Ms. Tigger and I on the happiest day...
Today Was Crazy Until I Watched The X-Men 2
I think that's all I should say and leave it at that, but have you ever known me just to shut the hell up? I had a doctor's appointment with my neurologist at 3pm. My Mom got here and we were hauling ass to get there only to have the nurse tell us that my appointment was yesterday. Ha! Ha! I told my Mom that it was yesterday and she (who is always right) said no it's wed. I talked to their office myself. They said that it would be over a month before he has an opening, BUT, thank God, someone had cancelled an apt. for this Monday morning, so I will see him then, for sure.
We then had to run a few errands that I did not want to go on and did not know we had to do them. My Mother drives a huge truck all while smoking a cigarette and talking on her phone and trying to make hotel reservations all at the same time. She scares me. I don't like to ride with her. She wants me to make a road trip with her this weekend, only for two days, but still, I'm not sure if my heart can handle the drive. She acts as if its some kind of bonding type of thing. I think what it really is, is that she doesn't want to go alone, so she's decided to invite me. I'm still not quite sure on that one. My Dad says I shoulg go and be there for her. I will be sitting alone in a hotel room while she is off doing her own thing. She even tried to get me to go by saying that she would buy me a bottle of my favorite wine. Now that's just wrong!
Tomorrow is not only the one year anniversary of the adoption of my baby boy, Brando. It's also his 5th birthday. I got him a whole roasted chicken and a small thing of half and half. Mom is going to buy him one of those kitty carpet tree condo things, but I told her not to get it until we go home. There's no use having it here. I think he'd like it much better at our house. I just can't get over how much he has changed my life definitely for the better. After Miss Tigger passed away, I never dreamed that I would ever love another cat again, much less let him sleep on the pillow with me like she used to. I love him so much. We've been through so much in just a year. I adore him. It's awful, but I don't feel for him the way I feel for Miss Tigger, but, hey, it's only been a year and I had her for nearly 13 years and my feelings for Brando are pretty damn strong. Actually, they are so strong that I know he's in the bedroom sleeping on my pillow waiting for me. So, I'm not going to sit up all night looking at Hugh Jackman websites and saving every photo that I see, I'm going to tear myself away from this damn computer and go to bed with my baby boy. That's where a good Mom (and that I am) would be! I can't believe my baby boy is growing up so fast!