Oh yeah, I still got it.

How do I know I still got it? I got hit on. After the Mariners game on Friday night (wherein they kicked some Boston Butt!) I was waiting for Husband & my cousin to use the restroom when this guy came up to me & said something (ok, so he was maybe a bit drunk...hush!). I didn't understand, so he said "my friends & I are going to this bar, wanna' come?" I said "oh, um, I'm waiting for my husband" and pointed to the bathroom. He then smacked his forehead with his hand and said "OH, OH MAN! I'M SUCH AN ASS!!! I can't believe I'm one of those guys...I just hit on a married chick! I'm so sorry!!!"

Of course I said "that's okay... no really, THAT'S OKAY!" Unsaid: "keep going...no really, tell me more..."

I had a great weekend with my cousin. We went whale watching (awesome - there was a super pod of Orcas!) and ate great foods and spent a day on Bainbridge Island (where I'm moving when I'm a millionaire). It was so nice to be with family!

The cats are now chums, I'm happy to report. That's not to say they don't still fight...they have nightly brawls at 3:30 am on the bed...on top of ME. But there's cuddling. And cuddling is good.

I know I've not been writing very much...and I do feel badly about that, but I've just not been in the mood. And yeah, I suppose I have to be in the mood to write.