Something just reminded me of my first date...

I met my first boyfriend at Summer Science Camp where all the brainy kids spent the summer. He was intelligent and geeky-sweet. I couldn't resist him! We went to see The Empire Strikes Back  at a theatre in the college town where we were staying. I remember that the movie playing on the other side was The Blues Brothers,  which my  parents were sure would corrupt youth because it featured SNL alumni. Those were very innocent times.

My first love is now a programmer and a consultant and still a great guy.

I want to hear all of your first date stories!

In quarantine...

I normally don't catch every bug that comes along, but that's changed since my nephew has been staying with me. He keeps bringing home contagious stuff from school. I had big plans today, but elected to stay home and keep my germs to myself. Todd, for one, doesn't need to catch whatever's going around.

I know that it's not always possible, but it'd be nice if people stayed home when they're sick. How many times have you seen parents dragging sick and obviously miserable children through a store?  Once, I encountered a lady towing a sick toddler through a supermarket. The poor kid actually threw up and she just kept on shopping, leaving the mess for the store employees. Deciding that I didn't need groceries from a hot zone, I left.

The cat came back

About a year ago, I had 2 seal point cats spayed. Both of them were indoor-outdoor cats and eventually disappeared. I was especially upset over Miss Lillian, one of my special pets.

A few months ago, a female seal point showed up next door at my sister's. She wasn't an exact match for either of the missing kitties. My neighbor Charlotte took her home, but she wouldn't stay. Crystal definitely didn't want the cat, so I brought it home with me and Moma named her Sassafras. Sassafras immediately bonded with me. I wondered if she was already spayed because she wasn't pregnant and didn't go into heat. I made a spay appointment a couple of weeks back, explaining that the kitty might already be spayed. Well, she was spayed and had the green tattoo that my vet puts on animals that they spay or neuter. Miss Lillian is back! She looks a little different, but they tell me that she was a young cat, and natural aging could've deepened the color of her blue eyes and darkened her coat a bit.

She refuses to answer to Sassafras, but responds to Miss Lillian. Has to be her! 

BTW, Miss Lillian is probably the only cat ever named after the namesake of an heirloom tomato.

Her favorite things are playing, eating, lying on top of the computer mouse and growling at anyone who tries to use it, walking on the keyboard, and shedding. For the rest of her nine lives, she'll sleep on my bed.