Today, the Girl and I brought a cat home. His name is Waffles.. he's like our child, or something. As I laid there with Waffles curled warmly in the space between my chin and neck - and my Girl pulled close to me with our lips and foreheads touching, her hair in my face and her arms around my body. With eyes closed in the lit room, the silence breaking only for the sound of the fan rotating and our breathing. That was it. That was my most perfect moment. That was exactly where I wanted to be - the place I never wanted to move from. Right there.. with her warmth and her weight against me and the rise and fall of her breathing - and the cat.. soft on my skin and inhaling/exhaling so close against me. I could've died right then so I never had to leave the quiet perfection of it.

When I am with this Girl, I have moments like these on a daily basis.

We took Wednesday and went to LA to see Brokeback Mountain because, after a month - it was still not playing here [but totally is now]. It proved to be an excellent decision made. When I got home from RMT, I placed my head in her lap in bed and she played with my hair while we decided. While she showered, I took her car to get the tire fixed and get lunch. I drove and she fed me my Panda Express while we listened to country music and she told me over and over to drive slow. After driving in circles and locating a theatre, I was way disappointed to find that it wasn't playing there. So we asked about some and were told to head to Sunset and Vine.

My lack of navigational skills did not interfere and we made it there safely - and to find big ads for the movie, so I was pleased. What sweetened the deal even more, was that the theatre was right next door to Amoeba Music, which is really only the greatest record store ever. There I scored the new HIM cd Dark Light, and the movie Rory O'Shea Was Here. In order to kill time, we walked down Sunset Boulevard. We were stopped by a British rapper guy called Knowledge who wanted to talk politics, so I told him I vote republican - but he was cool and made some fairly accurate guesses about our personalities. We stopped in a thrift store called Out of the Closet.. uh huh. And with a few kisses and "oh baby please" she agreed to have Thai food with me for dinner. The food was less than good - but the tea was exquisite. By the time we made it back to the theatre, it was perfect timing to get settled in for the movie.

And what a movie it was. Let me tell you. Go see Brokeback Mountain. How incredibly heartbreaking - in such a real, tangible way. The kind of beauty and love that you can grab onto and wrap your fingers around - but also the same kind of pain and heartache. You'll cry - oh yeah, you'll cry a lot. But there will times when you'll stop and just look at it, and appreciate it for what it is. And know that love grabs hold of everyone, one way or another.

So yeah.. it was a really wonderful day together. I drove home holding her hand while we listened to Ray LaMontagne and Damien Rice and she leaned over and kissed my neck, or reached and pulled on my hair. It was rainy and foggy and pulling into home was a relief. Slipping beneath the blankets was an even greater relief. And sliding my arms around her and pulling her close to me.. well, that was another one of those moments.

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be..
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