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Caturday

Thought I’d pop in for a quick Caturday post between workouts and work and teaching and getting ready for our “housewarming bbq” tomorrow afternoon.

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Many times if I enter a room and the cat is in there, she will immediately roll onto her back and meow at me.  Then she acts all upset when I go over and vigorously rub her belly, but I know that is what she wants or she wouldn’t do this ALL THE TIME.  It’s just ridiculously cute.  Stupid animal.

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Here she’s staring at me from the windowsill in her room.  Yes, we have so many rooms now that the cat has her own room.  Granted, we also put suitcases and some boxes and stuff in there (and there’s a trumpet now too) but we refer to it as the cat’s room.  This new house:  I feel like we have arrived.  It’s more space than I have lived in since I left my parent’s house, and it seems so incredibly decadent.  I mean:  three “bedrooms” (one master, one cat’s room, one music room), TWO ENTIRE BATHROOMS, a kitchen full of cabinets and counters, washer dryer on the same floor as the bedroom…the list goes on.  This house is amazing and possibly the greatest thing that has and will ever happen to us.  Sometimes I’m embarrassed to have to admit we are renting, but we just haven’t had the job security to feel like we should buy.  We may never be rich, but we aren’t beholden to the bank either, and that’s cool.  In a nutshell:  I love our new home and I’m okay with the fact that we don’t own it.

I went for a run this morning.  Tomorrow is a 9 mile run, so today was just a nice easy 3.5 miler.  It was more humid than I thought and I got home and was a little disoriented until I rehydrated properly.  After awhile I fixed myself a lovely “breakfast” of sausage, eggs, and an english muffin with jam.  It was phenomenal.  I have decided to embrace eating more grains again for awhile and see how that goes.  I think I am happier eating them.

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After I was done, I set my plate down and the cat cleaned it for me so I don’t have to wash it!  That plate goes right back on the shelf!

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Thanks fatness!

Anyways, how are you celebrating Caturday?

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I know it’s not Caturday but…

Tonight my cat was lying on the couch looking EXTRA cute so I started taking pictures of her, and then texting them to friends and family.  Oh yeah. 

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This was actually from earlier.  What you should know, and why this KILLS me, is that the bottom of her stomach is quite possibly the softest, most furriest thing I have ever touched.  I almost start crying just looking at this. 

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Yeah, it’s some kind of fancy elegant pillow.

Okay, yeah, I’m fully aware of my ridiculousness.  Don’t judge.

In other news, I finally broke down and bought a pair of Toms.  They are awesome and super comfortable.  Hmm.

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Evidently my ankles were swollen that day. 

Last but not least:  my mother in law sent me these:

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As excited as I am about getting ready for Leslie’s wedding…I do have a small trip to Paris first.  (And Boston too!)

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Tacos y Gatos

My friend Melissa is a dog walker in the Central West End in the summers.  (She is a music professor during the school year, and perhaps a superhero at night.)  We hadn’t seen each other in awhile (you know, a week or so) so I met her for a late lunch after she had finished walking all the dogs.  (Not all the dogs in the Central West End, just the ones she was supposed to walk.)

We decided to go to Tortillaria, which is owned by the same people as Milagro, one of my favorite restaurants in St Louis. 

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The decision making was a challenge.  Fish Tacos, Baja Fish Tacos, Shrimp Tacos…so many options…

I decided on the Shrimp Tacos, with a side of black beans and street corn.  I wasn’t in love with the black beans.  Next time I’d either get a different side or perhaps just get three tacos.  I do love the corn though.

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There are other things on the menu besides tacos too, but I love tacos too much.

Speaking of things I love too much:

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That’s part of our new couch and you can see the matching chair in the background.  I’ll show you some more pictures of the new place but we aren’t totally done unpacking yet so I wanted to wait.  Living room:  same cat, same rug, different couch. 

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Also the same coffee table.  See, fatness, not much has changed!

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She’s just such a great subject.  Chris thinks I’m insane when I pull out my phone and start snapping away, and then posting to instagram.  Look at her little paw under her head though :( 

Okay, there you have it.  Tacos y gatos.  Hablo espanol!

Are you a cow?

I was at Target the other day and I figured I’d just poke through the children’s books. 

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Am I a cow?  How would I know?  Or even more importantly, how would I NOT know?  Do cows know that they are cows?

So I bought the book.  For Benjamin.  (Even though he totally can’t read yet.) (I haven’t given it to him yet, and I’m hoping he doesn’t already have it.)

But then I read it.  Spoiler alert follows.

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Oh.  I guess I’m not a cow.  *has a sad*

Yesterday I had my last day teaching at the school until the fall semester starts (which is in less than four weeks!).

This is a sign I shouldn’t mindlessly snack.

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Yes, I cleaned it up. 

And then I got a little artsy with Instagram.  What do you think?

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Can you tell what that second picture is?  (Hahaha.)

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This happened while I was on the phone with Leslie the other day.  It’s her cat Albergo.

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I presume that Leslie has not allowed the cat to remove itself from the bag.  Hilarity and destruction would likely ensue in that scenario.

Things Leslie and I discussed via text message yesterday included what Chris should wear for her rehearsal dinner in October and what shoes I will be wearing for her wedding.  I’m not sure if we are getting ahead of ourselves, but the one thing I appreciate about my sister is that she likes to be ready for things ahead of time as well.

Chris got back into town last night (he had been visiting his family).  The cat was most appreciative.  I was less so because he came home with a bad cold and ended up passing out before 10 pm,  poor guy.  At least I was able to watch three episodes of True Blood (Season 3) before going to bed.

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You would think that I completely ignore the cat when he’s not around.  This is simply not true.  I don’t know why she likes him better.  Maybe I come across as too needy and desperate?

Last Tuesday of teaching for several weeks.  I am excited for vacation!