CAT-astrophe
Late last night, I was sitting at my computer, minding my own business (i.e., watching Season 2 of Doctor Who on Netflix) when a cat came up and rubbed itself against my leg. I think my reaction—shrieking at the top of my lungs and knocking over my chair—is completely explained by the fact that we do not have a cat. And the fact that I am a touch high-strung.
Hopefully the ensuing yells, yowls and high-speed chase through the house will teach my roommate not to leave the screen door wide open when there are inquisitive cats prowling in the neighborhood.
In other news, that same roommate made this delicious peach-and-crème-fraîche pie for our friend Denice’s birthday celebration yesterday, and when everyone had gone home there was still over half a pie left!
Which is why all I had to eat yesterday was brunch (at Pago in SLC) and pie. And more pie. Pie pie pie pie pie PIE. Which is why I feel extra-specially fantastic today, I’m sure.
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August 10th, 2009 at 11:03 am
How dare you post a picture of that delicious pie, that is unless your roommate will make me one for my birthday as well ;)
August 10th, 2009 at 11:17 am
I was just trying to air the house out. But you’re correct, I shan’t anymore.
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August 10th, 2009 at 11:19 am
Stephanie, let’s have another joint birthday party! I nominate Craig and Tonia to cater it. What do you say?
August 10th, 2009 at 4:16 pm
Brilliant idea. I was thinking the very same thing today as the vacation schedule came around to me. Let’s mark our days tomorrow!
August 11th, 2009 at 6:01 pm
can I have some?
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August 11th, 2009 at 6:37 pm
Jendar, unfortunately, this current batch is gone. But the next time you’re in SLC, let me know, and we can arrange to have some for you. :)
August 15th, 2009 at 7:23 am
Ah yes, the dreaded problem of Craigs leaving doors open to air out the place. :)
A few months back, while holding a laundry bag, I stopped in my door to talk to my neighbor on our common porch, when a neighborhood cat jumped and ran past me into my kitchen and then proceeded to take a tour of my whole apartment.
While I have no problem with cats, I had no idea what this one could have brought in on it, so, yeah, I freaked out a little bit.
Moral of this story: never talk to your neighbors.
August 19th, 2009 at 8:57 am
Lol That would be freaky!!! But, way to go on the pie, that makes up for the door left open.
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August 21st, 2009 at 7:50 am
I had to laugh at your post. I guess that I am used to a cat being in the house because I own one. Most likely, I would freak if one appeared like that one did. Thanks for the laugh, even if you weren’t laughing at the time! :)
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September 1st, 2009 at 12:20 pm
I would love some of that pie.
Also, enjoying the comments about working as a patron services representative. Since you call them “patrons” I’m pretty sure where you are. :-)