Monday, October 31, 2005

Matt, my love..

Although my birthday is in a few days, it is not nearly as momentous as tomorrow. November 1st marks the 5 year mark when Matt and I started dating. Although, we got married in June, we decided that we are going to celebrate this "milestone" also. I was thinking about buying him a planet....but I decided a post on my blog, telling everyone why I love him so much, would suffice (for at least the 'little' present).

The journey with Matt has been a wonderful and I enjoy and look forward to each day that we are together. I have known for a long time that there is no one else that I want to share my life with. From the beginning he has shown that he is a true friend. I have had some rocky times the past few years and he has proven time and time again that he will stay by me and love me unconditionally.

When I am in the depths of despair, he finds me and makes me laugh like no other could. I ran in a couple of races this year and although it was early in the morning (and he is not a morning person) and it was downpouring, he came to cheer me on to let me know that he is my biggest supporter. He is so creative and talented! I am so proud to be his wife. Whenever he creates a new film or picture, or when he gets all A's in school (!) I show it to all of my friends and let them know how proud I am of him.

He is sensitive, kind, patient, trustworthy, generous, loving, caring, and committed. He has a great laugh, sense of humor, and strong arms to hold me. He is my confidant, my best-friend, and my lover.

He is more than I ever hoped for in a partner (in crime). He is my absolute compliment for life.

Can you taste the waste?

It is amazing the amount of waste cats produce. Cats are small, relatively speaking, and they have teeny, tiny heads. Their gobs can only allow for so much food to enter, and when it does, it is usually hair (very small), cat food (really small), and rubber bands (size varies). I've never witnessed my cats eating a steak or a pizza, so I can't account for how much waster (read as poo) cats can generate in their fury furnaces.

Our two cats, Ocyrus and Athena, generate an inordinatly large amount of waste on fairly regular basis. Mandy and myself find ourselves spending a small fraction of our lives hunched over the cat box, rancid litter dust filling our eyes, cleaning. This isn't really that big of a deal. Cats poo, and that's that.

However, some people have taken the time to train their cats to make use of toilets, thereby freeing up the 2 minutes their owners would've spent cleaning up litter boxes, to spend on an activity of their own choosing. What a world.

See the following links to learn how you too can train your cat to poo like you:

City Kity

I guess my interest in this is, how much time is a person really saving by taking the 6-10 weeks (on average) it takes to train your cat to make use of human facilities? There's also the deeper, more metaphorical questions inherent in training a cat to perform this way. Something about having to wait for my cats to finish up their business seems so... Unholy. Would you feel embarrassed if you walked in your cat while he or she did their deed? Would male cats leave the toilet seat up?