I Suck At Naming Foster Cats

On Wednesday, my friends (Marc and Kelley) hosted the weekly get-together. Joining this week's gathering were my friend (Andrea) and my BFF (Kerry). So it was a full house, especially if you include Karen, my two year old daughter (Briana), my five month old daughter (Bridget), and I.

On the agenda for the night: a meet and greet with Marc and Kelley's new foster cat. Among the topics of discussion that came up for the night was determining a name for the cat. Too bad I suck at naming foster cats.

In my opinion, Karen seems to have the best name thus far for the cat: Morgan Freeman. The cat is black and white, which if you look at Morgan's Freeman hair, can be quite similar. Now if the cat had a distinguished "meow", then the name would definitely be a dead ringer. Unfortunately, I did not hear the cat meow. In fact, the cat was quite active during the night.

Aside from the name game, I don't remember too much from the night. After all, we didn't stay too long (with children's bedtime and all), which seems to be the norm these days.

I do, however, remember Kerry mentioning something about doing one arm pushups. I don't know if she can or has done one arm pushups. Now that I think of it, I don't think I've ever tried doing a one arm pushup. Perhaps I'll try one after I finish writing this post to see what it's like.

Regardless, the one arm pushup was in regards to Kerry's first lawn mowing of the season. She had some difficulties getting the lawn mower to start. Hence, the feeling of having done one arm pushups as her arm was sore from trying to start the lawn mower.

Anyway, it was good to see everyone on Wednesday. And it was good to meet Morgan Freeman.