Cat Lady Status: The Beginning


You guys. I’m obsessed with my cats. If you haven’t seen them yet, check out my photography blog where I shared photos of them last month before beginning my campaign for find new homes. My babies are outdoor kitties – they were born in one of our stalls & I instantly fell in love . Naturally, they have become quite familiar with the property & enjoy exploring. They particularly like to visit the goats & use their pen as a giant litter box. It’s pretty adorable. But honestly, I think our relationship has reached the stage in which the term “cat lady” can be used freely. And these are my reasons why.

1. I think about them all the time. Most of it is wondering what they’re doing, if they’re comfortable, if they have enough food to eat. Whether or not they’ve ventured too far away and won’t be able to find their way home. If they’ve gotten hurt. 

2. I miss them the second they leave my sight. Even if we’re playing a game of chase the baling twine in the barn and they happen to run behind my legs – in that split second I can’t see them – seriously. It’s bad. 

3. I’ve smuggled them into the house just so I can snuggle with them. Cats aren’t allowed indoors…but my kittens aren’t just ANY joe-schmoe cats. They are three of the most adorable creatures that have ever lived. And they love snuggle time. Take that all you  tumblrs filled with adorable animal photos and GIFs. I don’t need you.   

4. I’m writing this post. 

5. Nearly all of my photos on my phone are of them. I look at them all the time. And I share them openly with my friends like a woman new to motherhood. Because babies are freaking cute, everyone. And we must look at them. All. The. Time. I’m so glad babies exist. All babies. Baby humans, baby animals. All babies are cute.

6. Look. At. Them.


Meet Cheese.  She loves to cuddle & is very mild-tempered. Not even Jack, our blue heeler, bothers her. Her favorite activity besides cuddling & sun bathing is following behind you wherever you go like a little shadow. Look at her itty-bitty paws! Eeeek!
Paws of Cheese


This is my sweet Turk.
His full name is Turkleton (after Donald Faison’s character on Scrubs – enjoy the clip).

He’s my adventure kitty. He loves to explore, climb, & jump, And he loves playing with baling twine. His favorite place to be is on my shoulders, cuddling with his mama. My heart gushes over just how stinking cute he is.

Turk & Pumpkins

And this…this is Octavia. Isn’t she gorgeous? I’ve kept her a bit of a secret because  she was one I planned on keeping from the start. She’s scared of everything. And is very picky about when cuddling is something she’s on board with. A lot of the time it’s not. But the boyfriend loves her. And so she definitely shall be his cat. At least she lets me take photos of her. Octavia

I should probably get a cat sweater soon. The End.


Anberlin: 2013 Vital Tour


01 March 2013

I have been waiting years to see Anberlin live. And a few months ago when I saw they were coming to Portland I shared the good news with Jered immediately & he declared it to be a late two-year anniversary present for us. Isn’t he the best? Always making my life dreams come true, he is.

Their newest album Vital is by far my favorite from them. Though, really, their previous albums are all fantastic. Since Jered bought us the tickets, I bought us the album & from the very first listen through I knew I was madly in love. Seriously, give them a listen. They remind me of other alt rock bands I love, but at the same time no one else sounds like them. Anberlin has their own unique sound. No one else sings like Stephen Christian or plays like Joseph Milligan. Every member is so talented – and seeing them all live was nothing short of beautiful.

Well, no surprise – they put on an amazing show & it was more than worth the wait. The best aspect of the whole night was the venue – the Hawthorne Theatre. With its classic Portland charm the whole performance was much more intimate compared to a giant stadium concert. It was a gathering of one hundred mutually enthralled fans rather than a few thousand complete strangers. 

A few attempts near the front were made to start a mosh pit, but the agoraphobic in me stayed safely in the back to prevent any sort of unnecessary thrashing. Sadly, my energy level was not anywhere near where I foresaw it being. I yawned. On multiple occasions. But on the inside I was so excited. I just couldn’t express it to the best of my abilities. This means I simply need to see them again. 

I only took these two shots because my little Nikon doesn’t do well in low light settings & the shutter speed struggles to keep up with even the most slow-moving objects. The humorous part – I was the only person taking photos with a camera. Phoneography is upon us…sigh.



Day 97: Keep Portland Weird


Day 97. April 06, 2012

There are far too many things I love about Portland for me to list them all here. But what I love most is the ability to make my way into the city without the slightest clue of what I want to do and spend an entire day exploring. Jered came home with me for Easter weekend (it’s finally here!) and I knew I wanted to spend our Friday among the weirdness and beauty of Portland. So in preparing for the weekend I asked my dear friend Kristina if she wanted to join us seeing as how the three of us have not spent any time together. We hopped on the Max for traffic free transportation and enjoyed the lengthy trip into the heart of Downtown.  Continue reading