Foot Fetish Cat!

Grendel really loves my shoes and boots--as soon as I take them off, he comes running and starts rubbing his face and paws all over them--no biting or scratching--just kitty love to my boots. And no, before you ask, my feet don't stink. He is the only cat I've ever heard of that has a foot fetish...

Find the cat in this picture...

Helena really loves it in my closet...no wonder I'm always covered in cat hair...

Do I look 40s glamour?

I think so :-)


And before you ask, yes. Yes! I slept in pink foam curlers to get this look. (NO, you cannot see pics of that.) Damn BUST magazine. They had this spread on doing 40s pin curls and I was determined to re-create the look without using the suggested bobby pins all over my head like they said I should. I cannot imagine that sleeping in that would be comfortable. Anyway...so I did it. I actually did it again today (or should I say last night), and I think I'm getting better/closer to the exact look I was going for. I just need more curlers in different sizes.

Mr. No-Nuts.

We took Sawyer to get neutered at the beginning of January...this has cause quite the stir of empathy (from the males in the family) and amusement (from the females in the family). What do I mean? Well consider my homage to Sawyer's neutering on the message board in our kitchen:



I think it's an accurate rendition, don't you?

In a twist

I love when Grendel gets his knickers in a twist...



Meee-oooooow! Get that toy Grendel! Get it!

You can do it!

Heeheehee...Look what I tried in the mall this past weekend--Tony Little's Gazelle!

I know. I look a little bit ridiculous and a little bit insane. That's what you get for agreeing to return things for relatives in JCPenny I guess.

Too much crap!

I carry a lot of crap with me to work. Actually, I carry a lot of crap with me everywhere. Today, I carried my large Michael Kors brown purse which contained my makeup bag (and all the contents thereof), wallet, cell phone, digital camera, checkbook, planner, new knitting book called Domiknitrix, journal, selection of pens, eyeglass case, sunglasses, hand cream, gloves, sanitary hand wipes, tissues, collapsible brush, water bottle, and my keys. After typing this I realize I forgot to put my gum in my bag this morning.

If I just carried my purse it wouldn't be so bad--but of course it wasn't the only one I brought with me to work today. I had a medium-sized Kate's Paperie bag filled with lunch (portion of the veggie pot pie I made for dinner last night--it was too good not to take with me today), skim milk for my Special K, my current knitting project which is one stripe away from completion, another knitting project which is sort of in flux because I dropped that one when I started this one (I brought it with me in case I finish the other one and the thought of have nothing to knit is terrifying), and another knitting book that has a pattern in it that I am going to blatantly use my company's copy machine for personal use on so that I don't have to drag two knitting books around with me.

I can justify all my crap because I have a long commute (an hour and 10 minutes on the way in, an hour home) and since I think I have ADD, I always need to have several selections of things to amuse me. It also doesn't hurt that if I get stuck in the train and someone looses their scarf and is cold, I can be of assistance.

I heart Marc Jacobs

Even if I can't afford him. I was in DSW with Bradley over the X-mas break and fell in love with these shoes (obviously; who else do you know who takes pictures of herself in shoes she doesn't buy?). Unfortunately I just couldn't justify buying them--even though they were on sale. It just wouldn't have been practical to spend $350 on a pair of shoes I won't wear all that often. My Michael Kors boots were almost that much--but at least I wear those a couple of times a week. Still. They are beautiful...