{ family portrait :: the sams from Heather Landis }  { medusa from A Journey Round My Skull }

Meow meow, kitty-kitties.  I hope you had a red, white and blue-tiful weekend (for those of you residing in the good ol’ US of A, at least) and are transitioning into yet another hot ‘n’ sweaty summer week.  Brian and I actually let our patriotism fall a little by the wayside  this weekend — may our forefathers forgive us — as our ears filled with the distant sounds of wedding bells and our minds wandered over every possible detail (seemingly) of a garden ceremony and starlit reception, replete with every charm expected of an Ozark Mountain romance (how’s that for a theme, grandma!), including, but not limited to apple and pecan cup-pies, antler chandeliers (I’ll explain this one later), assorted vintage textiles, and minty, fruit-filled cocktails.  Not to mention a color pallet to make a blind man swoon!  Imagine: Bone, Peanut Brittle, Tin Roof, Bluebell, Seafoam, and Dirt Clod (I cannot be bothered with boring color names.)  Yes, my pretty kitties, in addition to settling on a venue, we have set our hearts on a date.  September 3rd, 2011.  Whew!  Now that that’s off my chest, we can get down to the important stuff.  My zealous campaign for a birthday cat!  A cat, with a bow on it, presented to me, on my 24th birthday.  Make it happen, people.  I’ve already picked out a name for her.  Are you ready?  KITTY COURIC!  I. am. so. good.