My oldest and dearest friend came up from Macon, Ga. to her Mother's home in Springfield. Springfield is a town north of Nashville and south of Clarksville. She is a planner so we had predetermined this visit several months ago. Besides, Kitty needed a day to rest. I know I have not been hit as hard as others but the daily stress of trying to get it done was taking a toll on what is left of my gray matter(not my hair).
It was her burpday and I took a few little items to celebrate her day. I feel very strong about birthdays as this is the most important day of ones life. It is your day and loved ones and even casual friends should acknowledge it. Thus, I love to help anyone celebrate their birthday and you can call me the birthday card Queen and I will smile and enjoy the title. So when it is your bestest and oldest friend in the whole world it is more than special. It is an EVENT even if you just sit and visit like we did.
The nickname "The Pope" was given to her by our boss when we worked together long ago and she married an Italian and her maiden name was Pope.
My batteries are totally recharged after my visit with her and I could tackle any object with renewed vigor.
What a wonderful day in the rain. That is the best kitty justice ever.
NOW WHERE ARE THOSE ALLIGATORS I NEED TO SLAY?