I got my first guestbook flame!

"Sarah, this is pathetic. No one cares about your boring life." From an anonymous writer. This is the first evidence that my blog was read by someone I don't actually know (since any of my friends (already known to have expressed the same sentiments) would just sign their names, I would think...) Could be a family member, though. They are a kind of weaselly bunch.

Watch out, 'cause it is getting more boring by the moment...

Tonight is the second ever meeting of "Spinsters with Cats." For the first meeting, the requirements for membership were:

1. Ownership of at least one cat.
2. Attainment of age 30.
3. Confirmed spinsterhood.

The idea for "Spinsters with Cats" was born long ago but tensions in the group arose over the name "Spinsters with Cats" and lack of organization. At the first meeting, I personally wanted to drink a lot of booze, adopt bylaws and talk about cats and spinsterhood. The other two attendees didn't drink anything and did not seem to want to talk specifically about cats and spinsterhood. They have not been invited to the second meeting. There is a new requirement for invitation to the group. You have to simply love the name "Spinsters with Cats" and you have to relish discussions of spinsterhood and cats (I mean, hence the name...)! Also, you have to like silly group formalities like adopting by-laws, making t-shirts and electing officers. Two good things came out of the first meeting however. I was introduced to the world's best cleaning product (and the only product that lives up to its advertising claims) Resolve carpet cleaner and I was inspired to adopt a couple of homeless cats from the parking lot (mixed blessing...).

A few years ago I was visiting an old friend of my now deceased grandmother and she was telling me about a social club she and my grandmother started when they were young. I can't remember the purpose of the group, but each time they met they would sign the meeting book. The reason I remember the book is because I thought it was so weird that they all signed their names as "Mrs. My Husband's Name." For example, my grandfather's name was Lacy Hibbs so my grandmother signed as "Mrs. Lacy Hibbs." So, I think that I am going to get a fancy guestbook for tonight and we can all sign with our prospective husbands' names! I am sure that Dana will be Mrs. Colin Farrell. I, of course, will sign as Mrs. Bill Gates since we all know that Sarah is opposed to the practice of changing to one's husband's name unless the husbo is old Bill... Of coures, I am not hoping for the demise of the current Mrs. Bill Gates or anything like that...