November 8, 2008
Happy days are almost, kinda sorta, maybe here again. And, I told you so.
Last time I told you of the things that went wrong this fall. My brother had a quadruple bypasss, my darling little cat Hunter died, I've been having a hard time getting schoolwork done, and a bunch of other stuff that I don't want to discuss here. Let's just say it's been a dark time and leave it at that.
The obvious good news is that we have a new president-elect, and though I don't think he's the second coming, he was certainly the best we had to choose from. I am admittedly excited about the possibilities with the new administration, but concerned about the choices he's made so far in terms of his cabinet (please do something to let him know not to bring Larry Summers back!). However, there is undeniable appeal in having a south side girl as first lady.
Willow reminded me this week that I'd predicted this. I certainly wasn't alone in this assertion, and I'm kind of surprised that I was right, but the fact remains that I Told You So.
Some other goodness happened when we got our new little kitty. I happened upon the shelter, and thought I'd go in and ask some advice about what kind of cat would be a good companion to Henry, who was clearly grieving after Hunter's death. Then they took me up to see some, and I fell in love. She was four months old, all black, and fucking adorable. On the way home that night, with her in the carrier, I decided to name her Theodora Dorno van Moxie. It's me getting a little clever because if she'd been a boy I'd have named her Theodor Adorno, for whom I have a good deal of respect. We just call her Thea. She's adorable and kittenish, with all that comes along with that. She plays and leaps around, she cuddles and kisses and purrs. But she also wants to explore everything and chew through expensive headphone cords. And she is just about the prettiest, softest little thing you've ever seen.
Thea was sick with a respiratory infection for the first two weeks, so we had to quarantine her, which was an added stress. Had I thought through it all, I probably would have waited a little longer before getting a new cat, because my emotions were still very raw from everything that was happening this fall, and I'm not sure I was really in the state of mind to handle it all. Nonetheless, she's fine now and we have all adjusted to the new addition, even Henry.
Pretty goddamn cute, eh?
Other than that, we're just about a month from the end of the semester, and I feel as if I haven't gotten anything done that I needed to get done. But I suppose it will. It almost always does.Winter of Bread Archives asv (you know, here)- at girlmoxie dot com
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