the trouble with harry

 i promise we are not becoming a cat blog with pun-ny titles.

but i have to tell you just how hogwarts this cat really is.

without any prompting or teaching from me, harry potter went into nicolas' poop box and went number 1.  

then right before i went to bed he went number 2, in the box.

i am one of those people who gets a little unnerved when good things happen to me bc i am certain that something terrible is right around the corner.  like this is just god's way of saying, yeah enjoy this now bc your house is about to burn down.

do any of you suffer this way?

let's collectively say outloud..

"i/you deserve this awesome cat/gift without any conditions".

yay praying!!!

 

 

RHODC.

i'm done.

maybe.

 

besides, there's this happening:

and clearly this shit will take all of my available abilities to recap.

 

RHOATL recap coming soon.

 

also.

it's cold here.

what what?

yes, i see that 80 degree friday and it does not pump me up.

 

 

 

 

 

prepare yourselves...it's the gift of christmas...or halloween maybe..

did you ever dream of waking up one day only to find a baby on your stoop?

do you think it's weird that i used the word "stoop"?

i do.

 

on our way to school this morning fiona ran ahead of me to the garage and a tiny, tabby bundle of joy ran up to her to say hello, then turned around, ran...and JUMPED into my arms and started to suckle my ear lobe.

cuteness..

that was all it took.

i have tried to put him back outside several times today and he wants no part of it.

 

he follows me around everywhere i go and he seems to get along fine with nicolas....

seriously they could be cat kin..

i am going to call him harry.

as in potter.

for a few reasons.

1. i am a nerd.

2. this cat is magic.

and

 3. he definitely has a lightning shaped scar on his head (see #1)

 

visual aid:

i already love him a ton and am obviously the cat whisperer.

if you've never had a kitten suckle your ear lobes you are missing out on one of life's more awesome gifts.

 

i will be here enjoying that for a while...

 

 

 

delighting in

 

green walls. 

 

cozy neutrals.

 

 

heritage and shit.

 

 a good english landscape pic.

 

a fat kid tryin to get laid.

 

badass flowers prints.

 

 

lee jofa chevron in velvet.

 

delight delight delight.

it's october fuckers!

 

 

images via the decorista, isabel lopez quesada, your mom, solid frog, design diva fabrics, 

bedroom that is good

this bedroom isn't perfect (very few are duh) but that is precisely why i love it to pieces.

and i normally don't go for that sexy glam girly black and white bizness...

and perhaps the seagrass helps it from being too fancy and highfalutin...

i even love that sequiny union jack. i really love that sequiny union jack actually.

 the gray walls.

 the light fixture.

 the sconces.

can't you just see yourself in here on sunday morning with coffee and blogs??

this room looks for real.

and i need to slap it.

 

thoughts?

image cobbold du pont via DTI