Snowday: An Update In Pictures

of Salamanders often go astray. No, I didn’t make it to the gym last night. Not my fault. The Professor (who, it must be said, did a fair amount erranding yesterday, getting the apartment situation straightened out and picking up my freshly cleaned camera) informed me when I got home that he hadn’t gotten around…

The window butt-sling I purchased for O’Beast has become popular with Kitten as well. I haven’t yet caught Catitude up there (at least, not of her own volition, though The Socialist has tried dumping her up there once or twice just to see what would happen). The fabric of the hammock has become very worn,…

Gads I’m tired. I was up until one this morning, cleaning and laundering and straightening up for Sunday’s guest. And yes, The Socialist helped. He did all the vacuuming, and a fair bit of the tidying. He also gave me the last piece of his Sara Lee chocolate cake (with chocolate icing). It would have…

From Worthums to Sweetstar to me: 10 years ago… 1. I was 35 years old. 2. I had been married thirteen years. 3. I had just returned to college to redo all my undergraduate science and math courses in preparation for applying to veterinary school. 4. I was scared shitless. 5 years ago… 1. I…

Well, I’ve already mentioned my neighbors to the left as I face my door. They moved in over the weekend, and are very nice people. I was mistaken about the father/mother/son relationship though. The teenaged boy was actually the son of a friend and neighbor of theirs who simply volunteered to help them move. Nice…

The Professor and I ended up seeing FotR with my contact in MIS (a huge Tolkien fan) and his wife (who has never read any of the books and wasn’t sure if there were one or two “b’s” in “hobbit”). My correspondence with him about the movie this morning follows. Some spoilers are included, I’m…