lunes, 7 de octubre de 2013

Family Portrait

Among feeding the cats, watering the plants, pseudo-meditating (try to meditate with two cats wondering "how come you are not moving" ) and drinking freshly made banana smoothie, I dedicate a good chunk of my morning routine to spy on other people's lives via Facebook and Instagram.  I've been feeling slightly tormented (not really) lately with the realization that my life is not -for lack of a better word- normal.

According to the "master plan" (a plan created by who knows who where we all have to act properly and be nice and have many kids and over populate the world and have a nice house with a labrador and a white picket fence) and Facebook I've reached the age where I'm supposed to be raising a family of three while having a full time job, keeping a beautiful figure and mastering exceptional cooking skills.....sure! Somehow my master plan probably got lost in translation and instead of raising human babies I'm sharing my life with two hairy beasts of the feline type, my figure is somehow acceptable and my cooking skills are limited to cereal with milk and grilled cheese sandwiches. I am a disgrace to the master plan.

So what shall a girl like me -with a not so ordinary life- do when panic strikes (nah!) and the unavoidable thought of failure to society dominates one's head? Call CoCo of course for a family portrait session with my adopted four legged offsprings! (My loser level just went up a notch).

Happy Tuesday everyone, I wish you all lots of love and blessings!

"You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them"
Desmond Tutu

American Apparel pants, Vintage shirt, BCBG head piece, adopted black and white cat, the other fatso invaded my house ten years ago. Now I'm a guest in his house. Namaste Cat.