My Birthday...and more proof of me being ridiculous

 Happy birthday to me! I had a really awesome day and made two kinds of cake to share with everyone I could find. I like baking and making people smile, so that was kinda my gift to me. Either way though, I had a really awesome day and wanted to explain that I wasn't here yesterday because I was baking my cakes. I made a chocolate sponge cake that I sandwiched with whipped cream and raspberry jam, plus a butterkuchen, which is a fun yeast cake that I've made a few times. My brother, who works at our local invasive weed control board, once took some to work and came back to report that he's not doing that again because his boss kept calling is the 'butt cushion cake' and therefore he was retracting her permission to have some. Since I haven't made it much, I didn't bother arguing. 

I'm kinda tired after everything and I have a ton of stuff to do over the next couple days--including getting a start on a mountain of research I've been avoiding for a while, which might show up some here too--so I'm going to let myself be lazy about this and just post a meme I came across a long time ago that makes me giggle and is birthday themed. 

This particular version came from Reddit, which I kinda try to avoid because I've got enough rabbitholes to get lost down, I don't need more, but it's originally from Tumblr, so I don't really know how to cite it. 

Either way though, I hope it made you laugh and I'll see you again soon. 

1828 Websters Dictionary Definition of a Cat

 I feel the need to apologize for things again. I didn't mean to disappear for two weeks, but it was a mental health thing. Part of depression that people tend to overlook, but is really annoying, is the apathy side. Apathy doesn't mean I don't care about things, it means I don't have the energy to care about things enough to do anything about it, and it makes everything about 20x harder. When I start feeling that more than usual, I have to start picking my battles. I like this blog, but I want to do the posts when I care because otherwise I lower my standards for posts and that just makes me feel worse in the end. Hopefully, I'll continue feeling better and be back again for a while. 

This is going to be the last post for a bit about cats. I love my kittens, but I'm not going to go into the others right now. This though...is an amusing end to it all. 

In 1828, Webster released a dictionary with a very interesting definition of a cat, which I actually can't disagree with much. This is taken straight from the Websters 1828 site. They claim to have copied it exactly, and it matches the quote I heard about them along with several other sites that claim to have gotten it from other sources, so I'm going to be lazy and just leave it at that. 

CAT, noun

1. A name applied to certain species of carnivorous quadrupeds, of the genus Felis. The domestic cat needs no description. It is a deceitful animal, and when enraged, extremely spiteful. It is kept in houses, chiefly for the purpose of catching rats and mice. The wild cat is much larger than the domestic cat. It is a strong, ferocious animal, living in the forest, and very destructive to poultry and lambs.

The wild cat of Europe is of the same species with the domestic cat; the catamount, of noun America, is much larger and a distinct species.

It is a deceitful animal, and when enraged, extremely spiteful? Wow. Someone annoyed their cat. Or maybe they're jealous because their wife likes their cat more than them. 

Also, wild cat is larger than the domestic cat, but the same species? Hunh? 

Either way though, I'll leave this here and you can all rush off to reassure your magnanimous, fluffy, overlords that you adore them entirely and don't agree with the meanie. Even if you maybe do a bit. Not that you'll tell them that.