- Date: Wednesday, January 3, 2007 -- 8:30pm
- Location: Somerville, MA
- Kitchen: My Apartment
- Fellow Chefs: Mike, Ronen, and Tim
- Dining Companions: Vero and Marco
- Recipe Rating: B
I have learned something valuable in the last few days: I am not ready to have children! The first night I had Issy (Mike's cat) she meowed and cried the whole night, from midnight to 8am. I tried to explain to her that I was sleepy and that I have a lot of work to do, but she was not compelled by these arguments. If I ignored her crying and tried to sleep anyway, she would use her little paw to hit me in the head to wake me up. It was a long night. I am definitely not ready to deal on a regular basis with a living thing that cannot be reasoned with. (Now that I think on it though, a baby is not likely to slap me in the head while I am sleeping, so maybe that would be an improvement...). Last night Issy did much better -- she let me sleep from 12:30am to 5:30am before she started hitting me in the head. I think she was just really freaked out the first night about being in a strange place, without either Mike or Tim around. It's my hope that each night she will get more and more comfortable, so I can get more and more sleep! Even when she is being bad, it's hard to get mad at her (ok, I was a little mad the first night) because she is so, so cute. And for a cat she is incredibly affectionate. Today I bought her some cat toys so she has something to play with while I am at work during the day. Hopefully if she plays during the day she will be more interested in sleeping at night!