's boy (Emil was one of those and still is), and button-cute. I forgot to get the camera out of my purse (but Joan, Cara has put up a bunch of pictures of him on a webpage ...).

I'm over my weekend cold, which never got too severe, thanks to the ColdFX I started consuming faithfully at the first sign of a sniffle.

That frigging mouse is still taking vigorous swipes at the bait (it leaves its little claw marks in the peanut butter, and eats most of the raisin, which it is unable to remove from the apparently useless trigger) in four traps without getting caught. How is that possible? After a week of house priveleges, Grandma's cat has been kicked back out to the barn; he wasn't doing anything but getting up on the kitchen table and pissing me off.

What next — poison? I wish we could catch that rodent and put it outside. Wonder if there's a live-trap to be had in town. Doubt it. Before I go downstairs, I call out "Here I come, Mouse!" I do not want to see it. Mostly I don't want it to take me by surprise, because that's when I'll get all squeamish. If it's at some distance, and my feet and legs are covered, and it's not running across the floor toward me, I will be perfectly compassionate and think it's a dear little thing and talk to it like it's ever such a sweetie.

Water is coming into the basement— ours and many others in the area. It was 17C-below yesterday morning and the day was cold; many are complaining, but I think the temperature is the only thing keeping us from serious flooding right now. There is still quite a bit of snow around and it's best it doesn't melt too fast.

Now Playing: Dennis Lakusta, Suusa's Room. Dennis is coming in May to do a house concert for us.

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