Absence of Cute


It seems that I just can't spend an evening la-ti-dah-ing around, watching TV and otherwise being lazy. So last week I started mindlessly cutting out cats from the old pages of a daily calender. It scared me that I may have become that crazy cat lady who cuts out cats. But then I put discarded leftovers on the coffee table and it all jumped out at me. I was cutting the cats out of these horrible poses and props. I was freeing them. Live your free lives, little kitties! So I tossed the cats and kept the rest. And glued it all down last night. Finished...now I just need to find a nice piece of glass to keep it 'good'.