When It Rains?

I entered this day sweating and screaming from a nightmare and figured it would be a rainy crappy series of hours. After fighting the on line e-filing system of the IRS, I game out as the conqueror of the taxes, meaning I finally completed them. Just the fundage I'll need to move and get my checkbook back in the black. And when I'd resigned to think that I was going to have another boring Saturday night, Eddie called. Being sweet and romantic and wanting to spend time with me. And Aftershock already asked if he could cook for me tomorrow, we'll see. The GI from Iraq surfaced after a couple of months reaffirming his desire to be with me when he returns in March. Oh, and Patrick's in town, according to my trustworthy bird friend, Jinx. I'll try to work the situation so that I can see him, although who really knows what a face to face confrontation will bring with that cat. Who woulda thought that a rainy/snowy day in the mid-west would have brought all of that! Off to the bookstore with one of my gals to take in the aroma.