I haven't written about my Ledger Edge in a while, at least not since she left the newspaper we worked at about a good year before I left the same newspaper. Well she left to move to Tampa (gasp a whole 30 miles away at the time) and after a strong couple of years of working for "corporate" she decided to pursue a graduate degree at Indiana.

I was excited when she told me she'd be back in town for the holidays. I wanted to eat sushi with her since I had only eaten sushi once before and the fact that I actually tried sushi would shock her enough (in actuality the stuff ain't bad with enough ginger and soy sauce on it). She, of course, enjoys sushi like 10 times a month since she's a vegetarian and I guess sushi is to vegetarians what steak is to carnivores.

Anyway the sushi never materialized as she had a pretty busy stay in the Sunshine State. However, we happened to be in the same place on Tuesday and decided to hit the local pub for a cider.

Most of time was spent talking about her boyfriend. I'm pretty tough on the guys she dates....she might say that's an understatement, but I don't think I'm completely unreasonable. Besides most of them were douchebags.

Case in point, her boyfriend gets some good marks from me. He seems to be nice and helpful and cares about her very much. Her description -- "He constantly tells me I'm the greatest thing that ever happen to him" (you are) and "he worships the ground I walk on" (he should). She also informs me that he picks her up to take her class when it's too cold (which is often, especially for a natural Floridian like herself). And he's quite the whippersnapper, only 24 (yes the Ledger Edge likes 'em young) but already in the doctorate program for computer science.

This isn't to say he's got some flaws...major flaws...He's a cat owner for one thing. I have a big problem with guys owning cats. Now I like the fact that the young man has a pet, pets build character. But a guy can't own a cat, especially while there are good dogs that are in need of male leadership. Dog is man's best friend after all. And if you aren't allowed to have dogs where you live...try an Iguana or a Ferret or something cool like that.

Guys owning cats...I just can't get into it. A cat is the equivalent of a guy owning a purse.

I won't get into more of our conversation because it's personal and I know she reads this stuff and she's already going to be mad at me for mentioning the whole cat thing. But it was great to spend some time laughing and catching up with her. She's doing well at IU and I'm real proud of her, but I really miss her.

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