You guys, I do not make stuff up. I wish what I wrote here was fiction, but it is not.
I guess the Cast-Iron Cat is not life sized - but it is close. Close enough for blog truth. Close enough in spirit for sure.
Showing posts with label ceramic cat of many colors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ceramic cat of many colors. Show all posts
Friday, December 26, 2014
In which we see the Ceramic Cat of Many Colors, the Cast-Iron Cat, and a real cat
You guys, I do not make stuff up. I wish what I wrote here was fiction, but it is not.
I guess the Cast-Iron Cat is not life sized - but it is close. Close enough for blog truth. Close enough in spirit for sure.
Thursday, December 25, 2014
In which Primo and I discuss the Ceramic Cat of Many Colors
Primo: Here. Read the card from my parents.
Me: Fine. [I read.] There. Done.
Primo: See? It wasn't bad. They didn't write anything in it. Now you're done.
Me: OK. And I know your mom just wants to do something nice, but....
[I am reading this post on Captain Awkward and am thinking, "I am not alone!" It's not me! I am not the bizarre one here. You wonder why I write about this stuff? It's as I said to my mom, who suggested that perhaps I need to let Sly and Doris go - I need to be validated. My mom has never dealt with people like this. I would not have believed there were people like that until I had met Sly and Doris. I, to my regret, may even not have believed other people dealing with people like this. I may have thought, "Surely this person is somehow complicit! Nobody could be that bad!"
But when you mix alcohol with meanness - Sly's, then there can be trouble.
I just want to know that there are bizarre people out there and it's not my fault. If it is my fault, I need to know what I am doing wrong. I talked to my sister and said, "It's not that I am obsessed with this - it's just like passing a wreck on the highway. You want to turn to the person next to you and say, "Holy smoke! Can you believe that?" and have that person agree with you that it's a mess.]
Primo: She does! When I was there earlier this month, she even said, "I know you don't want any trinket-type things."
Me: So she sends us one!
Primo: But it's a cat! And we love cats! So there is a cat exception!
Me: Fine. [I read.] There. Done.
Primo: See? It wasn't bad. They didn't write anything in it. Now you're done.
Me: OK. And I know your mom just wants to do something nice, but....
[I am reading this post on Captain Awkward and am thinking, "I am not alone!" It's not me! I am not the bizarre one here. You wonder why I write about this stuff? It's as I said to my mom, who suggested that perhaps I need to let Sly and Doris go - I need to be validated. My mom has never dealt with people like this. I would not have believed there were people like that until I had met Sly and Doris. I, to my regret, may even not have believed other people dealing with people like this. I may have thought, "Surely this person is somehow complicit! Nobody could be that bad!"
But when you mix alcohol with meanness - Sly's, then there can be trouble.
I just want to know that there are bizarre people out there and it's not my fault. If it is my fault, I need to know what I am doing wrong. I talked to my sister and said, "It's not that I am obsessed with this - it's just like passing a wreck on the highway. You want to turn to the person next to you and say, "Holy smoke! Can you believe that?" and have that person agree with you that it's a mess.]
Primo: She does! When I was there earlier this month, she even said, "I know you don't want any trinket-type things."
Me: So she sends us one!
Primo: But it's a cat! And we love cats! So there is a cat exception!
In which Doris gets us a colorful ceramic cat to go with the cast-iron cat
Not making this up. But at least it is not as big as the cast-iron cat, which is life sized.
The coup de grace: it is from her, Sly, and Primo's dead sister Nancy.
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