Size Matters
As if we don't get enough pussy around here, we decided to stop at this "cat cafe" yesterday. It opened a few years ago and it's basically like a coffee shop that serves the namesake beverage, as well as premade foods, wine and beer. You can go into the coffee shop portion of the place at any time. But, there's also the option of reserving a spot to go into the cat portion. Basically a large room filled with adoptable cats from the local shelter you can interact with for an hour, paying a small donation to do so.
Apparently the business model has been successful, because they've adopted 380+ cats in two years. It seems like a novel concept. I have heard of cat cafes in Japan, but I think those places are just shops with cats you sit around, not an adoption thing.
The cats were mostly very playful, with a shy couple tossed in. We had to share our time with this woman and her two (loud) little girls. As well as some goth chick who showed up and looked like she'd rather be dead than in the place. Later it seemed this girl's date showed up. He was a flabby, bumbling thing. I figured it was a date because he was asking her all kinds of questions that could be inferred as first-time-meeting questions.
In the end, the little girls weren't as horrible as we feared they'd be. Though the younger of the two definitely had that attitude a lot of women today do. Where they think everyone around them needs to bow before them. And her mother kept complimenting her own how nice she was being with the cats, which got annoying because she was talking to the little girl like she was slow. The Sparrow chalked it up to the mom just wanting to reinforce positive behavior.
Before that we'd spent the morning on a failed quest to find picture frames for some new art I had ordered. After feeling the success of hanging those pictures last weekend, I finally purchased three prints we'd been looking at online for over a year. I figured we could get them, get frames and hang them yesterday and feel a continued sense of accomplishment over it.
Instead, it seems the 3 different sizes we ordered are impossible sizes to find frames for. In most cases, we found frames that were one size off of what we needed, either bigger or smaller. Very frustrating. I'd be fine with just getting them all framed. And we have this chick at our Michaels whose worked with us on several others we'd had framed since moving here. We really like working with her. Trouble is that framing has gotten SO expensive.
When I moved into my first Boystown apartment I had a few prints framed. I do not remember it costing more than a hundred or two hundred some dollars. I wouldn't have spent crazy money on it because I was broke at the time. These days it seems getting something framed starts at about $400 and only goes up in cost. We got a print/painting of The Court of Two Sisters framed and it cost us a thousand dollars. Granted, it was a large print and probably too large for where we put it, but still. And the lady that helps us is always commenting on our expensive tastes, because we are always picking the priciest frame samples to look at.
But, I am not sure what choice we are going to have since we've had no luck at Michaels, Hobby Lobby and At Home. I looked on Amazon too, but the only frames I saw were basic black. So much for getting this project done this weekend.
We do need to start moving our asses on projects. Since the Sparrow's family is coming in April I wanted to get *something* done around here. We are a bit hindered in a few things because it all requires spending money to start. The office being the main thing, as we need to get new desks. I found one of those mechanical desk frames that raises and lowers on Amazon that I liked. I am thinking such a thing would be useful, so I don't have to sit on my ass all day every day. It takes its toll and only prolongs my sciatica issues. But, with all the money going towards the mortgage I often cripple our ability to spend much anywhere else every month.
I think we are going to the antique mall today. I am fine with that, though I wish it wasn't such a drive to get there. We'll probably be home by 1:00 and on the couch by 1:15. I want to seize the day when it comes to the weekends, but it feels so good to do nothing most of the time. The weather isn't helping. I cannot even remember the last time I saw the sun. And it's been raining for days. I don't mind winter. I don't mind snow or cold. I love the seasons and all they have to offer. I am just asking for an hour of sunlight. I need a recharge. Rain and gloom, I love it in October. I am over it in January.
With the weather being so mild we should be planting spinach and lettuce. Another damn thing we should have prepared for already. I'd wanted to top the beds off in fall. It never happened and the soil levels have dropped in all of them by five or six inches.
So much to do, so little motivation.
Apparently the business model has been successful, because they've adopted 380+ cats in two years. It seems like a novel concept. I have heard of cat cafes in Japan, but I think those places are just shops with cats you sit around, not an adoption thing.
The cats were mostly very playful, with a shy couple tossed in. We had to share our time with this woman and her two (loud) little girls. As well as some goth chick who showed up and looked like she'd rather be dead than in the place. Later it seemed this girl's date showed up. He was a flabby, bumbling thing. I figured it was a date because he was asking her all kinds of questions that could be inferred as first-time-meeting questions.
In the end, the little girls weren't as horrible as we feared they'd be. Though the younger of the two definitely had that attitude a lot of women today do. Where they think everyone around them needs to bow before them. And her mother kept complimenting her own how nice she was being with the cats, which got annoying because she was talking to the little girl like she was slow. The Sparrow chalked it up to the mom just wanting to reinforce positive behavior.
Before that we'd spent the morning on a failed quest to find picture frames for some new art I had ordered. After feeling the success of hanging those pictures last weekend, I finally purchased three prints we'd been looking at online for over a year. I figured we could get them, get frames and hang them yesterday and feel a continued sense of accomplishment over it.
Instead, it seems the 3 different sizes we ordered are impossible sizes to find frames for. In most cases, we found frames that were one size off of what we needed, either bigger or smaller. Very frustrating. I'd be fine with just getting them all framed. And we have this chick at our Michaels whose worked with us on several others we'd had framed since moving here. We really like working with her. Trouble is that framing has gotten SO expensive.
When I moved into my first Boystown apartment I had a few prints framed. I do not remember it costing more than a hundred or two hundred some dollars. I wouldn't have spent crazy money on it because I was broke at the time. These days it seems getting something framed starts at about $400 and only goes up in cost. We got a print/painting of The Court of Two Sisters framed and it cost us a thousand dollars. Granted, it was a large print and probably too large for where we put it, but still. And the lady that helps us is always commenting on our expensive tastes, because we are always picking the priciest frame samples to look at.
But, I am not sure what choice we are going to have since we've had no luck at Michaels, Hobby Lobby and At Home. I looked on Amazon too, but the only frames I saw were basic black. So much for getting this project done this weekend.
We do need to start moving our asses on projects. Since the Sparrow's family is coming in April I wanted to get *something* done around here. We are a bit hindered in a few things because it all requires spending money to start. The office being the main thing, as we need to get new desks. I found one of those mechanical desk frames that raises and lowers on Amazon that I liked. I am thinking such a thing would be useful, so I don't have to sit on my ass all day every day. It takes its toll and only prolongs my sciatica issues. But, with all the money going towards the mortgage I often cripple our ability to spend much anywhere else every month.
I think we are going to the antique mall today. I am fine with that, though I wish it wasn't such a drive to get there. We'll probably be home by 1:00 and on the couch by 1:15. I want to seize the day when it comes to the weekends, but it feels so good to do nothing most of the time. The weather isn't helping. I cannot even remember the last time I saw the sun. And it's been raining for days. I don't mind winter. I don't mind snow or cold. I love the seasons and all they have to offer. I am just asking for an hour of sunlight. I need a recharge. Rain and gloom, I love it in October. I am over it in January.
With the weather being so mild we should be planting spinach and lettuce. Another damn thing we should have prepared for already. I'd wanted to top the beds off in fall. It never happened and the soil levels have dropped in all of them by five or six inches.
So much to do, so little motivation.