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Kitty Cat Boyfriend

Berries. Taken at the Bonneville Locks in Oregon

Dear Kittens,

I better get my shit together because in exactly a week I will be starting NaPoBloMo. Wherein I will be required to post Every Single Day of November. Every day! Can you even imagine such a thing?

Today I went to Sephora and spent an obscene amount of money. All manner of new face potions, new eyeshadow, a new blush, and maybe some other stuff I forgot about. Can I tell you Kittens something? Of course I can, you are my baby kittens. I can tell you anything. I am in love with my eyebrows. Pretty much everyday I make out with myself via my eyebrows. I bought this Anastasia kit from Sephora a while ago and it came with these little eyebrow stencils. EYEBROW STENCILS! The stencils did not work out for me, but they did help me correct the shape and size of my eyesbrows and now they pretty much always look awesome. It's okay if you don't care about eyebrows, but let me tell you this- good looking eyebrows go a very long way towards making a face look good. Well groomed brows make up for never wearing makeup, even.

Earlier in the week I roasted trout for dinner. Kittens, trout is so delicious. Tomorrow I'm making pomegranate balsamic glazed pork tenderloin with fennel and orange salad and sugar snap peas. I know! It sounds delicious.

Starting Monday, I'm putting myself on a whole new program of wonderfulness. I'll outline the whole thing on Monday, but I promise serious wonderfulness. Or maybe not so much "wonderfulness" as "making some significant changes."

Ever since we got back from Portland I have been extremely popular with Petey and Seamus. Petey has always loved me the most, but lately he's become like a creepy stalker boyfriend. He follows me all over the house and if Andy makes a move on me, Petey is right there either watching or doing his best to get in between us. It's sweet in a very weird Kitty Cat Boyfriend sort of way. Now if Petey sees me giving Seamus affection he will let out this bitchy meow and then run away. He come right back and that's the part that cracks me up because when he comes back he's all sexy sauntering towards me. Petey's all, "how YOU doin'?"

And now I'ma take my new makeups and what not and go to the bed. I like to look at my new purchases before bedtime. What I really like to do, is spread everything out in a semi circle around me and examine each thing very carefully, the put it all back into the bag and go to sleep. I do this with everything I buy. Shoes, clothes, books, art supplies. Maybe it's really not so weird I have a kitty cat for a boyfriend.

Love,
Catie

I LOVE GOAT CHEESE.

Dear Kittens,

This is not easy for little babies like you to understand, but I Am Drunk. I drank two (2) Old Fashioneds at dinner tonight. Oh my yummy yummy Sweet Baby Jesus, but they were delicious. Honestly, who could've ever imagined that me (Catie Anchev) would love whiskey as much as I do? Certainly not me. But love it I do, Kittens. Love it, I do.

So our first real day in Portland and guess what? We did hardly anything due to the sleeping in and then the driving around to find a power cord that would work with Andy's laptop. Also, we went to Oktoberfest in Fearless Brewing in Estacada or somewhere like that. So listen, Kittens. The Website for the Oktoberfest promised people dressed in authentic Bavarian clothes, German food and German music. The truth was it was the three people who worked there (2 women and 1 man) dressed in Bavarian style clothes, playing German music through the speakers and German food. We had a good time, but it was not at all what we expected. We tried 4 of their beers, the only one we didn't like was the IPA. Also, Oregon is gorgeous.

After we got back from Oktoberfest, we walked to Powell's books. We were immediately overwhelmed and decided to sit in their little cafe to gather ourselves over coffee and tea. Andy said that Powell's is like walking into Amazon.com and he was right. I bought a couple of blank journals and a few novels, Andy hooked himself up with the science fiction maven at Powell's and walked out with something like 6 new books.

We managed to not take a single photo today. I won't let that happen again.

