I found it. What could possibly be the most perfect birthday present in book form ever for moi (excluding the next Outlander-Gabaldon book which comes out sometime in 2009!)
How did I discover such a remarkable find? So, while checking my hotmail and perusing the msn.com site there was a link promising to tell-all about dating a bald man. Understandably, this is a criticial article for me to read. *insert sarcasm wink here* You can't tell me that none of you would want to read about the joy of stroking a newly shaved bald head on your honey-bunches (if he were in fact bald.) (If you are tempted -- who wouldn't be??-- sneak a peek and click here.)
So, how did I go from the praise of bald men to the wonderful book I so covet that has nothing to do with lack of hair or even men? At the end of the article, the author and her credentials are listed:
Nina Malkin is the author of An Unlikely Cat Lady: Feral Adventures in the Backyard Jungle.
Of course, I immediately googled this book. (The beauty of google.) Anyone who has a thing for baldies AND cats, is A++ in my book.
Anyways, the book, An Unlikely Cat Lady: Feral Adventures in the Backyard Jungle, sounds hilarious. (If you click on the link, google provides excellent info on the book.) And not only does the cover feature a black-and-white cat that looks close enough to my own black-and-white cat, Elwood, which in of itself is often reason enough for me to make a purchase (Hmmm.) BUT the book is about a woman who deals with the judgement of being a Cat Lady (when in all honesty and from what I have read so far) she is... though, (and what makes me excited) is she isn't the stereotypical Cat Lady. I bet when I read the book I will discover she's really cool and funny and compassionate and my own insecurities of being dubbed a cat lady will be eased.
I will probably buy it for myself tonight (or tomorrow night) on amazon.com, so any hint that it would be an actual birthday present from one of my darling friends is just a clever way for me to remind you my birthday is coming up in like 53 days or so. (For those too lazy to count on a calendar - I don't blame you - it's August 28th and I will be 28!)
Not so sure I can wait 53 days read about feral cats invading one's backyard.
Maybe I probably will buy it "as a present from Elwood." Hmm. That might be a supportive evidence that I am, in fact, a Cat Lady. Athough according to a popular belief amongst good friends, further evidence is not really required.
[I hope no one is disappointed that this post was mostly about my cat lady rep (reason #57) and not about a bald birthday stripper or something scandalous.]
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