Monday, December 11, 2006

What a delightful weekend.

And I'm not even being facetious. I did have a delightful weekend, more or less.

On the second Saturday of the month, every month for about the last 10 years, a group of women who all met doing animal rescue meet for lunch at the same restaurant. I call it the Cat Lady Lunch, even though there's one member who has only dogs. It's a standing date, and it's always fun, but our December gathering is always really fun, because over the years we have somehow developed a tradition wherein everyone brings small gifts for everyone else. I'm not sure how it happened, actually--we didn't start out doing it, and nothing was ever "officially" decreed, but however it happened, it's great. It's like opening a Christmas stocking--nothing elaborate or expensive, but since there are usually about a dozen of us, everyone goes home with 11 or so small gifts. Lip balms, mints, CHOCOLATE of course, ornaments, candles, various cat-themed tchotchkes, etc. We eat lots of food, make probably a bit too much noise, and draw attention to ourselves, but no one seems to mind. It's a great group of bright, funny, compassionate women, some of whom have MORE CATS THAN ME. Seriously, that's part of what makes it so great. We're all crazy in the same way. A person could admit to having half-a-dozen cats and the response is likely to be "Is THAT all?" Hee. We also talk about our lives, our jobs, our politics, but mostly it's about the animals. You can casually mention your cat's diarrhea problem while everyone is eating, and nobody bats an eye! We share solutions, compare vets, and we have on occasion done it while all wearing silly hats. It's the one place no one will judge you strange for admitting how deeply you still grieve for an animal who died years ago. The funniest thing is how often people at nearby tables stop by on their way out to say "I heard you talking about cats/dogs--here's a picture of my Fluffy/Fido. Isn't she/he adorable?"

Anyway, buoyed with Christmas spirit on my way home from lunch, I stopped at the Christmas tree lot and bought my "Charlie Brown" tree. It's adorable. I decorated with nothing but lights, and so far the cats aren't overly interested. Timmy did curl up to take a nap underneath it like a sweet little orange-wrapped present, but nobody's attempted (yet) to climb it.

Sunday morning I sang one of my favorite seasonal songs at church, and a friend (who I hadn't seen in weeks, and who'd never heard me sing) and her young son, and my parents (who have heard me sing a million times, but apparently never get tired of it--hee) all came to listen. It was lovely to have them there. My parents took me out for lunch afterwards to atone for standing me up on Thanksgiving, and that was lovely, too.

Then I went home and took a nap. Ahh....yummy, yummy nap. The weekend was marred only by the fact that nearly every cat in my house is sneezing. I took one to the vet a few days ago, and apparently somebody blew some germs on him while he was there. It doesn't seem to be anything serious, so I've just been poking antihistamines down every cat I can. Which is easier with some of them than others--Ruthie is now my very favoritest cat, and Magda can go bite me. Which, uh, actually is exactly what she's trying to do. Ahh, nothing wakes you up in the morning quite as efficiently as a snotty-nosed cat lying on your chest, dripping his snot delicately onto your face. Hee. Poor babies. I shouldn't make fun. I don't like sneezing and dripping, either. Which is why I take my pills like a big girl. ;)

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your Cat Lady Lunches sound fabulous! And ten years, wow. I have lots of online Cat Lady friends from a forum, but I've only met a few in person. Each them has been "as advertised" :> and I've become really good friends with two of them :-)

I'll see your dripping-cat-snot and raise you waking to canned Wellness dropping on my head :-I I'd forgotten to ask Jef to chop it up before serving, and Veto made off with a huge hunk, choosing to eat it messily just above my blissful slumber.

lizgwiz said...

yez: I'm sure you should take that as a compliment. He was probably bringing his "kill" back to share with you. Hee.

don't call me MA'AM said...

Very cool lunches, indeed! I need to start a tradition like that!

Snotty cat nose? Yikes. I just wake up to bad doggie breath... and bad husband breath, too. haha

That sounds like a fabulous weekend! Good for you!

Jasclo said...

Aww! The poor babies. When we got Jasper as a kitten, he had a respiratory infection and sneezed a lot. We chased him around with tissues. It was actually quite amusing, but that's what the vet told us to do.

And singing in front of people? Now that's impressive.

georgeious said...

dizzy still drools on me every night when we go to bed. bubba is still codepedent. stuart (yes, he's gigantic now!) just plain gassy.

see, you can talk about your cat's diarrhea with people like me anytime, toots.

lizgwiz said...

dcmm: It turns out yesterday was nothing--this morning 3 separate cats exploded a sneeze in my face before I made it out of bed. Fortunately, my huge dog with his huge tongue jumped right into action and licked the snot right off. Sigh.

jasclo: Yes, respiratory infections in cats are fun, aren't they? I've been through this many times, thanks to my penchant for adopting rescue kitties with their less-than-stellar prenatal care. But this is the first time for some of the younger cats and they're pretty freaked out.

George: Poor Stuart is gassy? So is Rover--his tummy played me a symphony last night.

Anonymous said...

Your gathering sounds fun. Hope your cats are feeling better soon!

Anonymous said...

That sounds like so much fun! So wait - exactly how many cats do you have, and what are their names?

lizgwiz said...

3c: thanks for the good wishes. I'll tell them you're thinking of them. :)

GG: I don't think I dare publicly reveal that info, lest it somehow incriminate me--but I can email it to you privately. Hee.