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Traumatizing your cat

When I meow back at cats I always wonder what I'm saying. 
Like tonight I imagine Henry was like, "I'm scared, who are you? I'm under the couch!"
And I meowed back like, "Lipstick! It's Tylenol! Hot spot! Celine Dion Lion!" 

psychedelic cat band for the win!

*He has soft brown eyes, the kind you want to curl up and have a nap in*

Me(yelling over the live band): We should start an obscene new-age band where we only play things that aren't real instruments!!
Him: We should have a cat in the band too!!
Me: Totally!
Him: And projections of psychedelic cats!

yaaaaasssssssssssss!

Baller

Me: See! YOU are the heartbreaker! Haha
Him: Ya....
Me: You are always calling me that but you are the one breaking hearts
Him: I just like saying it to you
Me: I like it too. Makes me feel like a baller!
-he laughs-

Puppybowl!!!

You guys!
There SHOULD be a Puppybowl!
I would totally watch that! Labs Vs. Poodles!
Half time show: Grumpy Cat.
Done!


JUST glitter

Me: Oooooooooooooooo I love your nails!
Her: Oh thanks! They are just glitter
Me: There is no such thing as JUST glitter!

below: how I feel about glitter and sequins

Phantom Flu

I have the "phantom flu". It's here and then it's gone and then it's back again and then it's gone. I just want to be like, "SHOW YOUR FACE!"