This one is for Jake.
I had a fun night even though I've obviously caught some kind of stomach flu bug thing, darn it. I/we made waaaay too much food. Three of my friend's family members didn't show up : ( so we had so much extra. There was absolutely no way we could eat it all and no one wanted to take it home. Do you think that means the food sucked? I liked it. I even liked cooking it. This was a really lovely day, even with my not feeling well. Beau even came along and tried the enchiladas.
Awww Jake just reached his paw across my chest and pat/pulled at me. This means that he wants something, probably for me to go to sleep with him. He's my only cat who will sleep cuddled up in my arms with me. He puts up with my womanhandling of him and of course I love him for this. My criteria for differentiating a great cat friend from a good cat friend is whether they'll let me grab them and cuddle them, or even if they'll kind of independently come up to me on their own and get under the covers with me. And as I say this Jake is coming to sit on my lap, making it super hard to type, Curly Girl is sneaking around the back of the laptop, Dr. Matt is cuddled up against my side with Baby Angel who has given us ring worm, Chippy, whose birthday it is, (which accounts for why he gets to stay in here and hang out with us even though he fights with the other kitties and sprays things,) and Miss Fuzzums, who always has a cold no matter what we do, (we're on our fourth vaporizer), is on top of the pile of pillows I'm resting against and making snuffling noises in my ear.
We had a nice walk after dinner. Everything is in bloom in our neighborhood now and the jasmine smells so incredibly sweet and sexy. I would love to make love at night near a field of blooming jasmine or just somewhere where there is an open window and the scent would drift in and fill the room.
It felt good to walk after dinner even though I was so weak when I came back I was shaking. We stole a few flowers along the way. I tried to justify my floral thieving because everyone steals mine and I'm okay with it, my garden is wild with roses right now and I just tell everyone to help themselves, they'll do it anyway.
PS: I'm so worried about my weight. I've been eating more sugary things and I'm afraid to weigh myself. Help??? I think I'll go on over to my weight loss surgery chat room and look for some support there.
PPS: "Signora please stop being so sad. If you continue like this I will be forced to make love to you and I have never been unfaithful to my wife." Signor Martini from Under the Tuscan Sun -- I loved this scene but it's so hard to imagine gorgeous Diane Lane ever having trouble finding a man to love and be loved by.
This one is for Chippy because it looks just like him. Happy birthday little kitty man, we love you so much, even if you've always been a terrific pain in the ass with your constant escaping, fighting and pissing on anything and everything.