August 17, 2001

      So i've had a whole week off and i think only one morning of it all have i managed to sleep past seven.  Craziness.  But it's really nice to be able to just take my time rolling out from under the covers and wandering down to the kitchen and enjoy having a leisurely tea.  Really nice to stay in my pj's until noon, working on the computer and just basically catching up on everything.

     In a perfect world i'd be rich.  'Course i'd also be younger and thinner and have more hair.  And have a better behaved cat.

     i'm beginning to think i'm worrying foolishly about a little black demon!  To be fair, it's not entirely his fault - a pretty little white girl cat (whom i've dubbed Princess) has decided to come and flaunt her wares in all the windows she can get at.  Which necessitates my cat momentarily losing all control and dignity and hurling himself at said window.  This results in a whole whack of noises - hissing and spitting and yowling.  And grumbles from Himself as He points to the now wrecked screen and the scratches in the new paint and says; "your cat ... "

     Yes, well, errrr ...  

     Trying to close the window as much as possible to prevent the cat from doing this, while still letting in a bit of air, doesn't work at all.  The front window is a side to side sliding type.  This morning i'm upstairs serving Master His tea when all of a sudden we hear banging and crashing and the now all too familiar yowling.  

     "What was that!" Himself questions.

     "Oh ... just a little cat fight ... " and i'm gone to find out what happened this time.

     Well this time, somehow, my cat managed to get his body into that tiny space left open in the window.  Damned if i can figure out how.  And he's now trapped in between the screen and the glass.  There's only a few inches of space between the two - how the heck did he do this?  And try as he might, he can't back out.

     We are eyeball to eyeball.  me on one side, him on the other.  He's got that look that says; "I'm fine.  I can get out of this.  I am a cat, therefore I have my dignity!"  Yeah right.  He looks pretty flattened to me.  i let him sweat it a couple of seconds before i finally slide the window open enough for him to get out.  

     Maybe he'll think twice next time.  Probably not though.  i don't think the Princess is finished tormenting him.  i'm just not sure how much more Himself can take.  And how much longer i'll stay out of trouble with my snickering.  :) 

     Himself had to work out of town yesterday, in a place that is really close to where i used to live.  So N and i arranged to visit at the same time.  She brought along her mother and the three of us hit the stores.  "Mom" bought me a small wood hand for my birthday, which is now living on the dining room table, and i bought myself a tiny pair of marcasite earrings.  i'm an earring nut.  i also bought Himself a small wood carving of a man who's sitting cross legged, bent completely over into his knees and covering his face.  It's pretty interesting.  i was going to give it to Him as a Christmas present, and N was intrigued that i could actually wait that long.  And then i couldn't wait.  

     We did find this one store that sold estate jewelry and i fell in love with a pearl and diamond ring.  i've always preferred 'different' and this ring was absolutely perfect. Very antiquish.  It also looked great against my ultra-white skin, which is something that is rare.  It had a creamy pearl in the center and a tiny cluster of diamonds on either side, but not raised and nothing overly showy.  Just simple, understated and elegant.  And $385.00 dollars.  Which is a great price actually, but not when i'm in between jobs.  To borrow a phrase from Himself's daughter; "Sigh."

     But the day was still a special one, being able to spend a bit of time with them again.  It felt just like the old days when we would hit the stores.  There wasn't a lot of gossip time, but that was okay.  Although i was particularly touched when N asked about one other member of the webring, and if she was okay.

     i think we need to try to meet up like that more often.  

     Okay, and now i had a bunch of D/s type things i wanted to write and explore about, but my mind has just gone ffffsssssssssttttttt.  So i'm gone.

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