Went to the Great Meadow with cobweb. We found an alternate route to the stepping stones. We crossed the stepping stones, but failed to find the Magik Pond. There are so many trails, it's hard to find the right one. Regardless, we had a great time walking through the meadow, taking in the views of the swamplands from the wooded hills. We must have gotten in at least 2 hours of walking, probably more.

I brought sandwiches of cheeze, spinach and thousand island dressing on oat bread in a picnic basket, and we had a picnic in a nice clearing. We drank green tea out of my amber coloured glass goblets. Very relaxing and peaceful.

I feel so much better after getting out and romping through the woods in my purple pajamas. I'm planning to make trips to the Great Meadow much more often.

Lake really didn't want Clover coming over. She broke almost all of our nice glassware and a plate for good measure. Shirley wanted to cut very badly, but we had to comfort Lake, who was horrified at her outburst of anger.

We ended up renting "The Family Man". Lake liked it, I didn't.

Lake went to bed and we just purged. I didn't really binge. Shirley though we'd eaten too much and I just wanted to get rid of the energy of the day. So we did. Then we brushed our teeth and drank a baking soda solution.

Now I'm going to go clean up the rest of the broken glass in the kitchen.

I'm really sad about the glasses. I can't tell Lake how much they meant to me, or she'd feel even more guilty. They were the glasses I had 9 years ago, when I lived in a small rental house in Columbia, Missouri with my cat, Galena. Just me and Galena and a little garden in the backyard. I used to make spaghetti and me and Galena would sit at an upsidedown milk crate together and eat out of the same plate. I miss that place. A lot happened there. Good and bad. Those glasses were my last piece of that place. Only three remain now. 1 goblet (which were my favorite) and 2 tumblers. When they break, I'll have no connection.

I just accidentally knocked my goblet of generic diet raspberry soda onto the floor. The floor looks like the aftermath of a murder in a low budget horror flick. No real harm done, except for a surprised and soda-covered Mazzy thinking, "Why me?"