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Today’s outfit got several different reactions. The girls at work all thought it was cute and fun. One of the guys at work asked why I was going for the “old lady” look, and finally my boyfriend asked why I was dressed like a grandma. Don’t boys know anything?! I wore this because it is cute obviously. It’s cold outside, this is a sweater, it just happens to have a cat on it, which I also happen to like cats! 

Anyways I don’t care what boys think because they clearly know nothing about fashion. I got this sweater from who else but Maison Jules at Macy’s, and just look how cute it is! I paired it with a denim collard button up with the cuffs out of the ends of the sleeves, black skinnies (which you can find here also from Maison Jules which are SOO comfy), low heeled brown boots, and topped it off with a double strand of pearls. Yes I agree it is old fashioned but it doesn’t make it any less cute! Check it out…

  
Channel you’re inner cat lady! Stay warm everyone!
PS- update on NANOWRIMO… I got behind because I got home late yesterday from a family matter, but don’t worry! I’m almost caught up. I think I should be at 5,000 words and I’m at 3,335 which is exactly two days. So since it’s day three I can split today’s words into two and be totally caught up by Thursday… Well that’s the plan so we will see! 

A Tragic Short- Bat the Tragic Cat

My best friend’s family has had Bat the Cat ever since I met her 14 years ago. He was always around for amusement when we were there, showing himself off in provocative poses. He would lean his overweight self back and stare at us knowing deep down he was sexy. Watch out JT for Bat is bringing Sexy Cat. I started to notice that Bat had quite a thing for me. Whenever I’d spend the night he would find his way over to me and cuddle up at my legs. It was cozy until my legs went to sleep under his weight.
Over the years Bat lived on as normal, however like most, getting old took a toll on his body. At the age of 14 he never looked younger. He lost so much weight you would swear he was a kitten again. He was quite spry for an old man, always keeping up on his cat duties. But as time went on, Bat slowed down.
We knew it must be coming to an end as Bat started to lose control over his body. I awoke to a tragic text from my best friend one recent morning: IMG_1991.PNG
Although awful, part of me and I know my best friend laughed. Typical Bat. Squeezing every last bit of his youth out, literally. On September 26, 2014 Bat, or to be more formal Batrick, left this world behind. So here is to you Bat, thanks for all the laughs and times we cuddled. RIP.

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