Practically Perfect

This past weekend was a keeper. It all started Friday with a lovely dinner with a dear friend and a shared bottle of wine. The stories she shared were hysterical, albeit a bit disturbing. I can't share her stories here, but let's just say she has a way of attracting unwanted attention, and the results are pretty funny.

Saturday I woke up with something stirring next to me. Seeing as Cassidy was not here, in a panic I opened my eyes, only to find a cute little kitten sitting on my pillow and staring at me. Now, I'm not certain, but I don't think there is a better wake up call that I have heard of. A sweet little face with a rumbling purr is about the nicest thing to help me ease into my day. Saturday afternoon I met with four other ladies to go see 101 Dalmatians...if you have a kid, you should go. Otherwise, save your money. (Sorry Kimber!) However, the company was great and the rest of the night with cocktails, food, and girl talk was just what the doctor ordered.

Sunday started out on the wrong foot with a call from PAWS asking me where the kittens are. Seems that Cassidy is trying to get me blacklisted (again). He made an appointment to take them back and failed to mention that to me. Well, if you were aware of the kitten amber alert of February 2009, you can see how this is a problem for me. Fortunately they were fairly understanding when I told them my husband was to blame...and lucky me gets to hold on to the girls for one last week. Sunday afternoon I had a quick lunch with another friend and then spent the rest of the day relaxing, working, cleaning, etc.

If Cassidy were here, it would have been the most perfect weekend.

Sorry, no pictures...Note to self: I have to go buy a new digital camera (or get one of my 3 broken ones fixed) next weekend. Carrying my 'big camera' around is just too heavy and I end up missing out on a lot of great pics.