The one thing that has been consuming my life in the past few weeks: snow, and a lot of it. Snow and I are no longer friends, because of the damage it is done to my car, my wallet, and my inner peace. Snow storms mean two-laned streets that become 1.5-laned, unparkable snowed in parking spots, getting stuck for hours on ice with wheels whirring and tires burning, a lot of shoveling, getting towed and having to pay $150 to get my car back, getting the front of my poor little bug broken by the towing company, slippery roads and swerving cars, frostbite within 3 minutes of being in the open, soggy toes and salty boots, running ankle deep in icy slush and sliding uncontrollably down icy slopes, the need to scrape off the car in the mornings and shiver for the next 10 minutes while driving, an inclination to be a hermit and not have to face the cold, a general grossness and discomfort all around.
Ok, that turned into quite the rant. Well. I do admit. Snow can be pretty. Sometimes. It was a lot more enjoyable when I didn't have a car.
Next!
These are the best burgers in the world: handmade by Evelyn. Thick, juicy, a hint of thyme to surprise your palate, crispy bacon, melted cheese, lots of fresh veggies. Mmm.
Kid's night involved wheel-shaped pasta in cheesy goodness next to a bevy of t-rex's and stegosauruses fighting it out, chicken nugget style, on Spongebob plates. Also on the menu were s'mores goldfish, chocolate pudding, caramel pudding, fudgesicles, mini swiss cake rolls, chocolate chip waffles, juice boxes, Disney movies, and a couple of stiff drinks. Obviously, my diet needs some working on.
Last but not least, this is possibly the third cat I have endeared myself to in my life. I have not quite learned the nuances of winning over his love, but I do know that he is more affectionate by day than by night, and he does like a good eyeball rub together with the customary chin scratch. Purrrr.
