Thursday, October 30, 2008  The Night I got Wesley to be quiet
when company was there...  I promised I'd explain how I got
Wesley to be quiet when Cait and Richard and I turned up at our
(me and Wesley's) apartment in the middle of the night.  As I
mentioned in another blog, Wesley had a nanny by this time, who
would come over every day if I was away for a weekend, and read
to him, spend time talking to him, feed him, and sometimes spend
the night there so he'd have company. Yes he was spoiled!  I
sometimes spent the night up in L.A. at Cait and Richard's
house, hence the nanny.  On one such weekend, we were having a
lovely time eating at our favorite Italian restaurant, closing
the place down, when I inexplicably started to have a sort of
anxiety attack over Wesley's well being. The nanny wasn't
available that night so I couldn't just call her and ask her to
check on him.  L.A. was a SERIOUS distance from La Costa! But
here I was having a visible anxiety attack, horrified that I was
acting like this - near t