Bright sunny day in Utah. Inversion continues. What looks like a clear day is actually light to medium haze as the pollutants continue to be trapped in the valley.

Give us back our snow! Snow storms clean out the valleys and make our lungs stop burning!

Stoopid easterners, bogarting the snow. There are people in shorts on the streets of Utah.

So I hope Hil managed to find food at hers.

Yeah, a bunch of stuff was gone, but I got eggs, spaghetti, a jar of sauce, a package of soy "ground beef," and some veggies.

But we may get more later tonight. Aren't you excited?

Actually? Not much more snow tonight, according to the weather.com site. [link]

In fact, it predicts 30's for here in Faribault Monday-Saturday. Wheee!

Happy Birthday WindSparrow!!!

The living room is done. The dining room is half done and I'm pooped. I think I'm going to finish up the dining room and call it quits for the day.

It is snowing quite heavily here. So far it's pretty, but I'm sure I'll think differently when I have to go out and shovel.

uggh - squealing panicky sounds outside the window - look out side and a VERY large orange cat has a squirrel hanging from his mouth - still screaming . I bang on the window- and no noise and the cat gives me a look of disdain. I open the window tell the cat " if you are going to eat that - take it out of my yard." Oddly, the cat leaves

Happy birthday Windsparrow!

Happy Birthday, Windsparrow!

We have no snow, but we have sleet and freezing rain, yay! And I'm drinking mulled cider and listening to DH snore quietly in between mumbling, "I'm getting up. In a minute." So cute. He's already been out today--picked up the last printer and super-deluxe dvd writer in the store (he called around and had them held till he could get there) on the last day of a killer sale. Losing money not to buy them. I have chicken breasts and lean ground round to grill momentarily, and we got out of the two-hour trip to visit MIL, so we have noplace else to go.

I need to grocery shop too. Maybe I can send the cats... Of course then I will end up with kibble and other randomness.

Kippers! sardines! Herring in cream sauce! smoked oysters! Pizza bones!

My kitty is also snoring under the lamp, a contented little barely-audible buzzing. Between him and the DH, is sleepy-making.

Chris is indeed lethal cute. It's so endearing when they do that sort of mimicry. And StY used to give me butterfly pats when I picked him up and he was crying. Broke my heart, especially when I'd yelled, and he'd cried, and then I cried. He was in trouble so much, with the ADHD, and I was exhausted and frazzled. I'm afraid I yelled rather a lot. But the butterfly pats as *he* consoled *me*...oh, heart-hurty to remember.

And I used my voice and my intimidating "Anh!" and occasionally slapping the table surface with a cupped hand to make a loud noise would startle a squirmy flipper long enough to get the diaper fastened. With pins. The point of which went into *my fingers* if they wiggled too much.

Oooh, cider gone. Must replenish.

enough to get the diaper fastened. With pins.

And the changing table was uphill both ways. In the snow.

And the changing table was uphill both ways. In the snow.

Yes! mumblemumble whippersnappers! Off my lawn.

Also, Ginger, I was going to ask to tag your TiVo line upthread. I would, but I have no TiVo, and thus feel it would be inappropriate. But still, funny!

Happy birthday, Windsparrow! No snow here...first sunny day in some time, but I'll be stranded in August so... Too much H:LOTS when "Timmy trapped in the well," makes one think "Ooh, sexy...I bet that would hurt a lot."(I wonder if there is a program for me.)