This handsome little guy needs no introduction. He is my angel and a huge part of why I was so looking forward to my Texas trip with eager anticipation. Regrettably (and obviously), I’m not entirely familiar with the neurological inner-workings of the cat brain. I’m a slacker, I know. Therefore, I’m pretty uneducated when it comes to my deepest kitty concerns like, “Will Sancho remember me?” and “Does he remember my scent or my voice?” or “How long can I be away from home before he starts thinking, ‘who is this psycho and why is she weeping all over my fur?'” I’ve been occupied with these and other crucial thoughts since I moved to Cincinnati seven months ago. Much to my extreme (I assure you) joy, Sancho seemed to know me right away. He took a minute to sniff me out then immediately began to nuzzle and lick me. It wasn’t long before the purring kicked in and I knew for certain that he remembered me as the mommy who spoon feeds him jars of turkey baby food (keep your opinions to yourself), buckled his cat carrier into the front seat of my car for weekend trips home during college and played nothing but Christmas music the entire way no matter the season to calm his frantic mewing cries, allowed him to sleep cuddled up next to me at night, and the mommy who scooped his litter every single morning. I love my cat. Cats are, unarguably, the best creatures in existence. I am of the solid opinion that everyone needs a cat. By the way, if my husband is reading this, he’s cringing in intolerable embarrassment and horror and is well on his way to looking into the institutionalization of crazy cat ladies. I am, indeed, crazy for my cat at the ripe old age of 24 and I see no shame in this. Sancho is about as awesome as they come and he deserves all the doting he gets.
Anyhow, after I momentarily got my fill of kitty lovin’ I eventually did make it out of the house to hang out with my core group of girlfriends, all of whom stood up in our wedding.
On Saturday I…
That evening I met up with Katie, Julia (and boyfriend Matt), Kelley (and husband Mike), and Emily (sadly boyfriend Sean wasn’t in SA that weekend) at Aldaco’s Mexican Cuisine for some delicious Mexican food and flavorful margaritas.
On Sunday afternoon I went to visit some of my Magik friends at a post Shakespeare-in-the-Park and pre-summer-camp party. It’s a crazy busy and exhausting time of the year for theatre people, so only about 1/4 of us made it out, but it was so nice to see everyone again!
It was truly wonderful to see my friends again. Of course, I’d love to see them all the time! And I didn’t have time to see everyone I wanted to see. I can name at least 8 other close friends I would have loved to have seen on my Texas vacay. Next time around I’ll make it happen!
Because I have more bragging to do, I have to include one last shot of my beautiful baby boy. I know you can’t get enough of his sweet face or engaging personality either, so enjoy!
With family, friends, and cats like mine, Texas is a fine place to be!
