Purrty Time in RomeoLand!

Oh my gosh, I'm so excited I think my whiskers may curl!

It's that time of year again when I send her off to hustle up some cat-snack money!  And while she is away.....yep, you guessed it - I PARTY!  Call in the dancing cats, open up the cans of kipper, tuna and salmon!!!!

I checked the trailer to ensure it was loaded fully and properly.  It also provided confirmation that it was really going to happen.  I mean one can never be too sure.  Imagine the embarrassment if I scheduled the dancing cat girls and had the invites sent out to all my furred buddies and she didn't go?!?!  Now that would be enough to wilt the whiskers so much that I would probably trip over them.  Thank goodness that is not the case.  It's a go!  And I'm so happy I had to roll in the dirt - I could hardly contain myself!

Soon, very soon she will be in Ohio at the Country Living Fair and I will be following in the pawsteps of Morris, Tom the Barcardi cat, Fuzzy, Bill The Cat, and those infamous cats with thumbs!  Meeeeeoooooowwwww..... oops, I think a whisker just fell off from the excitement.  Ah well it'll grow back.  Right? It will won't it?!

If you are planning on going to the show, be sure and stop by to let me know you were there!  And you might do me a favor and check to make sure she is doing her job properly, okay? I mean c'mon now this is pretty important, cat snacks don't just fall out of the sky.  So we must make sure she does the job properly.  If not....well I might be forced to re-train her.  You just let me know.  It'll be just between us - she doesn't need to know my sources ;)

And for the record....I really will miss her while she's gone!  But sometimes even a Romeo has to have some fun!  Being the protective one that she is, I would never be allowed to indulge in such gastronomical delights.  However, this will be a different story since Dad is being left in charge.  You see he is hoping that in allowing me to eat all these delicacies he will spoil me, thinking that I might decide to love him more than her.

 She isn't even going to try and dissuade him from allowing the food party and festivities.

Why?

Who do you think is going to be changing the litterboxes while she's gone?  Yep. Dad will! MOL

What inspires

Me?  Well a can of tuna fish or even watching the piranha in the small pond out front; a bird in the bird feeder, or a warm sunbeam or a bowl of milk.  It doesn't take much to inspire me.  I'm just that kind of cat - well rounded and easily inspired (with the right motivators of course).

What inspires her?  

Better have a seat in a very comfortable chair.  This could take a few minutes.

Her inspiration?

It's everywhere in nature...

...and in the studio...

...and in the office.

Vignettes here and there. 

In my office and studio, which she believes to be her office and studio.
No matter really.  It means she cleans them ;)

Inspiration tucked into corners and shelves.  

On top of cabinets and the cabinets themselves.

So while function is important, everything in the office and studio must also inspire. 

She has spent years gathering and changing out as well as adding furniture and small doses of inspiration.  Playing to get it just right. 

 It's one of those things that takes on a life of it's own - knowing a direction, not because it's in style or something everyone else has.  Gathering and just knowing that "this" is what inspires and what should be a part of the studio or office. A part of her inspiration.

Everything comfortable.  Everything with history and a story.  A gathering of items that culminate to a point in time during which there is not one piece of furniture that can be bested, and every detail scrutinized to be sure it's still "right".

So although she's at that point where not much has changed since the last time you glimpsed the studio or office, small details have moved around and perhaps been added to.  Maybe something subtle that began like a whisker tickle while vacuuming or dusting.

After all, for her, what surrounds her in the studio or office or nature inspires, and thus breeds more inspiration and creativity.  

Kind of like rabbits I suppose.

Or fleas.

Well maybe not like that - that's not such a good thing.  But yes, maybe like rabbits.

And what else inspires?

Bloggers who create.  Yes, that's right - YOU and you and you!  Everyone who has even one small ounce of creativity inspires her.  And yes, of course, those cats who own those same creative people -  well they inspire me.  To be a better, more creatively motivated cat....albeit still ferocious ;)  And right now there are a bazillion of you out there who have recently posted about your studios and attending Karen's party - Where Bloggers Create!  


