It's May and I should feel good...

...but I don't because one of my babies feels bad. April was a rough month for her. One of our pet rats died (her favorite and mine) and a friend from far away decided he couldn't handle a long-distance friendship anymore. We were looking forward to reciprocating the hosting responsibilities by having him visit Rhode Island this summer for a few weeks, maybe a month. His grown-up cousin and her husband very generously showed Ivy her hospitality for 10 days in February. She has been very supportive of Ivy since her young cousin made his decision to cut ties.

Of course, I am trying too hard to distract Ivy because I never want her to be unhappy, even for a few minutes. I went to see Modest Mouse with my husband last night and we left a little early. Not because of Ivy but because it was hard to enjoy due to an obnoxious girl behind me. Also, Stu's back was hurting. I was starting to get bored, truth be told. I don't have a long attention span for big shows where you can't really get close to the band. We stopped by Big Nazo to chat with Meg and Erminio and I called Ivy from there and she sounded so sad. Plus her stomach hurt. We still had to eat dinner and run an errand but my heart just wanted to speed home and be with her. In the end, we ate dinner fairly quick and Stu dropped me off and ran the errand himself.

I am particularly sad tonight because I noticed that our estranged friend has deleted me as a myspace friend and it looks like he has done the same to Ivy. Not that I even spend much time on myspace...it is more of a symbolic kind of ouch.

Blah. I'm sitting here watching a new episode of Ugly Betty but not really paying attention. It isn't as much fun to watch alone.

Stu should be home soon. I don't know why he isn't yet. Ivy is at dress rehearsal for Saturday's show. I hope it is going well.