Librarian Cat

A quaint little corner of the universe named after my cat where I post about books, life, and everything else.

Where I work

Apparently, where I work is no longer a library but a corporation. Maybe instead of focusing on putting patrons on hold and how we answer the phone, the library should be looking at what people actually WANT. And maybe, just maybe, treating their employees better.

Looking for book recommendations. Need to create a read alike list for A Monster Calls. Any suggestions out there?


Let me tell you a thing, about an amazing man named Patrick Stewart

I went to Comicpalooza this weekend and I was full of nervous energy as I was standing in line to ask Sir Patrick Stewart a question at his panel. I first had to thank him for a speech he had given at amnesty international about domestic violence towards women . I had only seen it a few months ago but I was still dealing with my own personal experience with a similar issue, and I didn’t know what to call it. After seeing Patrick talk so personally about it I finally was able to correctly call it abuse, in my case sexual abuse that was going to quickly turn into physical abuse as well. I didn’t feel guilty or disgusting anymore. I finally didn’t feel responsible for the abuse that was put upon me. I was finally able to start my healing process and to put that part of my life behind me.

After thanking him I asked him “Besides acting, what are you most proud of that you have done in you life (that you are willing to share with us)?”. Sir Patrick told us about how he couldn’t protect his mother from abuse in his household growing up and so in her name works with an organization called Refuge for safe houses for women and children to escape from abusive house holds. Sir Patrick Stewart learned only last year that his father had actually been suffering from PTSD after he returned from the military and was never properly treated. In his father’s name he works with an organization called Combat Stress to help those soldiers who are suffering from PTSD.

They were about to move onto the next question when Sir Patrick looked at me and asked me “My Dear, are you okay?” I said yes, and that I was finally able to move on from that part of my life. He then passionately said that it is never the woman’s fault in domestic violence, and how wrong to think that it ever is. That it is in the power of men to stop violence towards women. The moderator then asked “Do you want a hug?”

Sir Patrick didn’t even hesitate, he smiled, hopped off the stage and came over to embrace me in a hug. Which he held me there for a long while. He told me “You never have to go through that again, you’re safe now.” I couldn’t stop thanking him. His embrace was so warm and genuine. It was two people, two strangers, supporting and giving love. And when we pulled away he looked strait in my eyes, like he was promising that. He told me to take care. And I will.

Sir Patrick Stewart is an absolute roll model for men. He is an amazing man and was so kind and full of heart. I want to let everyone know to please find help if you are in a violent or abusive house hold or relationship. There are organizations and people ready to help. I had countless people after the panel thanking me for sharing the story and asking him those questions. Many said they went through similar things. You are not alone.


^ Here is the video of my question to Sir Patrick Stewart

Photos by Eugene Lee, Thank you

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When patrons go in for the hug




please tell me I’m not alone in this…

I awkwardly turn it into a high five.

I don’t understand why patrons need to touch, hug, or have contact with me. I don’t randomly go up to people in the grocery store and pat them on the shoulder and thank them. Just not a touchy person UNLESS I KNOW YOU PERSONALLY. LIKE, MORE THAN AS A PATRON.

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think about the concept of a library. that’s one thing that humanity didn’t fuck up. we did a good thing when we made libraries

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More medical fun

So, I started having odd symptoms lately. Finally made an appointment after Hubby mentioned that they sounded a lot like the gallbladder symptoms his sister had. Or an ulcer.

Tomorrow I go in and talk to the doctor. I’m a bit nervous and hoping it’s “just” a virus. Granted, when I called and made an appointment, it didn’t seem to bode well that they put me on hold and had a nurse come on and talk to me. One of the first questions she asked was “Do you still have your gallbladder?”

What I don’t like is that I worry about how it looks at work. Gone over the weekend, left early Monday and am gone for two more days. To add to the list of things that haven’t gone right lately - my back keeps acting up and my heel spurs seem to want to come back randomly. And we’re being told to shift books because apparently, they changed plans in the middle of the stream and now we’re shifting things BACK.

I’m a bit cranky. I’ve been inside, and the weather is gorgeous. No rain, the river is receding, and my garden needs to be weeded. And there’s sheep fleece that needs to be taken care of, but I slept, didn’t do much, and hated it. (Okay, it’s not like I would have been able to do much between the feeling like crap and back pain, but I could have at least gone outside and picked some herbs.)

The DIY Couturier: 21 Tips to Keep Your Shit Together When You're Depressed.


A while ago, I penned a fairly angry response to something circulating on the internet – the 21 Habits of Happy People. It pissed me off beyond belief, that there was an inference that if you weren’t Happy, you simply weren’t doing the right things.

I’ve had depression for as long as I can…

This is a good list. As someone who is dealing with depression, being told to just “be happy” and to “change my outlook” and to be “more optimistic” doesn’t help. It actually makes me feel worse because I’ve tried. Or that day, the depression feels like too much and just making it to work and through the day is about all I can do.

It’s a Moggie Admiration sort of day. I’ve begun the reduced hour weeks at work. Now I just have to get to work 3 minutes earlier and I’ll be alright. Don’t you hate it how you can leave 5 minutes earlier and still be 3 minutes late, because I know I do.

It used to be things were communicated a bit more at work. Just found out today (because I read the meeting minutes) that our YA section is having a grade added to it. In some ways, I think it’s about freaking time. One the other hand, it would be nice it we had way more room in the YA to handle taking on a younger grade than we normally have.

I think I also have to finally finish a book I’ve had out. I’m dragging my feet on finishing it, and I didn’t know why. So, that’s on the agenda for tonight. It’s not that it’s a horrid book, but … it’s not that great. (And yes, this is STILL the same book I’ve been moaning about. I’ve been doing more handcraft stuff, which I can’t do and read at the same time. I’ve also been doing a lot of gardening and cooking book drooling, so, I’ve been reading, but not reading. If that makes sense.)

However, now that I think of it, would I really care if I didn’t finish the book? I do want to know what happens to the main character, but I don’t really care.  So, I’ll finish it tonight and get it back tomorrow, and start Clockwork Princess. As well as refigure my list of books to read. I think C’work P’cess is first up, and then *finally* reading Insurgent and the sequel to Cinder.



My Jareth cookies are finally done! 

I think my favorite things here are the sleeves and collar ruffles.

I’m trying to decide if I want to try out a small etsy shop of fandom cookies. Trying to decide if Pride and Prejudice (Firth/Ehle), Sherlock, Supernatural, Arashi, or Avengers should be next … thoughts, anyone? 

Would anyone actually want to buy cookies like these? What pricing seems reasonable?

Next cookie design suggestions//requests?

I hate to be the one to point this out, but I feel this cookie’s crotch is insufficiently… um… bulge-y. Cookie codpiece is needed. 

These are awesome! Almost wouldn’t want to eat one because it’s a loverly piece of art. :)

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