So what are you doing here?!?  Head on over, I'll be there just as soon as I grab my top hat and a can of tuna for the road...... But before you go, tell me purrlease - what inspires you?

Small details

Wondering where I've been or why I haven't posted?

Not really?

Well I'll tell you anyway since you are already here.

I've been right here.  Thinking about life.  Napping.  Catching a plant-eating rodent or two.

And waiting for her to stop pinning on Pinterest long enough for me to get some quality computer time.

Yep.  Not only that but, last week alone I wrote two posts. Without a computer - you know the old fashioned kind...longpaw.  I sure did!

No, they didn't get published.  The can-opener-turned-editor nixed them.

I thought they were pretty good.  Really.

But she said, "no, your followers will drop you quicker than a rabid flea."

"Post something that everyone can relate to or at least enjoy", she added.

Since when do I post anything that all of you don't enjoy?  Hmpfh!  Alright then - here it is. Safe. With pretty and close-up, non-ferocious pictures (excluding of course the very ferocious one above of moi...and handsome oui?).

And I'm linking up with Rebecca for Magnify Monday.  Which by the way, I had planned on doing anyway because it really is a great idea to stop and look and appreciate every detail that we have been given in this beautiful life!

Note: Rebecca was unable to host this link up party this week, for reasons unknown.  The link for Magnify Monday is to her original post announcing the party.

Don't forget you can click on any picture for even greater detail!

While I do hope that you enjoy this post, should you decide you want to read my previous, unpublished posts let me know.  I've got this expanding universe and linear reality of  measured time all formulated and theorized.  Ready for publication in a scientific journal or on this blog.

Together we could remind her just who's blog this is.  Storm the pessimistic self-appointed editor's office and let her know just how my followers really feel about my blog posts....just think about it and let me know.

Meanwhile, I think I'll go work on my next article... cognitive hibernation of warm blooded mammals.

the dead living room come back to life

Also known as the "living room redo". You know the one I mentioned in the last post? You may not remember - that was after all a MONTH ago! Yeah, I know, but remember "she" is old and moves slow in comparison to me. Poor thing. "She" claims there's not been the time to turn on the computer so that I could post. Um, sure.....seriously?!?

But I won't complain - I am still fed well and the living room is looking better. Almost like someone lives here.

Yes, there is still the matter of the furniture. For now the cushions are turned over so that "she" doesn't have to look at the modern multi-colored pattern. Most definitely not my style. Nor "hers". So that only leaves one person who could possibly have liked it. Don't worry Dad, I won't tell them it was you.

No matter. Eventually, they will be gone and I will have something else to lounge on. They just haven't found the perfect pair of chairs and love seat, but the search is still on.

The rooms in this house are rather small and the living room is no exception, therefore the furniture will have to be smaller than a bus. A hard choice for "her" because "she" is partial to that big massive stuff. Probably why when buying for the tattered cat, the biggest and heaviest pieces are chosen. Should sign "her" up for FFAA - Fat Furniture Addiction Anonymous.

Anyway, rather than wait another lifetime to show you the totally finished living room, I thought I would share with you the major wall change. Here is a before picture, taken at Christmas time (duh right - like that tree would be there any other time):

Note too, on the picture above, the pattern on the sofa pillows....

And here is the living room today:

Yep, I know quite a difference. And you may not like it. That's okay. Really. "She" does "her" own thing and doesn't expect everyone or anyone for that matter to like it.

So knowing that, I have scattered some close up pictures of the vignettes throughout this post - hoping of course that will soothe your fur a bit. You know that theory that states 'small doses are easier to handle'.....because I wouldn't want you to leave me with your fur standing on end and whiskers all a whack.

As for when will the living room be finished?

Those of you who love to "fluff", you know that a room is never ever finished.....because there is always something that might look better over there and this over here....and oh I found a new piece of furniture.....those of you who don't "fluff", you get the picture right?

Hoping you are having a great week! It was beautiful here today - a purrfect day for sunning my whiskers and warming the pads of my toes!

P.S. - A special thank mew to all my new followers! I am honored and humbled that you have chosen to follow me. I am content, therefore I purr......