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But tomorrow may ... be back to normal.
Dec. 18th, 2016 11:10 amYesterday, I glanced up from what I was doing to discover it was snowing. I let out a child-like squeal, which scattered the cats napping on various parts of my body. No harm came to anyone. LOL. Alas, it lasted all of twenty minutes and didn't stick for even that long. Pah. This after half the State (and all of our affiliate offices) was shut down due to snow and icy roads. OR refuses to salt, so there's that. It was disappointing to say the least. It's been three years since we had a good snow here, which means my holiday card picture selection is slim. I am still kicking myself that I didn't make my sister stop last year on the way home from my parents' house - we drove past two really phenomenal photo ops.
If we don't get anything this winter (tomorrow's supposed to be back to our regular 50F), this might have to be my pic. How sad:
Also, we had our company Christmas party yesterday. I very nobly did not take my Death Star Waffle Maker and runnoft with it, but boy I want to. The person who got it told me she was going to re-gift it. After stealing it from someone who said delightedly, "This gift was made just for me!" People are rude, yo. But it's a bit pots and kettles because my secret Santa at work got me three - count them, three kitten calendars and I gave some of them to others for their use. I could have waited on that, I suppose, but come on. Who intentionally buys someone multiple calendars, esp. someone who doesn't ever have even one hanging up anywhere? See? I am trying to justify my rudeness.
When I came home, I could see my tiny tree through the window. It looks a bit sad. I might just see if I can find a good deal and get a fake one for next year. The cats have really left it alone, but again - it could be that Pickle's just not tearing around like usual. As soon as I typed that she's getting better, the little booger started getting bad again. W.T.F.
If we don't get anything this winter (tomorrow's supposed to be back to our regular 50F), this might have to be my pic. How sad:
Also, we had our company Christmas party yesterday. I very nobly did not take my Death Star Waffle Maker and runnoft with it, but boy I want to. The person who got it told me she was going to re-gift it. After stealing it from someone who said delightedly, "This gift was made just for me!" People are rude, yo. But it's a bit pots and kettles because my secret Santa at work got me three - count them, three kitten calendars and I gave some of them to others for their use. I could have waited on that, I suppose, but come on. Who intentionally buys someone multiple calendars, esp. someone who doesn't ever have even one hanging up anywhere? See? I am trying to justify my rudeness.
When I came home, I could see my tiny tree through the window. It looks a bit sad. I might just see if I can find a good deal and get a fake one for next year. The cats have really left it alone, but again - it could be that Pickle's just not tearing around like usual. As soon as I typed that she's getting better, the little booger started getting bad again. W.T.F.
