Friday was our 33rd wedding anniversary. Our awesome daughter Laura secretly pulled together pictures of Bernie and me together, and created a calendar just for us.
Each month she found a picture, a suitable phrase and then filled in the dates, including "monthiversary" on the 18th day of each month, and historical events like moving dates, grad dates, and conceptions.
(We happen to know when each of our kids were conceived...now anyone looking at this calendar will know too...blush.)
"So", you might be saying about now, "How did you spend your 33rd anniversary?"
Oh it was a special one all right.
Bernie woke me up with a "Happy Anniversary!" kiss, and then headed to work.
I got up about an hour later. Got up and wandered out to the living room.
Hart had pooped on our living room rug. That wasn't too surprising...while he normally has flawless litter box skills, he had had diarrhea for two days, and we had already agreed he would go to the vet's on Friday, my day off.
When I went back into our bedroom, Tiggie was still asleep on our bed. He stood up, stretched, and proceeded to have bloody diarrhea on the bedsheets.
I called the vet, and hustled Hart into the cat carrier, and scooped stool samples from both pets. I knew better than to attempt to get Tig's into a carrier alone...I cherish my skin, if you know what I mean.
Turns out both cats had bacterial colitis. Prescriptions for antibiotics were written.
I returned home with Hart, dumped him out of his carrier and raced downtown to meet Bernie at a concert at 12:15.
It was gorgeous. You can hear and see a bit of what we experienced by clicking here to go to my web album to see a movie clip.
Bernie and I had started on it the night before, and it was coming along nicely.
(And note that the idea of using a tea strainer in front of a camera lens to create star lighting actually works!)
All that was needed was more shiny red ornaments and some ribbon curls to make it "work" with my new Christmas "take" of red and green semi-Scandinavian/Mid Century Modern look.