Call Me Wesley, you're the best co-conspirator | partner | friend ever.

Thank you for the Valentine's Day / early birthday gift. I :heart: you. :*

When's your birthday?

I'll be 44. :7

The coolest thing is that he bought this special edition red iPod which supports a cause very important to me, and that he remembered that for many years before I met him, I was a state-licensed HIV/AIDS educator and pre-test/post-test counselor in one of the reddest states in the US. :loveya:

:hug: haruka!

sexy red colour too!

Happy B-day Heidi (early)

:hug:

aA

The color, the cause and the inscription all are very special to me. He's a keeper. :)

Nice to see you, my friend. :hug:

I miss the nighthawks :( I tried in vain to keep them alive ... alas they've faded off into the abyss.

:rofl:

:hug:

aA
:hi:

What a great gift!

Isn't it glorious when our loved ones know just what to give us?

Happy Early Birthday, gf!

:loveya: :hug:

Thank you, Peggy. :hug:

Thank you for being. :*

Why do you have more hearts than I do?

Happy Birthday soon! :party:

Really, he is. :7

:hi:

And I wish you the happiest of (early) birthdays, my dear friend. :hug::loveya:

Actually, that's our goddaughter's 15th birthday, and she announced last night that she and I are going to celebrate our birthdays together. I hope it's nothing too wild or loud. I'm old, ya know. :scared:

You deserve one another; that's meant as very high praise for each of you.

an early happy birthday to you Heidi!:party:

:hi: :hug:

you are, too, dear, an extraordinary person,making you two a perfect match. I am happy for your happiness. It is deserved.

Love you both :loveya: :hug: :loveya:

:hug: :* :loveya:

Lavishing with gifts is good. ;)

:evilgrin:

happiness shower your lives, Heidi and Call Me Wesley.

Did I forget to mention gifts? ;)

That's an important one. :)

:blush:

:loveya:

:hug:

:hug: :loveya:

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:) on edit = Happy Early B-Day :party:

I love that word. :hug: :loveya:

:)

Oooooooo, to be as young as you are, R_A! :hug: :loveya:

Gonna be 21. :o


:D:hug::loveya:

I bow down to your youth, Nubile Young'un of the Lounge. :loveya: :hug:

sweet:hi:

and _you_. (Don't deny it. You're both.) :hug:

:blush::hug: you guys give me hope and help me keep the faith;):hi:

That, and to collect as many tech gadgets as possible before we kick the bucket. :rofl:

with the paleo-archaic geek in me:toast:

on a daily basis:rofl:

new techno gadgets:bounce:

live simply so others may simply live:angel:

fuck:banghead:

really heidi...sometimes i just think what the fuck:shrug:

thanks for being here--both of you:grouphug:

Long time no see. Hope you are well. Cool present that you got.

How's aquaspawn? Walking? Talking? Reading the Classics? Have you taught him to play air guitar yet? :hi: :hug:

Crazy huh? He will be walking soon. He is not talking yet, just baby babble. He is not reading the classics yet either but we are reading the classics to him. He loves music, but no air guitar yet. Ha!!

Nice color to.

:hug: :loveya:

How are you and the kitty crew? :hug:

I am at the beach now, have been for several days.

How is Ginger, staying out of fights.

You're at the beach???????? :cry:

Ginger is staying close by my side lately, after his misadventure of falling into the community composting bin. :scared:

Poor Ginger.

When did this happen to him, sounds serious.

Usually, he goes out to pee at 4 a.m. and then comes back to wake me up for his breakfast by 5 a.m. But he didn't come home one morning, so I was up looking for him at 5, with a flashlight: into the woods, crawling under the neighbor's barbed wire fence to search his sheep barn, etc. By 11 a.m., Ginger still wasn't home, and I was panicked. On a fluke, I decided to climb up the steps onto the platform beside the seven-foot-tall composting bin (it's really a semi-trailer with an open top) and look inside. And there Ginger was, crying like a baby and huddled under a pile of palm fronds. :cry: I found two farmers to help me open the back of the trailer to free him, and he took off for home like a bullet: sprinted half-a mile. :whew: Close call. He's been in there for six or seven hours. :cry:

No wonder he is staying close to you.

To bad he can't talk to tell you how he got into the bin.

Give him a big hug for me.




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Because the bin is seven feet tall, there's a platform beside it, so that people can walk up five or six steps and stand on the platform to dump their garden trimmings in. I'm sure Ginger jumped from the platform up to the edge of the thing, not knowing it was open on top. :scared: I hate that this happened, but I hope it taught him to "Look before you leap." He had to learn the hard way about the thin ice on the surface of our koi pond, too. :sigh:

She can get into more trouble, her new name is now Dammit.

She climbed the back tree and was afraid to come down, cried for a few hours.

She did come down on here own.

Dammit does seem to have a death wish with the dogs, she jumps on them when they are sleeping.

Tha is not so smart.

I glad to hear that Ginger was not hurt.

:hug: :cry:

Her full name is Dammit, get off the table.

I am hoping she out grows some of this, she is still a kitten.

She was a long way up the tree, she had to get down on her own.

Dammit did not leave the house for a few days, maybe she learned her lesson.

He started getting extra adventurous a couple of years ago when he found out that he could win a fight with my mother-in-law's big male cat. Since that day, Ginger's has felt like Big Man on Campus with regard to other cats, people walking their dogs down our street, climbing stuff and exploring the countryside. I wish he'd just cut it out already.

My old male cat roamed around but now he just sleeps, old age will do that to a cat.

He as used up all his nine lives, so it is good he stays home.

It's like he has three behavior modes:
1. Sleeping
2. Being charming and wanting to be admired
3. Getting into trouble and worrying me.
:rofl:

He is the last of the line of cats going back to my childhood, his great-something grandmother was my first cat.

He is doing OK.

He has lost his upper teeth but you would never know it the way he eats.

I think it's very special that your cat is a descendant of your childhood cats. :hug:

She had many cats, one of which gave birth to another black cat that I had for about 15 years.

I had to break the birth sack for this kitten, we were very close.

She had many cats, she was the Queen of the Yard.

Now Tuna is the last of that line, I lost the last female of that line last year.

Dammit is the new line, live goes on.

What a sweetie- he's a keeper! And may I add, you are too, gf! You both make a wonderful couple- Happy (early) birthday! :hug: :loveya:

I've never been a big fan of red, but it's growing on me. :7

Nice to see you, my friend. :hug: :loveya:

however, this is *so* cool because its so unusual, and you don't see them very often, and a portion of the proceeds go to that aids campaign that Bono and Oprah were promoting, don't they? This is from Oprah's site, talking about your red ipod:

'Next stop is the Apple store, where Oprah and Bono are ready to rock at the same time! The iPod nano (PRODUCT) RED™ Special Edition holds 1,000 songs and a lot of hope. "It is so cute! I love the color. It's the perfect Christmas gift," Oprah says.

For every 10 iPods purchased, one HIV positive child can be treated with pediatric drugs for two months. "This is fantastic! I want 10 of them," Oprah says. "This is going to be a big, big, big hit."'

We don't get Oprah here, but my mom mentioned that Oprah segment when I told her that I'd sent my little brother the special edition, autographed U2 30GB video iPod for his birthday. :hi: We should own stock in Apple by now. :sheesh:

What a great guy! :)

Happy Belated Valentine's Day. :loveya:

Happy Early Birthday. :party:

Blow a kiss to my home state, wouldja? :hug:

Consider it done. Tomorrow is going to be a beautiful day here so I will gladly go outside to do it. :hug: