Originally Posted by pdswife
A slow dance around the livingroom... no reason, no rhyme, just the perfect way to end a love filled weekend. 11 years and there's still so much love... so much to smile about.
That's so wonderful, Trish. Buck and I had 32 years and it wasn't unusual to find us dancing in the kitchen as we prepared dinner. We always said "I love you" as we left to go somewhere or when we spoke on the phone. Little did we know our time together would end before we really got started.
As for the "last thing that made me smile"...
I think the sleep fairy hit my inside kitties with a "tired stick." I looked around the family room and saw the following around the electric radiator:
- Sally asleep and hogging the big heart-shaped basket
- Ashley, Chessie Lou and Miss Rodeo, asleep, crammed into a round basket about the same size as the heart one
- Miss Augie, asleep too, wedged on the floor between the two baskets
Then, Tween, asleep on an afghan on the back of the sofa
I don't got no kitties on my lap.