Cat Lady

I've said it before, and I'll say it again (and mean it). I would like nothing more than to be a cat lady. I bet I could comfortably live with 10 cats, no problem at all. It's funny because whenever my intense love for cats is brought to someone's attention, I automatically cringe. I just KNOW that the reaction is either going to be "Ooooh, I would love nothing more than to share my home with a mother cat and her 5 bastard kittens!", OR, the alternative, "CATS? I hate cats. They freak me out. And they just seem evil. What's wrong with a nice dog?"

Why do cats evoke this love/hate reaction? Maybe it's because they are independent. They can be aloof, but when they want attention, food, or cuddles, they want it now. Dogs are more consistent...they want love 24/7. But let me wax poetic about why I love them so very much.

They're clean. They never require baths. They're furry and soft. They always smell good. Watching them chase bugs around the house is possibly the most amusing thing you will ever see. The fur growing out of their ears could not be any cuter. They're as loyal as dogs, just the strong, silent type. They never need to be let outside at 6 am. Or walked. Watching them doze off into a catnap will make your heart melt. Ones with double paws are adorably clumsy. Oh, and see the pictures of my parents cat (when she was kitten) below. I don't see how anyone could look at that complete cuteness and still dislike cats.

Ptown signs

So here I am in the airport in Orlando in the worst possible situation that I could be in. Now once I describe it, you will probably say, "Eh...not so bad." But for me, of course it's a cause for stress. My flight is delayed. And I have plans tonight. Not only plans, but a surprise birthday party. Which means if my flight gets in too late, we will roll in late to the party and either miss/crash the grand entrance of the guest of honor. Again - not something that everyone would find to be highly stressful, but anyone who knows me can probably imagine how irritated I am getting at my lack of control of the situation.

So to calm my poor nerves, I am trying to take advantage of the situation and post some soothing memories of my little Labor Day vacation. Ris and took lots of pictures in Ptown last week, and at least half of them were of funny signs that we saw as we strolled Commercial Street. Hopefully they will make you giggle a bit.







Hedda Lettuce - of Project Runway fame







Sweet rowboat sign spotted by Rissy...and her favorite.







No such thing as Burger King (or any chain for that matter) in Ptown.



I am not entirely sure whether this sign is directed at dogs or late-night drunks.

Happy Friday everyone!!

Labor Day. Family. Adventures.

Has anyone ever done anything for you that just makes you appreciate that person in a way you never have before? Something that makes you realize, wow - this person is truly awesome. And I can count on this person. Not that you didn't appreciate he/she before, but it just makes you see them in a new light. Well this happened to me this weekend. I wanted to go on a road trip to Cape Cod but due to it being Labor Day weekend, had to resort to going Monday & Tuesday...not days that are easy for anyone to go. I've got some vacation left so it wasn't an issue, but I couldn't think of anyone who was available.

My sister and I are almost 6 years apart in age and have never been terribly close. We love each other, but aside from the age gap, we are just two completely different people. Those who know us do not need any explanation, as I am sure they are unconsciously nodding their heads right now. We rarely spend time together outside of family events, but something kept saying to me, "Rissy might want to come...she would have fun." And so I asked her to accompany me...and in typical Rissy fashion, she said "OK". Over the next month or so, I bombarded her with emails of things I wanted to do and see on our trip. She just said everything looked cool to her. Sometimes I wish I could be more laid-back like that. I am a champion planner and have trouble letting others take control, especially on vacation.

So to make a long story short(er), we went this past week and had a fabulous time. We wandered the streets of Provincetown and laughed at the funny signs on Commercial Street and took lots of pictures with her fabulous camera. We walked across the breakwater to Wood End and admired the clear water and different types of wildlife. Despite her hatred of all lighthouses, think Rissy may have even appreciated the one at Wood End. We stayed at the most adorable little B&B in town and had bagels and peanut butter for lunch. Top it off with a bike ride through the Province Lands and you have yourself a little slice of heaven in the world according to Lauren. Anyway...the whole point of this lengthy blog is that Rissy probably has no idea how much it meant to me that she just agreed to go with me. And after the delicious bagels, laughing over the little crying girl on the wharf, and bonding over our love for the Secret Garden Inn, I'm starting to think we have more in common than we may have thought.

Here's a few pictures to start from the trip...more to come in the next few posts...

Here we are at Herring Cove Beach at sunset.

Perfect lunch for the Kelly girls.

Garden at our B&B.

Love you sister!!