Crazy Cat Lady Serves Up the Wedding Dish
Today is Luna (Luno’s) birthday. I ma not some crazed cat person- I just happen to love my cat not all cats. I had one back home Spooky and then they got Moosh a stray. But me- I got Luna a beautiful Russian Blue that my dad brought me. I guess some guy at my dad’s job brought in a box and left it in his office –it was a small grey cat. My dad and others took care of the cat for 3 days till finally my dada asked what he was going to do with it. I guess his wife didn’t know if they should take it or not I dunno-anywho-my dad told me about this cat and I had this weird feeling- and having never seen it I wanted it. So I get a phone call-be ready im coming up now with the cat! YEA! It was so small n cute-I guess the way most baby anything’s are. And so grey. I had no clue what to name it after my dad said that everyone said it was a girl cat. I don’t like girl names. So after almost a day of it having no name it dawned on me –Luna the name for the cat on Sailor Moon the original name I had wanted to give spooky because he was a black Siamese as Luna was. (FYI- Luna means moon in Italian – luna bella being beautiful moon –but really it is in fact a Latin word in origin- so you would say it is Latin where you believe it is a dead language or not and want to pass it along to the next language in use today. so if any of you wanna fight me and say its Italian you will lose!) So Luna got bigger and then we found out around Christmas n new years that well LunA was really a LunO –yeah girls don’t have balls. So hence the new name Luno Bello –it was only fair and he responds to both –probably confused as all hell being that I will randomly talk French and Italian to him. But we figured out that today is approximately his birthday and he seems happy with the notion especially the big breakfast he ate. Funny this is we do have this odd connection. I mean being as it is I believe in the idea of familiars and that spirits can be in them. Spooky is my grandma- when ha was a kitten he would lay next to her picture and stare at it. In Luna’s case I dunno who the hell he is but I love him. I think he might me a reincarnation of all the animals I had as a kid because I always said that I always wished that they could have a longer life-being that they were only a newt and hamster with a very short life span compared to a cat. Well what ever the hell it is—HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUNO BELLO! To many many many more I love you my little cartoon cat!PS__i found out the other night that my sisters boyfriend has 2 house in Calabria that he rents out—my question why did I not know this when I had money and time to spare?? So if someone wants to go with me please appear out of thin air within the next week with luggage and an alcoholic desire to sample every wine we come it contact with along our route from Rome to Calabria. Thank you.
PPS. Oh more FYI I am totally over said email I mean I have to really stress the fact that for once in a long time I had a nice smile on my face but after that this gonna and replaced with the grimace of realizing that the moment has passed and now I have 2 wedding to look forward to none being mine-like it would ever be-but still this whole wedding scene it making my ill –no not green with envy just grossly ill. I am a romantic but im not gross –I find no need to spend money on flowers-they die anyway-screw the guest list and 10 bridesmaids are a small army. Your getting married-which is no matter what religion u are of –vows being exchanged by two people- and the reception just food and alcohol. I don’t care about the god damn centerpieces –the small armies hideous color of dress not to mention your fathers drunken toast- those are all moments that will end but not end the pang of hunger I will feel if I don’t get my fill of food at your reception and if the food sux I would probably make up for it by ordering way too many drinks which will suck the next morning when I have a hang over and am cursing the fact that I just dished out well earned $ on gift dress and everything else needed to accommodate my self and there’s and I didn’t even get a descent meal out of it just a great old hang over. Instead of drinking my self into happiness I shoulda just found my way into the kitchen to get some cookies or something. Ill be humble-bread-I don’t care as long at it will feed me. And what’s with the need to ask what you want to eat out of the 3 options when only 1 is decent. Like why waste ink? When I was actually in love-yeah when was that??....- I found this darling little place that gave u 22 dinner options and food non stop-cake n all the trimming yeah of course it was expensive but who cares after spending the last week or two not eating, stressing about whether or not this is your life mate and such –your definitely gonna pat your self on the back when the food is never ending as well as outstanding. Maybe I should see if the place needs a spokesperson being that I will never wed. I have also heard thousands of times –“I never ate at my wedding” oh well sucks for you huh? I don’t care how smug this comes off as but if I ever do get wed it will be a complete and total honor to be invited to MY wedding. And I am gonna want to eat drink and be merry and if someone has a problem with that ill tell them to double the amount of the check in that envelope cuz I did not spend hours making sure the food was superb just to look at it or worse pose for pictures! Great u came- ive got a ring suffocating my finger for the rest of eternity- im actually for once in my life wearing white –I had to carry flowers and now u expect me to not eat……..? Yeah a picture is worth a thousand words—just deduct a couple hundred if you’re not in it.
posted by PlatinumStar @ 5/02/2006 11:22:00 AM
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