Simple pleasures

Yesterday there was nothing interesting to watch on TV so I spent the whole afternoon on the terrace reading a book while my cat was sleeping in her favorite flower pot two feet away from me. Doesn't sound exciting? It wasn't but it was pure bliss. Can't wait to do it again today.

Talking about priorities

I unroll the coffee fortune slip hoping it will say "money". It says "love" and I sigh "Oh well...".
Love will not buy me concert tickets, OK? Like I said - priorities.

There's irony in it somewhere

Of all the cats that could’ve come my way I had to rescue the one cat who doesn't like to cuddle, can't purr (she's like a muted phone on vibration), doesn't like to eat fish and doesn't like to be alone. Oh well, I adore her anyway :)

Last M&G

At least for a long time ahead. I don't know if there will be a next one, no one can tell. I could've smiled more, and so could Shannon; luckily his brother smiled for all of us :) Once again it was great. I am so going to miss all of this.

Hannover, September 5th 2018:

Of cats and dogs and men

It's not so much about how cats are different from dogs (of course they are, no argue on that). It's more about how people who prefer cats are different from people who prefer dogs.

And people who like both cats and dogs probably simply prefer animals over humans.

Some things never change

And that's neither good nor bad, it's just an observation:

Hail to the weekend

Saturday morning is the best part of the weekend. It has already begun but is still unconsumed like a piece of delicious cake laid before you and you're just about to take the first bite.

And when you're done with it it dawns on you that you have to go on a diet the next day.