He walks to the door to answer it. She says that her computer isn't working, could she check her email. She then asks where is Cheyenne. He answers and walks her to the computer. She then tells him she needs help. She sits down next to him and leans towards him. After a second or two, she thanks him and walks towards the door.

Minutes later she is at the door again. She tells him that she would like to place a order for a sheet cake. She asks again, am I home. He tells her no and that she should come back, when I'm home. She tells him, that she wants to look through my portfolio of my cakes and she does not have alot of time, so she would rather do it now. He invites her in and then he goes into the kitchen to get my books. She screams can she have something to drink. He says ok and the phone is ringing. Hmm! its me on the phone! and my big mouth is going on and on and on. Which gives Candy Pants in the other room, time to take off her shirt and drop her pants and sit on my furniture and claw at her cat box several times.(Memo to me: make all phone calls, brief!). He hangs up with me and walks back into the room, with my books and a drink for her. She jumps up, he asks what are you doing, get dressed. She tells him, that I'm a bore and she knows what he likes. He replies, get on your clothes. She walks over to him and tries to grab his thing. He grabs her hand and tells her to get dressed and leave. He starts to walk to the door. She jumps infront of him and bends over and tells him to hurry. He pushes her aside and walks out the door. She screams at him. She then looks around, scratches the cat box one more time, spits on my floor, gets dressed, then leaves.

Moments later he re-enters the house. Says the F word several times and makes a phone call. He is on the phone explaining to someone what happened. Time passes, his brother shows up. He explains again, what happened and then they go outside.

Tonight, after I put Sophia to bed, I am going to Candy Pants house for tea!!!

I do find humor in everything, Thank God, I guess that is my way of coping. From the time she took off her clothes and got dressed. She did a scratch and sniff thing at the cat house several times. I keep telling everybody she has fleas and now I have proof. That Cat Box is not up to code!!!!

I also want to thank all of you for your wonderful messages and words of encouragement. I'm still weathering a storm but time will tell.