Himself is Much Improved

After all of the drama and gore yesterday, Alex greeted today not even showing much swelling in his cheek -- far less than when the offending tooth created an abscess recently. I was expecting to be married to a guy who looks like Alvin the Chipmunk. He is eating a bit, and not what I expected him to want. We have pudding and ice cream and applesauce, but he chose the refried beans (lunch) and cottage cheese (dinner). Didn't eat much of either of them, so he may emerge from this a skinnier husband. He is still taking it easy and sleeping a great deal.

The Bella Mafiosa has been spending much time in his lap, purring and comforting him. It's hard to want to move when you are holding a snuggling cat.

We have a little local scandal that is proving quite interesting to my Curves coffee/tea buds. Our City building permit office has issued permits and failed to collect fees from some prominent Sacramentans. At least two of the incidents come directly under the auspices of the son of a long-time City Councilman who happens to work for the building department (wonder how he got his job?). Everybody is claiming that they know nothing about the situation. The Councilman is a close ally of Mayor Hoopster. The City Attorney is spearheading the investigation. The City Attorney has been at odds with the Basketball-Player-we-call-Mayor for some time because he thinks he is still a professional athlete and can do whatever he darn well pleases and she begs to differ. This is almost as good as San Diego politics!