What a beautiful night. It’s just after 9 here, but there’s still a little bit of light outside, and the horizon is painted a mix of pink, red, orange and purple. The oak trees outside my window are gently swaying in a soft breeze, and it all makes me feel very…small.
Sunsets like these remind me that there are other things in the world much bigger than us.
Hi, friend. How are you doing tonight? I hope all is well. I don’t exactly know what to say or how to thank you for the comments you’ve left on the blog over the past few days. I’ve cried a bunch of times re-reading them, but they’ve all been good tears.
I still feel a little shaky, but I feel better than I did last week.
Believe it or not, one of the most therapeutic things you can do when you’re not feeling your best is take your cat for a walk.
Wait — here me out! It’s not as weird as it sounds (okay, maybe it is).
Who is Tabs the Cat? About four years ago I befriended a stray, flea-bitten tabby cat with a bad case of worms. I could see he’d fallen on hard times, but his profound knowledge of high fashion and department store cosmetics led me to believe that he was more than meets the eye. We became fast friends, and now he’s actually my boss (and a successful kitty model).
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,
P.S. For more of America’s huskiest diva kitty supermodel/actor, check out the archives here.