Kitten on My Knee

I write this as Carter sits in my lap and stares lovingly at my face.

Every so often, he takes a little paw and pats it on my cheek. What a dear. He never faced any violence and never came to learn that he had claws. His big cat instinct lies dormant, and his padded feet are used to give affection only.

I think we’ve come to the point in our relationship where I get to the heart of why we’re here, on Penguins Express. It is because I am enamored with romance. From the doilies on my kitchen table to the dab of rose oil I put behind my ear even when I am alone and doing housework, I never find a drop of decoration to be silly. Lovers may come and go, but as long as we live, we are with ourselves! So why not make it a little festive? Should taking that care pave the way for a real, old-fashioned romance with a kind and passionate partner, no much the better.

Nothing is more romantic than Penguins. These special creatures express their love by mating for LIFE. They have elaborate courtship rituals and remain monogamous to their partner, working together to raise offspring. One of my favorite penguins is the rock hopper penguin: they find each other again and again, year after year!

I went to my nieces wedding recently and shared this story. It was a beautiful ceremony! I feel quite confident that they are going to last a long time in their partnership. Hopefully, as I said in my toast, as long as the Rock Hopper Penguins! Though cold winters may separate them, they always find their way back home to loyal, loving arms.

I’m glad I didn’t wear mascara to that ceremony! The whole day was lovely. I was picked up at my hotel by the kindest driver. His name was Andre from oxnardlimoandpartybus.com, near where my sister and her family live. It wasn’t so easy to travel, but I knew it mattered to them. Well, to make a long story short, sometimes my hip makes it hard to get into cars, especially low cars, and the limo they sent me was that kind.

“May I help you, miss?” he said, offering a white-gloved hand.

“I am much too old for you to be flirting with me!” I admonished him. He only smiled and helped me step in.

The rest of the day, he was always there when I needed to get in or out of the limo, from the hotel to the venue, and then back on home. I do admit, I might have fantasized a bit that he really COULD flirt with an old lady like me.Even though I am still in love with my late husband! Either way, it was fun to play penguins for a day.