Michael Jordan and the Litter Box

Isn't that a GREAT title? That alone should get people reading my blog...
This past weekend we were invited to the Trent Tucker Celebrity Golf Invitational...not by Trent himself, but by our friends. The main attraction at this golf gala was none other than Michael Jordan. I happen to live with the BIGGEST Michael Jordan fan in the universe, and it isn't me and it isn't the cats...so you know who that leaves...
I will admit that Michael is a cool dude..and it's pretty surreal to be able to stand two feet away from him..He never noticed me, though... but that's because I come up to his knee, and it was so cold on Saturday that I was hidden underneath a hood..so I resembled a nine year old out to watch the famous with my dad or something...
Anyway, back to the SOMEONE in our house who is nuts about this basketball legend. I mean I guess I knew it was pretty serious when Will started talking about having a Michael Jordan room in our next house, and we had only paid three months of mortgage payments on this one..He is planning ahead. FOR A ROOM. To fill with Michael Jordan memorabilia. We are definitely not moving for awhile.
I also knew his love was serious when he tried to get me to run out on the course and pick up a divid..you know, a CLUMP of GRASS when you hit your golf ball, or whatever..(I don't want to hear anything about how I spelled divid or how I explained it, golf people)
"You want me to what?"
"Honey, you're small and fast. Just quick scurry out there and get that divid! It'll mean I have two!"
"You have a divid ALREADY? Where is it, Will? I have not seen this clump of grass in our house. And it must be really DEAD!"
"It's at my dad's. I'll show it to you the next time, we're home..Now GO! GO!"
I did NOT go! Go!
Are you KIDDING ME? I could have been arrested. Oh that would have been GREAT!
"Well, officer, what can you tell me about this girl?"
"Your honor, we arrested her on the course at Rush Creek. She was clutching a clump of dirt. Apparently her boyfriend is nutso about Michael Jordan. It was his divid...she must really love that boyfriend."
"Weirdo. Twenty years in Sing-Sing. Next case!"
Or whatever.
And I don't think love should be based on doing things that will get you in trouble..And neither does Will. But you have to hand it to a guy who has held on to his last clump since 1999. He really loves Michael.

In other breaking news, Will has started cleaning the litter box. I have had to give up some of my regular duties in the house..and this is one of them. I may as well stick straight pins in his eyeballs, seriously because you would think he was dying everytime he goes to change the litter.
"God, sh*t, f*ck, dammit! We are selling these cats! God! Ugh...Aaacgghh..Ughh..."
And so on and so forth..It really is a bit dramatic..I have been doing it for YEARS..with no problem, honestly!
Yesterday when we were at Target he found the "Automatic Cat Litter Box Changer".
"Yes! This is BRILLIANT! I love this! I don't have to change the litter! Ever again!" Into the cart went the box.
"Will, it's $125! Did you look at the price? That is insane."
I really got a nasty look, which I didn't think was quite deserved, but he put it back. Well, seriously! That's ridiculous.

Today is the anniversary of our first date. When I met Will I knew without a doubt that he was the absolute right person for me. I just KNEW it..my heart and my head matched, and he was everything I had waited for in a man. I just didn't know if he would ever actually SHOW UP! And he did. He did!
I hope he thinks that about me. I think he does... even if I didn't fish Michael Jordan's used cigar out of the trash receptacle. Well REALLY..there is a limit!