December 2009
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I’m almost there!! Stelllllllaaaaaaaaaa!
(I’m on a bus)
Culturedscene
That was the nicest post I ever read. You are lovely. I always look forward to your posts too.
Have a great New Years Eve.
Lots of love,
Cat
my mom raised an eyebrow at my turkey samwich
yeah ok so it was a little bigger than normal. in fact it was stacked. i used my fresh bread that i baked a few days ago (of course) and i put stuffing in it and cranberry sauce…the whole nine yards. it was delicious.
but seriously. you can’t judge a girl by the size of her sandwich. it’s the quality of the ingredients that counts. am i right? i’m right…right?...
P.S.
clarityunfiltered:
November and December tried to kill me, but I am sending January love to get you through the cold Canadian winter.
i feel warmer already. i love you. seriously do not spend money on me or i’ll come there and open up a can of whoopass.
i’ll be seeing you in Harpenden, btw. are you as excited as i am?
And now...
clarityunfiltered:
It’s almost time to go shopping for Nashville-oriented treats for Catwoman.
Pssshhhhh….she didn’t even know.
AH HA! you DO love me!!
(i so knew that. p.s an email would suffice lovely. DO NOT spend your money on me!! i command you! but i do miss our little chats. i’ll be back in T.O tomorrow night and we can have a chat. xox you are the sweetest. and it’s...
and with that i'm off to make a turkey sandwich...
and i sent her that special gift parcel and what do i get back?
*crickets*
This is gonna make me sound like such a hipster...
clarityunfiltered:
I just feel like I’m over Tumblr. Maybe just a phase? Perhaps I needed a break. I hate to leave you guys, but right now, I’m just not that into it.
i love these labels you give yourself.
“hipster” and “do-gooder” and stuff….lol
you’ll be back. i often think i’ll cancel my account. but deep down i know i won’t, and neither...
Books I read in 2009
centophilia:
Here’s a list of the books I remember reading in 2009. Some were fantastic (Kavalier and Clay), others were beyond terrible (Shopaholic and Baby). I’m working on John Irving’s new book Last Night in Twisted River and just might be able to finish it in time to add to the list. In no particular order:
The Josephine Trilogy- Sandra Gulland
This was a great read, somewhere in...
i was that kid...
i was that kid who always wanted to hear stories from my mom and dad and my grandparents about when they were little.
“tell me about when you were little” was a phrase i still use to this day. my mom and Dad Power especially told good stories. i don’t know if that was because they were elaborated or not. some were, usually the ones that Dad Power told with a twinkle in his eye....
one more for the road...
that lady behind them is wearing some intense shades.
kelliepresquitz:
youroldarchenemycatwoman:
my sister’s Stella photo stash.
taken at dog beach this past April.
Is that a harness? I think maybe Stella is embarrassed of how she’s wearing it. haha.
you are so right. note the humiliation in her eyes! it was to stop her from pulling my arms off when i was dying with the carpal tunnel or whatever that was that was killing my wrists earlier...
she was obviously mid-word there…
and i’m doing something weird with my year and a half old tongue.
family photo spam time with Cat!
bear with me folks. i’m back and with a vengeance!
Jamie
brownhound:
Ha, that’s pretty funny…you’ll have to let me know the results! Hobart has been mistaken for a ridgeback multiple times. I guess he could have some in there but I doubt it (his brother looked nothing like him…mostly white with huge brown patches and spots). I wonder how accurate those DNA tests are? It would be interesting to know but I kind of like the mystery at the same time.
...
Jamie
i have to tell you!! the weirdest thing i got for Christmas this year? a doggie DNA testing kit (from my boyfriend’s lil bros) so we can finally see what her mix really is. her papers say she is Rhodesian Ridgeback and Rottie but we all believe that there is Pitty in there somewhere. Pitbulls are illegal in Canada so we’ll just stick with the Rhodesian/Rottweiler mix, you know, like...
Tickles
bowlingalleylawyer:
I am not surprised to hear this about you. :)
I am the same way. I have always thought it was either the way I smell or my tone of voice. The worst of animals, the most stand-offish, or mean ones, always come right to me.
That, or animals really do know instinctively how much we love them and would never hurt them. I am the only stranger that my Kiradawg didn’t attack...
Tickles
Tickles has not left my side since I got here. My parents and sister downplay this obesssion saying she is like this with anyone who will give her attention. I’m not so sure they are being fully truthful, especially my mom. Tickles is really her baby. I know I’d feel a little jealous if Stella abandoned her usual sleeping arrangements to snuggle with someone else.
Animals and kids...
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It’s such a feeling that my love, I can’t hide
Sleigh ride through a brightly lit pioneer village
That’s what I did this evening.
Once again….best. day. ever.
On the typo mess that is me
Sorry guys. I don’t even notice them until usually much later. I’ve been posting from my phone. I just wanted to clarify that.
My sister is the Kid and her name is NOT Mae. Her lemon squares are the best though. (I haven’t been checking my dashboard that much since I’m tumbling from my phone and just noticed that little error now.)
Ok love you, miss you, wish you were...
Today was a very good day indeed
I love my family. I’m so lucky. I should really see more of them. Once or twice a year doesn’t cut it.
Now Tickles and I are tucked away in bed with D.H. Lawrence and Noah and the Whale (seriously in love with the new album) and all is quiet and peaceful here.
I’m happy.