I really like traveling with my parents. We always have a good time and it's fun going places with them, but nothing is as wonderful as traveling with Andy. We have so much fun together. There's no stress of trying to figure out what everyone wants to do, there's no worry about everyone being entertained. It's just us and we get us and it's fantastical.

Oh! So, we're staying at the Westin in Portland and we had a very late dinner in their restaurant last night. I believe the restaurant is called the Daily Grill. The food was so good! Last night I had a whiskey sour, which was masterfully, if not a tiny bit weak, made by the bartender. Tonight we went to the Heathman Hotel and ate in their restaurant and I swear on 2 Old Fashioneds that it was the best meal of my life. I had the trout amandine and then for dessert I got this amazing goat cheese. Why do we not have cheese for dessert at home? WHY? It is so good. I love goat cheese. Maybe we will get a goat so we can have goat cheese everyday of our lives.

As always, I miss the cats, although I do not miss being woken up by a stripe orange cat who says Mew! Mew! Mew! Mew! and then puts his paws on my faces to wake me up. I just miss their general cuteness.

Now I must go lay up in the so called Heavenly Bed and finish being drunk. Oh! You know what's funny? To be drunk and walking home and talking to people on the street. I said, "I mean it" about 40 times to various strangers after making some undoubtedly ill conceived point. At one point Andy said, "Can we be done with the talking now?" And then I said, "I mean it."

Love,

Catie

I want to kiss you all over and over again.

Dear Kittens,

I fell behind on the thing I invented where I post photos AND words together at the same time! I'm so sorry. Here's a quick catch up-

Here's my new hair:

I love the haircut. I do not especially care for the red highlights. The main reason for me to get highlights is because the minimal damage the highlights cause adds some body to my hair. I don't care for how they look, but I don't hate them either. It's just not how I want to look anymore, you know?

I had an assignment that was to show signs of fall in my neighborhood. There are other signs, but this is mine:

A wet sidewalk with some fallent leaves and an orange cat.

I thought you should know what I'm eating most mornings for breakfast these days. A 2 egg omelet with red peppers a dash of cheddar, tea and an apple on the side.

And now I've got to get my day going. I slept in because I had the fleece blanket of coziness on my bed. That blanket makes everything better and it makes you sleep way longer than you ever thought you would.

I kiss you!
Catie

Pink bike!

Dear Kittens,

I know how obsessed you Kittens are with my hair and so I will tell you that the cut is different and while the highlights are way more obvious than I wanted, they do look pretty. I will take a photo tomorrow for you to look at. The best thing about my hair is that I'vee got a bunch of layers and I can pretty much replicate my hair from my 9th grade school photo as seen here: (my hair now is much shorter)

I haven't been feeling that great this week, which is irritating. I am pretty certain it's all about what I've been eating. My choices haven't been the worst in the world, but they aren't the best, either. I really need to get back into the swing of cooking regularly and what not, I just haven't been feeling it. Maybe I should get back into cooking by inventing another theme week of dinners. Remember when I did the week of salads? That was so tasty and fun! Maybe a week of soups?

I am so tired. I really want to go to bed very early tonight. For a long time I thought that 7.5 hours was enough for me, but now I'm thinking that I need at least 8 and maybe even 8.5. Believe me, I am shocked by this, but when I get 7.5 I'm good for 2 days, but by day 3 I am really tired and headachey and complainy.

Also, this is really reaching to include one more photo, but can you believe that I have not been on my bike at all this year? NOT EVEN ONCE! That is clearly not acceptable. Look at it. It's pink and has a basket and had Hello Kitty Face tread. I mean what sort of ingrate am I. Well, let me tell you what, Kittens- I am riding my bike all fall! Except in the rain and or wind. I do not like wind and obviously you do not ride a pink bike in the rain.

Kittens, as I previously mentioned, I am so tired and so now I'm going to watch It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia and then I'm going to brush my teeth, wash my face, apply various European youth vita spheres to my face and then go bed. T

he End,

Catie

(I love you)