o. Big and friendly…..and could easily pull me off my feet if he got it into his head that life could be more interesting without his lead……he hasn’t tried, he’s very gentle. We have a walking regime which is proving to be very good for my health!The Kitten – Frances. Lila picked her up off the side of the street after
Frances launched herself at Lila’s feet, having been abandoned (Lila is a sucker for this type of behaviour, that’s why she has five cats….sweet). She’s quite friendly and lively, once she is sure you’re okay. Frances and Cheechoo play some scary-looking games, but unless she squeals, they are okay (apparently if Frances does squeal I am to yell at Cheechoo).Orange Cat - Gus – The ‘gift bringer’ and the
talker….skittish and shy, I haven’t received any gifts yet! He’s the soulmate of the White Cat
who has a folded-down ear - Charley. Charley and Gus believe they are litter mates, they aren’t but were born a week apart and Lila got them from the vet at the same time. I guess as long as they believe they are related, they are.Gray Cat (Russian Blue) cat - Gorda. Described as the grouchy queen of the
household. Also quite talkative, with a Dick Cheney-ish tone.Persian Cat- Missy. Quite a Zen character. Often persecuted by Gorda. Believes herself to be persecuted
by Frances, but Frances just wants to play. Friends with both boys – if I had a fav it would be Missy......but I shouldn't say that out loud.Bonus Cat - Max. A frequent mealtime visitor…….if he’s there, I feed him. He’s the neighbourhood cat, although Lila clearly takes the lead in making sure he is okay.
Fishcher's Cat - Mary, who lives across the road looks a little like Gus and will sometimes try to come over for a meal. The only bad thing about that is she will often hesitate, and sit down right in the middle of the street. Scary.
Given the diva personalities, feeding time can be a little dodgy so many logistics to manage! Bedtime is a whole other thing as everyone sleeps somewhere different. Given my parenting responsibilities it's proving easy to stay out of trouble!

The Lex is an iconic Lesbian bar, tiny and jammed packed. I'd never been before - mostly it is packed with young things but the night we were there the crowd was more mixed. The pic on the right is the bathroom - they encourage the graffiti but here's the best thing, despite appearances it's possibly the cleanest club bathroom I've ever been in at 1 a.m in the morning. Following day I drove with Ruth down to Santa Cruz for gay pride (this is my third year so I guess I'm creating routines). We came down the coastal road, stopping in at Half Moon Bay then going to another local legend for lunch. 




So I went and bought a car....I didn't actually intend to buy one, it was a spontaneous moment! I had reached the point where I realized only having the bike (yeah I still have the bike!) wasn't quite workable. I really only went to look at the car - rode the bike to San Jose, took her for a test ride and....bought her. She's an 06 Mazda MX5 Miata and (as Marcia says) as close as you can get to a motorcycle in a car. She's fun and has me feel
entirely rewarded for the last few months of never ending work (that's my story, sticking with it).
Given Palm Springs is in the desert it was an odd shift in mindset. A couple of us then went on a self guided architecture tour....very interesting. It was so lovely to not be working, see the kiwi gals and relax. Coming back to work has been funny (and predictably full on). This week I've had to repeat myself several times when talking - I clearly took on Kiwiana again and my accent came back in full force, it's always there but there's no doubt that spending time with Kiwi's brings it on even more!
aper cup and spoon (serviette too!). Then you walk around and choose which chowder you want to try. There were dozens to choose from. If you want to you can then vote on your favourite. Tasting sizes are relatively small....still I was hard pushed to use up all five tickets so stopped at four......Dee and I shared a giant can of beer as well (they do everything big here) so I think that filled me up along the way! After the tasting three of us decided to do one of the rides - the Fireball....says it all really. Mostly these things make me laugh hysterically (okay so it's restrained hysteria....but you get the picture), Michelle provided the screams and Marcia the wahoos. We couldn't convince Dee; the possibility of throwing up put her off (none of us did but someone on the ride was less fortunate....I didn't see that so it proved to be good clean fun for me). We then went on a second ride (all of us) that was less thrill but provided a wonderful sensation of flying - nice.


ry Spot the laws of physics and gravity change...true story, nothing works quite the way it's supposed to. A tour guide shows you around demonstrating all the oddities. Physics freaks would love, Michelle and I laughed alot - good enough. After the Mystery Spot we headed back to Santa Cruz and went and had snacks at a very cute downtime wine bar. By the end of the day we were both pretty tired and work has been so full on that I really has happy to land in my bed at 830pm...having enjoyed a very lovely chat with some NZ friends. Skype really is fantastic.
ease. It really was four full on days! Some big adventures and some little ones. Much good food, good wine and laughter. I really had a very grand time. One of the very best standout moments that stays with me was the 
It's been fascinating to watch the whole election saga roll out - what a costly why to go about it. I watched the first presidential debate and heard some of the second. Not really debating I didn't think. Funny too, alot of the Americans I speak to aren't watching the debates at all but they are passionately interested in the outcome of the election. As to Sarah Palin - yikes.........although she was much better in the VP debate than I expected.....still she feels like a train wreck waiting to happen. The pic on the left comes from a Facebook page called "Everytime I hear Sarah Palin speak I feel sick to my stomach".





