Yesterday was a great day, despite the fact that it rained off and on all day. Isaac still had soccer and he played really well.
Then I met his dad at our exchange spot and Isaac was off to his Dad's without any drama. Five minutes later my friend Selena met me and we headed to Anthropologie. I tried on a really gorgeous and flattering sundress, but even with my paycheck freshly deposited in my bank account I couldn't justify the price. (And it was on clearance!!!! That store sucks). Then we parked our cars and headed into the city.
Our plan was to meet up with Becca and Jami and head to the
Art Star Bazaar (which is pretty much like Etsy threw up all over Penn's Landing).. Almost as soon as we met up with Becca she got a call that the alarm at the house she just bought was going off, so we piled in her mini-cooper and headed over to Fishtown. Fortuneatly, it was a false alarm. seemingly tripped for no reason. We got to see the amazing home that she and Stephen have purchased and is in the middle of renovations. It was amazing. Becca showed us around a little. There had been men there earlier that morning putting in central air and all new ducts and the place is still kind of a mess but it is easy to imagine what the house will look like when it's all fixed up.
While we were there we heard a sad little meowing. It took us forever to pin point where it was coming from, but we discovered a little cat was trapped in under the floorboards and was crying right by the newly installed duct. We spent the next few hours trying to rescue her and we discovered that she was ridiculously friendly. We could see her and touch her but we couldn't make a space between the duct and the floorboards wide enough for her to crawl through. She was super friendly though and was purring and trying to play with us even though she was trapped. Here's a picture:

You can see the cat peeking out in the space we made from bending the duct back (and by bending, I mean hammered repeatedly and used a piece of random wood to push in on itself). Then Becca had the great idea to put a piece of carpet near the opening so that he could put his claws on it and hoist himself out which worked.
We decided to go out and get the cat some food and then call the SPCA. And wouldn't you know as soon as we walked out of the house we saw two signs on nearby telephones looking for a lost orange cat. We called the number and one of Becca's neighbor's came running around the corner almost in tears. Turns out the cat's name was fire and it has been missing since mother's day. The woman said she had gone to her aunt's funeral the day before and prayed to her that she would somehow help her find the missing cat. So, I think it was her aunt that tripped the alarm. Creepyish, but there is no other explanation really.
Anyways, we grabbed some lunch at the Rocket Cat Cafe and then decided there was still time to head over to Art Star. I ended up buying one of these scarves (the seeds and pebbles circle design on purple jersey-- so cute!). Then we headed back to Becca's for a while and then finally we to Grace's Tavern where we got some dinner before catching a train home. Sadly, got caught in a monsoon and so it took quite a bit of time to drive home. Overall, it was a lovely little Saturday.
How was your weekend?
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