Progress Temporarily Halted

I was cruising along this morning with my to-do list, scanning old-timey photos while purging the office. Elvis has now come out from under the bed when he finally felt safe from me taking him to the vet. He has taken to hiding in the morning out of fear of another trip. A trip he will be taking on Monday. Sorry buddy, you'll just have to suck it up and go. It's for your own good.

But I digress. I was being busy checking everyone's vox staying focused on list when Elvis jumped up on my lap and then climbed up for me to hold him. After a few minutes of snorgling, I put him on my lap where he is helping keep my legs warm. This has also brought all office cleaning to a screeching halt. One cannot move a comfortable cat, after all. I think that's a law.

One thing I want to mention about the date last night. Somewhere on someone's blog, I think it was Dora's, maybe it was mine, I mentioned that I often feel like I need to not talk about too much of what I'm involved in until later on. Well, last night we were chatting and I said something about playing the sax but he already knew that. "Oh, did Celeste (mutual friend and possible Cupid) tell you that?"

BDG: "No, I didn't find out from Celeste. I, well, I have to admit -"
Me: "Did you google me!?"
BDG: "Yes! Wow - that was really interesting. I had a lot of fun."
Me: Laughing - "And you still wanted to go out?"
BDG: "I already made the date, I had to see it through."

It was pretty damn funny. His name is fairly common so he doesn't show up and doesn't have a high profile job. My name is more uncommon and I do a lot of things that get my name out there. We had a good laugh and I admitted that if other AmyH's show up on MY google page, I get irritated and want to do more things to knock off all these interlopers into the next page. If I didn't scare him off already, then I think there's still hope for a second date.

Cat is now demanding to be held again. Typing with 1 hand hrd. i go now. brb...