swingchickie | hi phrom philly...

i have mixed feelings about being down here right now. on the one hand, it's nice to be away from boston for a bit, and to hang with my mom and try to get my head in the right place for my interview tuesday. on the other hand, i really REALLY want to be home with monkey in my lap, smooching and petting her and spending every possible moment with her that i can. i've gotten updates on her twice a day, which makes me feel a bit better... she's eating a bit more (she's on an appetite stimulant) and has a bit more energy... but she does NOT want to be there. she's terrified of being at the vet, and cries non-stop until she's home. they put a little box in her cage so she has a place to hide, and it seems that's calmed her down a bit. my poor baby. no word on the cytology yet, i'm hoping for an answer today... then i'll know what emotions i should really be feeling over all of this. as it was, as soon as i walked in the door yesterday and said hi to mom, i started bawling... i'm still praying that the cancer diagnosis is wrong.

had dinner last night with mom, dad and the bro. mom and dad's b-days are coming up soon, and my brother's was a couple of weeks ago, so i took them all to dinner. my mom picked the restaurant, a place that she said has great food and she goes to all the time. it was... okay. one of those suburban, slightly depressing, early-bird-special, wood-paneling-on-the-walls, full-of-eldery-people places. mom and dad were all excited because for $18 apiece we each got an appetizer (think fruit cocktail), salad (caesar = limp lettuce and dressing, nothing else on it), entree with 2 homestyle bowls of sides for the table (broccoli and scalloped potatoes), and dessert. before dinner came, we were given a basket filled with pre-wrapped little packets of saltines and melba toast. i had really hoped to take them all someplace nicer, but that's what they wanted, so... okay.

today i'm going to get out for a bit. have to get new shoes for the interview and get my CV copied at kinko's. i just feel so restless...