Aaauuuugghhh!

I totally realize that I live in a state where winter storms are common, but this is rotten!
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Something Wicked This Way Comes

Here is a radar shot of the ice storm/snowstorm that is headed right for me.
Please send hot chocolate.

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I still can't believe it's December already

It's Friday again!
Where has the time gone??
Really, it seems like I blink, have dinner, and pee a few times, and another week has just flown right by in the meantime.

Perhaps I'm distracted by the fact that it's currently thirteen degrees outside. Wind chill of 2 degrees above zero.
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And, of course, since this is Michigan, it WILL get colder before it gets warmer.
I used to love this kind of weather when I was younger.
These days, I just sort of curl up into a ball and think warm thoughts.
It helps if I pretend I'm a bacon double cheeseburger.
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Manic Monday: Bounty

If there's ever a bounty on my head, I hope it's for something really cool. It'd be really embarrassing if I was hunted down for jaywalking or taking too many packets of taco sauce.
It's still ok to fart in a swimming pool, right?
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Poor kitty

Brynden's cold is getting worse.
I'm taking him to the vet in about an hour.
He sneezes a LOT, and he just seems to be miserable.
He isn't nearly as active as usual, and isn't interested in playing anymore.
Usually he likes to snuggle up in bed next to me when I sleep, but last night he was missing. He'd hidden somewhere by himself all night long.
Since I have this afternoon off, I made a vet appointment for 2:30.
Send him your best kitty-vibes.
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UPDATE: We're back from the vet's. Brynden has an upper respiratory infection and is going to be on antibiotics for the next week. He had one of these about five years ago, and is going to be on the exact same medication he was then.
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Manic Monday: Play

Sunday morning, while trying to sleep in, I heard the sound of one of my cats playing with something on the bathroom floor. It sounded like a pebble being rolled around.
You know how cats are. They'll bat it around, then chase it and catch it, then bat it around again and repeat the process.
I never did find out what object was being taunted, because pretty soon I heard a *tink*, and then another sound which meant they knocked it over the furnace vent and it fell in.
Whatever it was, it will never be seen again.
Hope it wasn't anything important.

On the bright side, I was then able to roll over and go back to sleep.
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Photo Hunters: Messy

After band rehearsal on Tuesday nights, we used to all go out for dinner at this place in Hillsdale called "Cavoni's". At first we loved it. The food is great, and we loved our waitress (Ashley).
Ashley was amazing, and she was always good to us.
Then Ashley left, and was replaced by this other waitress. I think her name was Carrie, or Kerri, or something like that.
She did NOT like us.
She resented having to serve us so late at night (we would arrive as soon as rehearsal was over, as soon as we could, which usually ended up being around 9:30). The place closes at 10:00.
It had never been an issue at all when Ashley was there.
We'd always felt welcomed before, but now we felt just the opposite.
Carrie/Kerri became less and less friendly, and the situation became messy.
It's a shame, because we liked their food, and our group was spending at least a hundred bucks there each week (not counting tips).
We'd always tipped Ashley generously, but this new chick got less and less everytime she made some crack about how we were inconveniencing her.
One of us in the group spoke to her about it in front of the manager, and the manager actually sided with the waitress.
That really added insult to injury, and made the situation even messier.
So, we left, we NEVER went back, and now we find other places to spend our money instead-- places where we are treated better and are made to feel welcome.
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