since last wednesday

Even though she doesn't even read this, nor does my SO, Grant - this is what's been going on for the last few days:

Grant's mother has come to visit us - and really, she's been a Godsend. I've only met her a few times in the last year, since Grant and I were dating from a distance of 400 miles.

We have, however, known each other for 25 years. We dated back when we were 15 years old, ironically.

Grant decided to move to where I am in New York, a few months ago, at the beginning of February.

This is his mother's first trip here and I'm so glad she made it.

Aside from having this lovely ruptured disk in my back, which she has been very sympathetic about - she's been a lot of fun.

I've been able to spend a decent amount of time with her without Grant being around, so we could really talk.

We spent roughly ten hours straight together yesterday.

We shared stories and thoughts and feelings and it's been truly refreshing. There is nothing that I've found to date, that either of us has said - that the other didn't understand without further explanation.

I think I'm going to try to con her into staying another week.

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My daughter came home all excited last weekend because her best friend's cat - had kittens. She went on and on and on about it until I just looked at her and said, "do you want one of the kittens?"

That was met with an immediate, "YES!"

I have no earthly idea what the hell made me ask that...
I need a cat like I need a hole in the head.

The kittens are only three weeks old. Not old enough to take from their mother yet, but it looks like we'll be proud owners of a baby kitten in a few more weeks.

The one she picked out originally has been promised to someone else. So her second choice is a greyish colored cat with bits of white splashed on her.

She and Grant have come up with ever conceivable idiotic name they can think of to come to me and ask if they could use on the new kitten...........all of which the answer has been a resounding, "No!"

So, we're having naming issues already.

Seriously, "BS" or "Ball Sac" is NOT an appropriate name for any cat.

What in the hell is wrong with those people?

I kid you, not - I spend approximately 25% of my life with a particular look on my face while my mouth is forming the single word, "Why....."

Really...who even utters those words in a full and complete sentence with a straight face. They must have practiced it for ten minutes before they came to me with it.

I swear they do it just to see the look on my face...

They fuel each other and use their powers against me just to try to figure out which thing is going to finally make me snap.

I want it noted for the record that I'm not above having both of them restrained and committed. Something I remind them of at least once a week.