Yesterday the shower tried but failed to do away with me..today on my way upstairs to take the infamous shower, my cat grrr raced suddenly ahead of me and i pitched forward, banging my head on the edge of the table on the landing and hitting my arm on the railing, in an attempt to keep from falling. But she failed to do away with me, however i have a knot the size of a golfball on my arm and bruises on my leg and forehead..grrr so tomorrow wonder what husband has in store for me? stay tuned for the continuing saga of how to do away with isabeau..hmm maybe i shouldn't have bought that book by Stephen King..