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It's the White Death. Everybody RUN!!!
Actually, the snow is rather pretty since I'm safely, and fairly warmly, ensconced at my desk. I got to work early this morning for a conference call and avoided driving as amnesia water fell from the sky. My plan for the day is to work and gaze at the snow shower until it's time to go home and take Wombiekins out for dinner.
I'm so glad I parked in the garage. I think the ice scraper and brush are still in the basement.
The kitties are being good, hence the lack of Daily Ornament Reports. It's a mixed blessing because I am actually amused to see what kind of antics they get up to, but on the other hand, it's a relief to see that nothing has been destroyed.
Speaking of the kitties, we've had both of them in bed with us every night this week. I'm happy with the extra warmth and it's so funny to see what position Oreo has worked himself into in his sleep. He's most assuredly not a dainty napper. He's like a human two-year-old who has to stretch every appendage to its fullest extent. Hubbyfink and I laugh at him a lot. And scritch teh belleh.
I'm going to get a crick in my neck from turning to look over my shoulder at the snow.
Actually, the snow is rather pretty since I'm safely, and fairly warmly, ensconced at my desk. I got to work early this morning for a conference call and avoided driving as amnesia water fell from the sky. My plan for the day is to work and gaze at the snow shower until it's time to go home and take Wombiekins out for dinner.
I'm so glad I parked in the garage. I think the ice scraper and brush are still in the basement.
The kitties are being good, hence the lack of Daily Ornament Reports. It's a mixed blessing because I am actually amused to see what kind of antics they get up to, but on the other hand, it's a relief to see that nothing has been destroyed.
Speaking of the kitties, we've had both of them in bed with us every night this week. I'm happy with the extra warmth and it's so funny to see what position Oreo has worked himself into in his sleep. He's most assuredly not a dainty napper. He's like a human two-year-old who has to stretch every appendage to its fullest extent. Hubbyfink and I laugh at him a lot. And scritch teh belleh.
I'm going to get a crick in my neck from turning to look over my shoulder at the snow.