Well this morning didn’t go quite so well. My grandmother was insistent that I take her to the bank without a friend that I had over. He insisted on going home - and I didn’t blame him. But I did want him to stay, and I wanted to hang out because I know we only have a limited amount of time to hang out together. He’s leaving next week… I know he was miffed even though he doesn’t say anything about it. So polite. I called him later and apologized again, but I don’t think it meant much to him.
I talked to Champ as well- we’re having a conference call tomorrow morning. Champ and I talked for awhile about recent news in our lives - considering it’s only been 5 days - I think we miss each other. I told her I had a “girl crush” on her. I wonder when I’ve ever had a girl crush on someone… and I don’t think I have unless you count my twin. Of course it sounds quite narcissistic because my twin is just like me. Me?
I met up with some great old friends last night. I say old because I knew one since I was in second grade and the two others since high school - at least four years! It felt so great meeting up with them and catching up on life. I always think when I go home that I won’t have anyone to see, and some friend happens to be in town. It’s great.
Nappy seems a little bit downer each day. His beautiful golden coat of fur is a skeleton of what he once was. When he lies down, it’s literally like he’s sinking into the ground. Sometimes he looks up and wags his tail a little bit. He gets so angry when I leave him outside, and I wish I could keep him inside - but the only way to do that is with a cage. And I can’t bring myself to cage him, it’s worse than leaving him outside. He just doesn’t want to be alone - and if I had cancer, I wouldn’t want to be alone either. He always hesitates when I put him up somewhere - the screened in back porch, the bathroom, the garage. He knows he’ll be away from people, and it’s what he hates the most.
When the UPS guy came yesterday with my boxes, Napoleon got so excited that his tail was wagging his whole body. It was literally like his body was attached to his tail - not the other way around. Then he broke out into that bashful grin of us - and the UPS guy - he was shocked at first. I would be, too, with Nappy baring his teeth, cancer, and blood. But the UPS guy took one look at his eyes and just melted. Napoleon always brings a smile to others’ faces. Always. And it’s such a pleasure to see him smile, it’s getting to be so rare these days.
I spent the rest of the evening with the MasterBaker. I’ve known him since I was eight years old. He’s a long time friend of my brother’s, and of course, the family’s. He used to come over and just stay for weekends at a time. It was awesome, he was the only kid that did that. I always wished more people could stay over. The NY cab driver that dropped me off at the airport had the right sentiment: He told me a story about how he and a bunch of people came together to stay at a house, and that he didn’t see why everyone had to leave. They had such a fabulous time together, why should they go? I always think that. It’s why I’m so lucky to have my twin and her bf. We all can stay together and have a big happy family - we raise our kids together and send them to school together and take turns being the housewife to everyone. I love it.
The MasterBaker - he’s such a cool guy. I love listening to him talk because he gives it to you straight. He works as the MasterBaker in the Bakery at a grocery store, and seems to be very good at what he does. More than anything, he provides a great perspective on life. He subtly reminds you of the spiritual nature of people, and I like that.
