6 posts tagged “cats”
in the lacy-ellis household, we've found the phrase "copy cat" is one cliche that holds true. in fact, we have our suspicions that vinnie was the original inspiration for it. he'll walk in a room, see how winnie is laying, push her off that chair and lay in the exact same pose. ditto for stealing toys she's playing with and laps she's sitting in.
so we're used to the whole sibling jealously thing. see here the fallout when winnie was named cat of the year, not boo or vinnie.
apparently this also exists in the pierce-fortner household. this is detroit's reaction to all the attention sophie has been getting after her debut on this blog.
we tried to reach detroit for comment, but all he had to say was, "she's NOT just fluffy!" and then he hung up on us.
says his mom: "he's such a sore loser!"
i'm in a good mood today!
i just thought i should share since i typically blog only when moody or slowly going insane. i had a great talk with my editor this morning and am super jazzed to get back into my death-march 50-pages-a-month writing pace. she had some great suggestions for a few things i'd been struggling with and i'm anxious to see how they work out on the page.* and i got to meet with a few people i always like meeting with. and geoff is no longer mad that i'm going back to phoenix this wkend because now he's going to JAPAN for a week! jerk. i want to go!
oh! i also got to talk to my brother today. i love my brother. i wish i had a photo of him to attach. geoff hogs all of our photos and only takes them in "raw" format. i know about as much about what that means as one of the cats does. all i know is it means he can't easily email me ANY of them. :(
so i'll just re-attach the image of my brother's cat dressed as his favorite character from oz:
i talked to my mom for a long time too today. ditto on the loving thing there. i think i am going to go to memphis for a week in may. i just feel a need. a need for family and bbq. and i can write there too right?
oh! and geoff promises to read oryx & crake on the plane to japan. in 12 hrs he might be able to get through the first 30 pages. ha ha ha (he reads v e r y slowly). i should sneak in my book so far....maybe he'd read that on the plane too....
speaking of cats, mr. vinnie looked SO THIN when we got home...post to come with photo if i can get him to sit in a body flattering pose....
What are five things you're good at?
Submitted by HapaLove.
well no. 1 isn't answering the QOTD since i haven't in months. i am answering this one for purely selfish reasons. i have to work on ch. 3 today. i hate chapter 3! i'm already on ch. 6 because i keep working ahead. i hate it that much!! but i have to face it today and i need to go in with an ego boost.
here we go:
1. cooking. i love to cook and am surprisingly good at it (because i don't seem domestic to people). i pretty much stopped cooking when i entered indentured servitude worked at businessweek, but now i cook everynight! it's fantastic!
2. reporting. note i didn't say writing. i'm more reporter than writer. which is usually preferable when you are working at a magazine because you have a zillion editors who are there for a reason. but now with the book...not so sure...fortunately i seem to be better at book writing than article writing. (knock wood)
3. shopping. i know it's cliche but i can walk in any store and find something awesome. my husband may say this is more curse than blessing.
4. momming the cats (and my husband). they love me!
5. karaoke-ing. except that i can't sing. but showmanship counts right?
so i *finally* moved into my "office" today. my office is our nice spacious first story room, which has long been my husband's junk room. we finally cleared out enough junk and got a comfy chair, plus i hung some pictures and girl-ed it up a bit (cue l'occitane candle, decorative boxes for storing files and a wedding picture.) there's a desk (my father-in-law's old desk from delta in fact!) but since i hate working at a desk i set the rest of the room up like a little lounge. I also found this totally rad vintage reel-to-reel tape recorder (it's like the size of a brick-- the early "portable" model i'm guessing) so i displayed it on the coffee table to look super reportery.
i also am proudly displaying the "sarah lacy girl reporter" action figure my genuis brother made me. it's easily one of the best presents i've ever gotten. i forgot how great it was! the packaging is amazing. a comic-book me with these old blue-print like images of san francisco in the back ground. there's one panel of me running towards a helicopter, black hair flying, yelling "screw the bart! i'm taking the chopper to work!" the back cover description has all these bolded action verbs describing my "exciting" life-- the most brilliant snippet: "And oh holy matrimony! -- WITNESS her excitement as she takes the proverbial plunge with graphic designer boyfriend Geoff Ellis! YOU'LL LEAVE YOUR HEART IN SAN FRANCISCO!" (an asterisk notes that geoff ellis is sold seperately) the action figure is *a little* dated since geoff and i are now married, i use a treo not a blackberry, i only take the stairs to work, and i no longer have long hair. but that just adds to the vintage feel. did i mention my mom actually knitted the action figure a fashionable scarf? i also come with a little bag of accessories: a purse, a tote bag, blackberry, extra hands for petting kitties (the action figure's hands are holding a pencil and steno pad).
