We finally let Ratzi into our bedroom. We put away the fancy stuff & dug out the “light summer comforter†and decided that the cat could hang out in the bedroom. Our bed is his new favorite place. Since I’ve been home from work, he’s only spent about two hours away from it and Matt says that he spent most of his day there, too.
Now… if only we can convince him to sleep when we sleep, instead playing while we’re trying to sleep.
Mr. B & I have attended 4 weddings together in our not-quite-five years of happy coupledom. That’s not counting our own. In the past two weeks or so we’ve bee invited to THREE more. And Mr. B. suspects that we’ll be receiving at least one more in the near future. Assuming he’s right, that’ll bring our total number of weddings attended to EIGHT by the end of October. That also means that five of those weddings occured/will occur this calendar year.
Also, apparently that old myth that it’s popular to get married in the summer is wrong. Our wedding count includes 1 in February, 1 in April (though it might as well have been March), 2 in May, 1 in September, and 2 maybe 3 in October. The September wedding is the only one that is actually happening during summer… and yet the bride & groom seem to think they’re getting married in the fall. In my twisted little head, this is hillarious.
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