Out on a Limb

This week has been one for blog randomness...I'll focus more on planning details next week - I promise! There's lots to share about venues, dressing the maids, and dressing the moms, as well as deets about how we met, the proposal, and the all-important ring story. I've got a lot of ground to cover to get us through the next few months to W-Day!

Today I'll finish the week with a family story about nesting. You've already met Ollie, the seven pounds of snuggly sunshine we spoil with affection. Isn't he so sweet?

Ollie acts more like a doting puppy than a indifferent feline in all ways but one. He is a brat cat when it comes to toys and playthings. The most glaring example? Mr. PS loves to rub it in that Ollie prefers a cardboard box to an designer bed.

Did you notice there's a beanie baby dog in the $100 Hepper pod? And the box is from Trader Joe's...for free. Ugh.

Ollie doesn't venture outdoors, so he's limited to what's inside for comfort and stimulation. He's been oversleeping and doesn't have a high place to call his own except for the window sill. I've been looking for many, many months for a cat climber that combines functionality with pleasing aesthetics. The Hepper was a step in a direction that failed to appeal to my furry friend.

Guess what happened yesterday? I found it! Here's a photo montage of how it went down.

white glove inspection

quality check for durability

not sold...yet

hmmmm, cardboard box - this is more to my liking

a few treats of bribery did the trick for a moment

I really, really dislike the look of traditional cat trees. The carpet and sisal sends shivers of cringes down my spine. I would have preferred the stacking cubes or even the natural beauty featured in Martha Stewart magazine. How cool are these?

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I'm finally understanding that it's not about me on this one. If Ollie doesn't take to it, it's useless no matter how pretty it is. I learned the hard way with the Hepper pod, so carpet and sisal it is. At least it blends with the wall and curtains!

Everyone wins today, Ollie played himself to sleep...

And with that, I'd love to hear about your fur children and the ways you choose to spoil them. Do you have your own Hepper-like story, or do you hit home runs after a pet store purchase?

Happy weekend!

** all personal photos unless otherwise noted **

Meet the Sequins

Hello internet, I’d first like to introduce you to my amazing fiancé. A self-proclaimed surf junkie, Mr. PS feels most at home in the water. While on vacay, locals and tourists alike are impressed with his ability. Check him out at his favorite surf spot, Cabo:

He’s been surfing for almost 25 years and has at least 50 more in him! That would put him over 90 years old, and I know he'll get there because longevity runs in his family.  When he’s not on a surfboard or planning his next warm water trip, Mr. PS loves Cowboys football, poker with the boys and a good round of golf. Fun facts: 1) he’s never made the pilgrimage to Hawaii and 2) although he’s never owned a dog, he has a strange affinity for all things beagle.  He says it’s because a beagle won ‘Best in Show’ and I say it’s a little weird. We all have our quirks, I guess.

This one’s for Mr. PS:

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The next member of our family is our fuzzy feline friend Ollie the Cat. He loves to sleep, eat breakfast at 6am, and snuggle. We have thousands of photos of this looker, and it goes without saying that he is VERY spoiled. He also is a very terrible at hiding...

Last but not least, there’s me, pink sequins. I’m learning to embrace my true spirit as girly girl after previous careers in the Navy and consulting for the federal government. 

My favorite hobby is sleep, which makes me an obvious choice as Ollie’s snuggle buddy.  I grew up an introvert in extrovert clothing and now allow myself to prefer a good read on the Kindle over a social night out. I’m over-analytical, which is great for researching and compiling information but less so for decision making -- hence the reason wedding planning is such an overwhelming task for me. Thank goodness for Mr. S! He makes decisions when I cannot and takes wedding tasks off my list with a cheerful heart.  I’m a lucky girl! He also has the patience of a saint...teaching me to surf is no picnic, but at least I look the part :)

Now that you’ve gotten to know us a little better, let’s get to know you. Who do you regard as your “family” and what makes them especially dear to you? 


* all photos personal unless otherwise attributed *