So here I am, joining the world of bloggers simply because it is a slow day here at work and I have a few minutes to kill before entering invoices.

Today is going to be an interesting day no matter how it is sliced. You know that old Chinese curse? May you live in interesting times? I wonder what I did to some poor Chinese person in a past life because I've sure been living in interesting times.

I had to go back in the closet for the first time since 1992 last night. Rany's (that's my amazingly beautiful partner--think black Angelina Jolie) father came in from Vegas last night/early this morning and we have to pretend to be "roommates" until he is gone. I haven't actually spoken to him yet (I was sleeping in my new "room" when he arrived) so I hope I don't mess up and call Rany "honey" or "baby" like I always do. If I do, maybe I can pass it off as a southern cultural norm? You're right, probably not. *g*

Buster, the amazing cat/dog, decided to explore the neighborhood last night while Rany and I were cleaning. Rany wanted him to get used to the outside so over the past (blessedly warm) week, she's been slowly introducing him to the Great Outdoors. First, she let him out on our screened in porch. We have a new couch out there which is just wonderful, especially when the breeze comes in. Then, she opened the door of the porch to the outside.

The first day he only made it to the second step out of the door.

The second day he made it to the scrap of dirt and wan little bushes we call "our front yard" (it's about 6 square feet of weeds and crap). He also decided to explore the space beneath the porch for a bit.

The third day he made it to the back yard, which is bigger and is the home to a family of squirrels who have very intense gazes that they throw my way when I am chopping veggies in my kitchen.

Last night, apparently, he decided to explore the neighborhood. He took off down the street while we were busily finishing our chores. When it got dark, I told Rany we should bring him in. So I went out to get him. And yep, he was gone.

Poor Rany, my sweet angel. She was devastated. I was eerily calm about the whole thing even though we live in a pretty big neighborhood with many dogs and only a block from a major highway where buses and cars routinely careen happily.

He did come back about 10pm, much to Rany's relief and my amusement.

Now, last Monday, Rany and I procured some free furniture in aid of creating the illusion that we aren't a couple. The porch couch is one of the pieces--a bonus piece--and the pull out bed in my "room" was the other piece. Now we have a guest room for visitors. And no sooner did we arrange the guest room when I received word that my brother will be in the area next week and my best friend will be here the week after! Should have gotten the damned couch a lot earlier!

I can't wait to see them. I haven't seen either of them since Thanksgiving. I hope Justin (my brother) brings me new pics of Zoe, my niece. I can't wait to see the little bumblebee again. She's getting so big. :)

I've missed Christy very much. She's like a sister to me. We've been friends for almost 15 years now. She's been with me through so much. And I miss hanging out with her and going shopping with her and all that. It will be good to see her again, good to take her out and show her a bit of Boston.

Well, I guess I ought to go.

You know, I thought this would be weird or awkward or hard to do. I thought blogging would turn out to be just another journal that I never know what to say to. But it seems to be working out all right at the moment.

Here's to working it all out. :)