The best accessory- is a glow in the dark winnie. appropriate because winnie has been moving into the office too today. (this is actually what sparks the title of this post.) so this morning she and vinnie jumped out of their bunk beds (on the second floor) and started to run upstais where they daily assist my book writing. i was like "no downstairs today guys!" vinnie came down reluctanctly and laid around on the floor. then he was like "SCREW THIS!" and has been pouting alone upstairs on the living room couch all day.
winnie, on the other hand, has really been fretting about the whole move, trying hard to make the best of it, but clearly upset. while he napped on the floor she paced the room. very upset about the seating options. she couldn't find any place to roost. apparently she figured some of her favorite toys would help. she ran up to the third floor and got Yeti #1 and carried it down in her mouth, meowing the whole time and dropped it over the threshold proudly.
"good for you! you have an upstairs and a downstairs yeti now!" i said.
it wasn't enough. so she went up and got yeti #2 and again brought him down the stairs, meowing. she put him deeper in the room. she looks adorable when she does this. her blue eyes are huge and really earnest and these toys are just hanging out of either side of her mouth. she kinda looks at me for a second to ask permission before she brings her toys in. perhaps the meowing is a warning? either way, very considerate. we did work hard getting stuff *out of* this room.
That was this morning. but she has since decided that her redecorating wasn't complete with the yeti brothers. she just went upstairs and got this kinda lame stuffed kitty she never plays with and did the whole bit again. she apparently remembered she didn't like the kitty as much because she left him just outside the door. then she came in and started pacing again. she's clearly not happy yet so i can't wait to see what she brings down next. i keep hearing her meowing up there -- probably trying to figure out how to move her favorite chair down three flights.
poor winnie. but isn't it better than me driving down to san mateo for 10 hrs-plus everyday???
so i'm taking care of some tedius business this am (writing thank you cards, flipping through the blogs of the day, reassuring the vinnie and winnie of how much i love them - my god, they are needy!!- etc) and the view is just on in the background i swear! not a surprise: rosie said something i agree with: the beginning rounds of american idol just aren't enjoyable. i don't like watching untalented people be embarrassed on national tv. it's sad! and i'm not really a nice person. i always felt very alone in this until now, because i know so many people who only like the first few shows. for more on just why i suddenly love rosie so much read this.
MORE shocking though was that i actually agreed with something right wing zealot elisabeth said!!!! for the first time! they were talking about the golden globes and she said she doesn't like to watch brangelina kiss because she's still "team anniston." i totally agree! that and i still think angelina is white trash under that whole i-save-the-world-and-look-classy-doing-it veneer.* anyway. now that i know elisabeth feels this way, i'm thinking this is a harsh and judgemental stance. reminds me of the time on the gilmore girls when loreli found herself agreeing with her mother and was like "whoa- i gotta rethink my stance here..."
*i feel REALLY bad about writing this. after my own blog thrashing i now know that it hurts and people are really people just trying to do their best. so i try never to openly publish such pettyness but it's key to making my point here...sorry, angelina, if you are reading. but you have to understand that you just represent the other woman to many of us. i know it's not fair. deep down i am probably just jealous that you have a stylist and i don't and you have time and money to just save the world while i sit in my pajamas watching the view and transcribing hours and hours of interviews with internet folks wondering if i look fat today. i feel slightly less bad trashing elisabeth because i really find some of her views truly offensive. isn't that less petty?
this is my brother's cat doing his favorite character from oz...catabyssi. "fh" as my husband would say...(it's even funnier if you sing the theme song in your head as you view it....)
