Today I felt like a child of divorced parents. First, my mom wanted me to go father-birthday shopping which basically meant Big & Tall section of Kohl’s and then later my dad wanted to go get Harry Potter Part 1 Ending at Target because I’m starting to think he either has a movie fetish or he’s a movie hoarder – but that’s a whole other blog. So, I went on two mini-car trips and got myself a few things, including a watermelon-colored cactus – known as a moon cactus that reminds me of the Great Barrier Reef and therefore, I’m obsessed with it. I’ve been petting its’ smooth parts.
That made me sound like I have a cactus fetish – hah. My cat was pure evil today because he gets really territorial (anyone have any solutions to this) and I was cleaning out our room today (aka my devastating closet) and he got territorial. Obviously, he doesn’t realize that I don’t clean for ANYONE, and that he should thank me because I’m a woman… cleaning. So, I learned today that you can actually water cacti and that my cat is masogynist. (I put masochist there and I was like…that doesn’t look right and then I started to google “word for man who..” and “word for man who hates women” was one of the first five results in the scroll down bar. That’s a sad fact of todays’ google.
Without further adieu or rambling: HERE is my beautiful cactus: (yes, I took artsy-fartsy pictures of my cactus)…
Stay tuned for the naming of the cactus. (It will obviously start with N, because we’re going to be festive).