IMA, Weekend, and Critters

The first IMA meeting of the year is this coming Tuesday. I’m getting the feeling that it’s going to be a doozy. I myself have 5 guests coming. Who knows what other members have been up to. *sigh* Add to that the fact that I’m implementing a completely new registration process, we’re at a completely new location that I’m not familiar with, and it’s a unique set-up with the PD session being a boat tour. It should be interesting. Luckily we eliminated the majority of the raffles so I don’t have to deal with them. Unfortunately we did keep the 50/50 but Adam has agreed to take that on for this meeting. Then there’s the whole issue of guest tracking. I’m kind of waiting to see what happens on Tuesday before I decide how I want to handle it. It could get messy if I don’t do it efficiently and easily on my first crack at it. Guess it’s a good thing I like organizing lists. I was born to do this job. Now if I could only locate the paper cutter so I could get the registration forms prepped…

No big plans for the weekend. No plans at all that I can think of. Adam works both days, pretty much all day so I’m on my own for entertainment. There’s not much cleaning to do at home. I can only torture the critters for so long before they get bitey. Maybe I’ll go shopping and check out the fall stuff. I need a few new sweaters this year. My office is like an igloo. Maybe I’ll go to a movie. I’ve gone to movies alone before. It’s kind of a strange experience, but it didn’t kill me. Or perhaps I should rent some. I’ve been wanting to see a few (that I don’t think Adam would be interested in.) Hmmm. So many choices. Of course, there’s a good possibility that I’ll end up laying in bed for most of the day watching the Food Network. I did get the new issue of Rachael Ray’s magazine today so perhaps some more experimental cooking is in order. I’ve really gotten lax on my cooking lately. With Adam working all the time it just doesn’t make sense. Helped keep the grocery bill down though. Hopefully there are some good recipes in the magazine to inspire me.

Speaking of critters, I’m almost certain that Mo has same-sex tendencies. He was looking forlornly at me from his cage the other day. He kept squeaking at me, looking at Einstein. I thought he was bored and wanted to play. So I set up their playpen and put them in it for awhile. I left for awhile to do some other things and then came back and turned the TV on. After a few minutes I heard what I’m going to call a “guttural moan” from Mo. Seriously, his whole body started shaking and he purred. Loudly. He then ran at Einstein, got up behind him and went at him, doggy style. It was disturbing. I immediately removed Mo from the pen and apologized profusely to Einstein. Poor guy looked shell-shocked. I want them to be friends and all, but not that kind of friends. Geesh. Hopefully next time they’re out in their playpen Mo can control himself. Perhaps I should set up the camera to capture it? Man, I’m such a pervert…