Ray got home yesterday afternoon from LA. He went out to see his mother for her 91st birthday. I had the house to myself for the weekend.Â
I love an All About Me Weekend. Playing whatever music I want to hear, making a mess in the kitchen and jamming on my guitar like I’m a rock star (which I’m not), are some of the things I love to do in my solitude. I always have so much fun and did this weekend but I have to admit, it sure was good to have him come home.Â
After chatting about the weekend and some dinner we both flopped into bed.
I woke up in the middle of the night. Ray and I were laying there spooning while Parker kitty curled up in a ball next to us. My little white noise machine was whirring away in the distance accompanied by the soft rumble of Parker’s purr. There was no moon so it was pitch black. All you could see outside was the night sky speckled with millions of stars. It’s the little moments like these where I feel as if I am a man of great wealth. Money, cars, sex, drugs–whatever fills that void can never match up against spoonin’ with your man next to a purring kitty. Never.
I kissed him on the back of the neck, closed my eyes and said thankyouthankyouthankyou over and over in my head until I drifted back to sleep.
That is the sweetest, most awesome post.
I agree with Brian on this one. You are one lucky guy to share your life with someone you truly love. I feel more than blessed to have my George in my life.
Thanks Brian and Jim. I am a very lucky man and not a day goes by without me giving thanks for it. 🙂
In contrast, I had to wash my quilt after Puff puked all over it. You get cuddles, I get vomit.
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Well, being just invited to read this blog, I have an even better sense of the author and his way with words and expressions of thoughts. A thinker he is! Quite nice and a warm feeling sent and received here~
very sweet post!
and tag!
hey u make me feeling alone!! 🙂
Sorry if I’m late in writing you, a big hug from Italy.
wildcub70
What a great post. I’m even luckier. I get to spoon with a great man and TWO purring kitties. Of course, you get to do all of the above in my favorite part of the country.