I AM A CAT PERSON.

What's had me squealing with pure delight for the past half hour:











All via my brand new favorite piece of internetz-land, dream cats.

The forecast is calling for 30+ degree weather today and a UV index of 8 or very high.
Heck Yes. I'm going to the beach.

You know it's all a hoax, right?

Wait, 2009 is over?!
Writing a cheque for January's rent was like computer programming. A lot of 1s and 0s on one cheque.

Sadly, our company is gone. 2009 is gone. Christmas is gone. And school looms, taunting me from the future with its French grammar and weird German professor.

However, since I am behind, my Christmas 2009 tenue:
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Thrifted girl's dress, Cyril's AA parka, scarf stolen from Fabian, Granny's old gloves, Sears tights, Ebay boots.




My family's Christmas outfits and their lovely, shining faces! I miss them.




Cyril and the Christmas kitten, Mango. I can't get enough of him.



Happy 2010. We will see each other very soon.

We don't got no Gravol!

Done exams, done shopping, done cleaning, (almost) done packing.
In a few hours Cyril and I are jumping a bus to my parents' house to spend Christmas with my family in the cold, cold desert.

When it's -12 out, this little feller is who's going to keep me warm!

My little brother's new kitten, Mango.



Waiting for us after the holidays back in Vancouver are a long-lost friend we met in Switzerland and her beau! I guess you won't be seeing too much of me around here until school starts again. Really, that will be sooner than I would like!

Merry Christmas, y'all.

Mummy, I wanna kitty for my burfday, please.

Hello, Vancouver. Nice to see you again; I've really missed you.

Wanna know what else I've been missing? A table. You don't realise how much a table means to a home until you are made to eat every meal on the floor, computer on your lap with no mouse and the mere possibility of sewing is next to nil. Not to mention: having a cup of tea on a rainy Vancouver's day whilst browsing blogs? Ain't gonna happen when you got no table!

We had a gorgeous vintage farm-style table set up to buy on Craigslist, in North Delta mind you, but our lack of truck and anybody we know's lack of truck was putting a damper on that. And like I've said, table = love, so we bought one asap. It is currently waiting for a lovingly-applied coat or two of white paint.

Cyril and I met the sweetest cat on our way from a garage sale the other day.







To make this post not entirely devoted to the Stranger Cat and my table fetish, an installment of What He Wore Today:



AA trousers, thrifted shoes, shirt & bag.

I feel like Siri would especially appreciate this collaboration of cats + clothes, no?
Now go, check out my for real fav blog.