|Purred: Tue May 25, '10 3:02am PST |
|Today's exciting episode: Mommy's watch disappears!!!
Mommy thinks that people who buy Rolexes have too much money to waste, but has always enjoyed the aesthetic appeal of the Cartier tank watch. Art Deco and all that. But she is too cheap to actually buy one. Instead, she bought a Japanese version of the tank watch (rectangular, Roman numerals) many years ago, and it is probably her most precious possession. It is 18 carat gold (for some reason, 14 carat gold is not big in Japan), and she bought it the instant she saw in a newspaper ad that it was on sale. Why gold? Mommy has extremely acidic sweat, which turns silver black within a day and eats away other metals within a year. She loves this watch. It has been with her for many years, through experiences she is not about to reveal on this thread.
She was disoriented this morning. Got up, got her cuppa, logged on to Catster. Finally realized that the time had come to get ready for work. After she'd finished showering, she couldn't find her watch. Usually she puts it near the showering area or near the clothing she is to wear that day. No watch. Nothing had been thrown out in the trash that morning, so the watch was in the apartment. But where? She searched and searched and finally gave up. And then, just as she was about to leave, the watch was found next to the bathroom door. Yeah, probably Harvard and Lowell. Mommy was happy. Her watch is her lucky charm, and when she dies (yes, she will die eventually, and you will, too), she wants it buried with her. Mommy was happy to go to work today with her watch on her wrist. Right now it has a pink leather strap (Mommy hates pink, which is why she perversely chooses pink things). Since Mommy's sweat is so destructive, she has to have the strap changed several times a year because of the ODOR. Mind you, she sleeps with her watch on. One reason: she is extremely nearsighted and having a watch on her wrist at night gives her a better idea of time than a clock next to the bed will. Another reason: Mommy sleeps with the light on. No, she is not afraid of the dark, but she sleeps better when she knows that when her eyes open she will be able to see the things around her. And, finally, Mommy, who is always late for everything, has a strange habit of accumulating clocks. There are probably around 13 clocks in the apartment right now, but (heh heh) because of our antics some of them have had their batteries knocked out. When Mommy has to get up extra early, she sets numerous clocks in numerous locations throughout the apartment, and sets them all to slightly different times so she will be sure to wake up. Which is silly, because she's getting so old that she wakes up at dawn anyway. Silly Mommy.
Mommy got her watch back, and we're not telling who took it in their mouth and left it on the floor outside the bathroom. Or why. We're cats. We don't have to have reasons.
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