According to the weather there is a minuscule chance that it will snow today. So far I just see rain. Yet a fantastically large chunk of my friends on Facebook have already written statuses regarding this snow. I prefer not to get my hopes up, because what Texans call snow is actually sleet (or something). I only learned within the past couple of years that snowflakes are actually shaped like snowflakes. That was an exciting revelation.
My cat should definitely be glad he returned after his long night out partying last week. He'd slipped out the screen in the window at about 7 pm and returned at 6 am through the same window. I was freaked out because we're talkin' about a foo-foo pudgy, lovable dumpling of a cat who had never been outside before. He must have realized that there are no brown, tiny hard exes growing out in nature.
I am laying under a man-quilt I made for Oliver a couple years ago. I really enjoy using handmade quilts, but I really hate making them. The problem is that I have not been able to successfully measure the fabric without tracing shapes onto it with a sharpie, and this takes FOREVER. Ugh
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