This was yet another frazzle dazzle day
I had school all day until 5 and had to get to a store, across town, before it closed at 6 to pick up supplies for my practicum, because it was immediately after school the next day on Monday and there was not an iota of time in between.
It was National Cherish an Antique Day.
I was wiped and the last thing I wanted to do was go find an antique to cherish. Everything is closed or closed earlier than school let out because it was Sunday and because Vancouver is the city that most definitely sleeps.
After rushing about to buy a bunch of art supplies for recovering alcoholics, I got home and had to figure out what to do to celebrate. I am somewhat of an antique aficionado, but have nothing of that nature here in Van city to ‘cherish’.
Then I saw this playful foolish ceramic cat that I bought at a thrift store sitting on our bar cart and decided to assume it an antique.
Isn’t it sweet? I feel like whatever kind of cat this is the feline equivalent to Herman.
It has no MADE IN CHINA insignia on it and it seems old so I think I’m in the clear. Chill, Antique Police.
Also, through my Instagram perusing of all the #nationalcherishanantiqueday posts, I stumbled upon the woman that actually registered the holiday.
It was like meeting a celebrity. Except I didn’t meet her.
In fact she didn’t even respond when I told her that she was awesome for creating a national holiday.
So maybe it was more like seeing one of the cast from Jersey Shore get in a cab from across the street. They are all total d-bags, so I hear.