Yesterday, my friend J. and I went out to lunch for her birthday. We dined at Graffiti Grille, which I didn’t even know was open for lunch. It was delicious. I had a grilled shrimp BLT on challah and she had tortellini pasta with andouille sausage. On the way to lunch she opened her gift. And, I think she was pretty pleased with it. I made her a 3-CD set of songs for every year of her life. It started with “Hard Day’s Night” and cruised through the 70s with only a smattering of laugh making: “Stand By Your Man”, “East Bound and Down” and “The Devil Went Down to Ga”. The 80s got her caught up with the Dazz Band, Culture Club and Chaka Khan. The 90s slid into more of a country twang (she is a country fan) but I had to include “Livin’ La Vida Loca” because what other song screams 1999 than that one? I hope she gets a good chuckle when listening to the discs.
Last night the Niece and her parents visited for a little while. The Niece wanted to show off her tutu and princess wands. Very cute, indeed. I put on a grass skirt and she and I paraded around the family room for a few minutes.
After they left, Leon came out from under the guest bed and squawked at the pantry door. We had no treats to give him (he’s on a diet) and his food bowl was full so the why of the whine was a mystery. He continued to meow until I finally figured out he needed the comfort of his catnip bag. I threw that on the floor of the family room and he went at it. Finally, when he tired of the licking, flicking and rubbing, he laid his belly on the bag as if it were a pillow and dozed off.