I'm sure there are things you could do askye. Just not everything

clean the bathroom, do the dishes, change the sheets. ( and don't forget the cat box) the rest is choice.

Huh. That sounds just like a line from the pilot of the new Cupid. It may have been in the original too.

Huh. I wonder if they've read the book. To be honest, I haven't. I found the quote in a collection of 'wedding words.'

As for singing to animals. I completely approve. I sang my "You are my poochness, my pooch and smoochness" (sung to You are My Sunshine) song to Bartleby the whole way home from the hospital last week. It was the only 30 minutes that day that he did not cry.

He's doing great today though! Maybe that's down to the song.

I fear, however, that I am becoming increasingly eccentric and possibly unable to live with someone else.

Fear not, single people! You can have this in the context of a long-term relationship, too. Because really, can you picture Pete or I being able to live with anyone else?

Of course you should sing to animals. Both of us sing to the cats, and I sing to Clovis. (Admittedly, the song of choice to sing to Clovis is "Astro Zombies", but it's the thought that counts, right?)

I can attest to having a more fun romantic fantasy life than real world romantic life. And not because my standards are too high.

For a variety of reasons, I just haven't attracted the 'right', meaning totally compatible, partner. In fact, the ones who came were the right ones because I learned so much from the experiences.

I'm of the mind that I've been meant to learn more from rather than I was meant to enjoy my guys. I used to be sad about that...and I have indulged in the expectation that I was meant to be the divorced spinster that my Great Aunt Mary was.

But now, I have so much peace and satisfaction in my life...with a healthy sprinkling of joy...that I can't think this arrangement is a bad thing.

I don't sing to my cat, but I do meow to her. She usually initiates the conversation, but I'll continue it.

My chocolate is too melted to eat.

Oooh, thank you Shir for reminding me about the bar of Godiva I bought on Saturday and tossed in my purse for later consumption! It's now heading down my throat. Yummmmm.

Relationships--last time I had a date, I was in college in 1986. Since then, some flirtations but nada on the smoochies front. It sucks, but I'm resigned to it by now.

I am finally in the theatre about to watch Star Trek.

Oops killed the thread.

ITA with Jilli wrt eccentricity and relationships. You just need to find someone whose eccentricities match with your or who finds those eccentricities adorable. Someone who loves that you always have more books than space, or who goes to the movies with you on a work night even when he's exhausted and then finds it cute when you geek out through the whole movie and announce you must have a phaser for your birthday. Um, totally random examples, of course; nothing to see here.

Tea:

Another example of geekiness meshing ois when you both find yourself singing the Transformer theme song during a trailer for the film.

Someone talk me out of buying this purse: [link]

I already bought these shoes: [link]

Stop me before I PayPal again!

Raq! Hi! The purse is adorable. You need it.