If you are expecting a "we took an unexpected trip to Vegas, then quit our jobs to travel around Europe and plan to live off the land in some undiscovered area!!!"....well, you're going to be dissapointed.
1) I learned to CROCHET!!! Yeah. CROCHET!! My wonderfully talented friend, Jessica, has taught me how to crochet my very first scarf. And guess what, folks? ...this gets good... it's an infinity scarf!! Yeah, I'm just that talented right off the bat :) Ok, ok...you all know me too well, as does Jess, who made me take a video of what to do so that when I got stuck I could watch it and re-teach myself. Which I have to admit I've watched numerous times. "Winning!"...puleeeeez, Charlie Sheen...more like "Learning!"
2) I went to a CAT SHOW!!! (right about now is when I bet most are sensing an 80 year old woman theme') Eric had planned this date for me only telling me "It's something that you'll really like" Naturally, I say "winery?!" when he said "no" my next guess was "cat show?!" (folks, my blog is called Coffee, Cats, and Wine and I'll be Fine...cat show should be a surprise to no one!) Oh man. It was SO much fun! As a crazy cat lady I can totally say this. Crazy cat people are strange. And I TOTALLY belonged! Deluxe cat carriers were lined up and down the rows and decorated with tinsel, colorful cloth, and plush cat beds. As if that wasn't enough, they judged cats (though all were winners in my book). Big ones, little ones, fluffy ones, bare ones, meek ones, ones with attitude...all were there! They even had a coffee cart there, so I had my coffee and my cats...if only I had my wine. I coulda died right then n' there a happy cat lady.
3) I saved a sweet little vole today! Not familiar with a vole?
There he is! Well, not actually the vole that I saved (p.s. I named him Victor), but a picture of one for your viewing pleasure. Except, I should note Victor was a little less plump and a tish smaller. I should get another patch on my Animal Lover sash for sure. Here's the story: As I am walking into work today, I see a furry little thing running in circles in the parking lot on the main drag. While others are walking away scared from it, I, of course, walk towards it to see what's going on and to help the fella out. As it is running around my feet, going in circles, clearly not able to see I started to become a little panicked not knowing what to do with him. He looks adorable, but I shouldn't pick him up...though it pains me not to (but don't worry, I didn't). The fella's going to get run over though if I don't so something! Then, I am approached by a coworker who tells me it's likely a blind little mole (though now I know it was a vole) who lost his way. Naturally, I start to tear up because it's just so cute and sad and I know I have to do something. So, I scurry inside and get a box (of course telling my coworker how much of an animal lover I am and my NEED to do something) and head back out. As I am trying to get the vole into the box I am instead seeming to scare him towards the dip in the sidewalk towards the building main doors. A nice fella who also works in our building (bless his heart) seemed to accept my explanation of being an animal lover (and wasn't too weirded out) and helped me scoot him to the side of the building where he at least got into the rocky area and (hopefully) found a nice grassy or snowy area to live happily ever after.
...God should not put sweet furry things that need help in my path. Or maybe that's why he does... I've saved a baby snapping turtle and many woolly bears in my work's parking lot before too.
I swear I'm the voted Queen of the Furry Animal Kingdom.
Ok, Well, that's about enough excitement for one week, folks. I'm spent.
So until next time,
Coffee, Cats, and Wine and I'll be Fine :)
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