Cats make everything clearer.

Cats make me sneeze.

I'm still gobsmacked that someone sent me this. It's just... meaningless verbiage. The sort of thing a high school junior includes in an essay to make sure she hits the vital 1500-word mark.

The USC is hereby declarified to be quo ispos custard.

I believe I have my new tagline. Many thanks, MM!

All right. OT for tonight - empty and load dishwasher. Carrot - listening to NPR.

Anytime, Consuela.

I bravely forced myself off the oh-so-comfortable sofa and out into the cold tonight for grocery shopping. Which, since there is another storm scheduled for tomorrow night and Saturday, was very sensible of me. Plus, I have food if it DOESN'T snow.

Well, that backfired. This American Life should come with trigger warnings. I mean, the task is done but now I can't stop crying.

Okay, have stopped now. I may have even needed to hear that, but damn. I think it's time for bed and puppy snuggling.

Choose puppy!

8 clementines is about 2 too many.

Okay, now there are moruning doves pecking disconsolately at the froaen birdbath.

Doves are dumb even for birds.

Puppy came running when I started crying and did the boxer lean. I'm so lucky to have him.

Yeah, he got lucky too!

So about 6 years ago, my SIL started working as an aide at a part time church preschool just to get reduced fee daycare. She quickly parlayed it into a full time hourly classroom aide at a franchised day care 5 years ago. This summer, she was made a director specifically to turn around a failing school and in the past few months, has upped their numbers, rating and soon will get the school, long unaccredited, accredited. Her district manager bends her ear a lot for ideas, and is sending her to a conference this month, at company expense. He sends new director and assoc director hires to her to train.

Seriously, she's amazing. I wouldn't be surprised if she ends up being a district manager in another couple years.