Hi Ya'll, It has been a very productive weekend for me. Actually went shopping for school clothes and found out I am 2, count 'em, 2 sizes down!! Yippee!! However, it is quite embarrassing to be paying for said clothes and to start pouring sweat. Oh well, I just say to folks, sorry, hormones. Then I go home and peel the clothes off and hop in the shower, yet again. But maybe that is why I am down 2 sizes. LOL!! Have been looking over the classes, you know changing my majors, and all the classes in the anthro and psych departments that look good to me are about devient sexual behaviors. Hmmm, I wonder if I should take any kind of hint about that. Of course, I do have some wonderful examples I could write about. Might be the perfect thing for me. I know from private email that a lot of you all like my posts because of my frankness about my depression. I look at it this way, the more I talk about it, maybe the more people will seek help for themselves. It isn't a terrible thing to have, but it is a terrible thing to not do anything about. And for all the animals I have ever had the privilage of living with, ferrets are by far the best I have found when I am down. They seem to have more empathy with my emotions than even my cats, which are very in tuned with me. Although my therapist in Houston did suggest that owning 19 was co-dependent behavior. You know, looking for love and acceptance and trying to save them. You know what? I don't care. I think that I do have that in me, but mostly it is that these little guys are so loving and smart. They just simple fascinate me. Pookie is by far the most bonded with me. She is almost entirely deaf, yet always knows when I need her. Without me even looking. Friday night I ran to the grocery store and came home very down. I sat in my chair, and low and behold, she comes running up out of no where and curls up in my lap to sleep. Now, this isn't everyday behavior for her. This weekend I have been stressed out because of some personal stuff and this little kiddo has just been my shadow the entire time. She has been sleeping in my lap, giving me never ending kisses and just generally keeping an eye on me. She has kept me going when nothing else would. So when you get down, pick up a fuzzbutt and let 'em kiss you all over. There is no better way to get yourself to smile. Maggie and Her Missourian Mobsters [Posted in FML issue 2037]