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May. 25th, 2008 09:34 amFirst off, Happy Birthday ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thorne_scratch! May this year be filled with laughter and cheap gas.
Secondly, I got to meet the mews!!mewsrissicat!soranokumo!mewschangeling! mewsgryphoncat! The fabulousness cannot be contained, I tell you. Everyone was just as fantastic as I thought they would be. (And my bar was set pretty high) The Mews certainly lived up to their name, and I think we found every cat within city limits. In the time it took me to go, 'oh hey, it's a cat,' mewsgryphoncat could tell you the sex of the cat, the status of the kittens and that the cat was a returning surgeon who was injured in Afghanistan just looking for lodgings.
We saw some of the biggest baskets in the world. Some of them just sitting there besides someone's house. And everywhere you go, it's all basket mania. I apologize to the basket-lovers out there, but I must say, I DON'T GET IT. I mean, sure, you want a pretty basket, it's a pretty basket...but this town had basket shoe charms, basket birdfeeders, basket t-shirts....and a scrapbook store that sold pretty much nothing but die cuts about baskets.
At dinner we also ended up eating one of the waitress's personal pies for her family reunion, instead of one of the actual desserts for sale. Oops.
And for the mews, I leave you with....this.
thorne_scratch! May this year be filled with laughter and cheap gas. Secondly, I got to meet the mews!!
mewsrissicat!soranokumo!mewschangeling! mewsgryphoncat! The fabulousness cannot be contained, I tell you. Everyone was just as fantastic as I thought they would be. (And my bar was set pretty high) The Mews certainly lived up to their name, and I think we found every cat within city limits. In the time it took me to go, 'oh hey, it's a cat,' mewsgryphoncat could tell you the sex of the cat, the status of the kittens and that the cat was a returning surgeon who was injured in Afghanistan just looking for lodgings. We saw some of the biggest baskets in the world. Some of them just sitting there besides someone's house. And everywhere you go, it's all basket mania. I apologize to the basket-lovers out there, but I must say, I DON'T GET IT. I mean, sure, you want a pretty basket, it's a pretty basket...but this town had basket shoe charms, basket birdfeeders, basket t-shirts....and a scrapbook store that sold pretty much nothing but die cuts about baskets.
At dinner we also ended up eating one of the waitress's personal pies for her family reunion, instead of one of the actual desserts for sale. Oops.
And for the mews, I leave you with....this.
