Well, my vacation is over and I am finally recovered, so why not write up a finale (in two parts) to this segment?
I spent the week doing homework and waiting for my mom to get home from work. On Tuesday, we were able to have dinner with some of her previous colleagues, which was fun. It was great to see them again. I get such a kick out of their company and I am so glad they were able to accept my mom’s invitation on my behalf.
Now, at my home, we don’t have TV. I mean, we have a TV but all we get is a blue screen. This is the way it has been for years now. People seem aghast when they learn we don’t even have basic cable. Nope, not even the three local channels. But I like it this way. It is too easy to get wrapped up in it and waste away before it. I no longer schedule my week around being home in time to watch “my shows”. I do miss some things like the History Channel. But that is beside the point. So when mom and I would get home, all full and happy, from dinner at first I was slightly annoyed that my mom turned on the TV. No biggie, I just tuned it out. However, something kept snagging my attention. It was a TV show called The Big Bang Theory.
It is no surprise that I had not seen, or even heard, of this show until this particular week. With its band of quirky, misfit characters and offbeat humor it intrigued me. So the next night when we got home, I worked on my computer until I heard it announced to be coming up next, at which point I shut my computer down and paid attention. I immediately liked it. By the end of the week, I was not bothering to turn my computer on at all and sat on the couch – AKA the “dog’s spot” – to await this bizarre spectacle. My mom does not know this yet but she created a monster. Upon returning home I went out and bought all five seasons at my local used DVD joint. Ever since I got them, Mac1949 and I have watched at least two almost every night. We are currently amidst season three and I think we will both be disappointed when we complete what is available to us.
On a side note, Mac1949 thought that I should sing the “Soft Kitty” song to Beau. After he mentioned it several times I thought “What the heck” and paid attention the next time they sang it in an episode. Now I sing it to Beau when he cuddles with me at night and sure enough, he loves it. I probably could be singing about anything but since it has the word “kitty” in it, and he knows that word, it probably helps. Anyway, he will usually start purring louder. Very cute and it is a great bonding thing for us. Here is an artful photo of Beau that I took last year.
Anyway, back to the vaca. My last week was pleasant. We didn’t do any running around to speak of, so it was just calm. I was flying out on Saturday evening and we knew our only chance to get to go to the National Zoo was to do so Saturday morning. We knew this was going to be very wearing but I was excited because the zoo had babies!! Not one set, but two – cheetah cubs and fishing cat cubs!!! I love animals but I have a special fondness for wild cats as I had a rare opportunity to help hand raise a Texas Cougar/Florida Panther mix in 1995 – 1996.
Part two coming soon. I cover the zoo and the trip home. Until then . . .
Kissy, kissy, snog, snog