Day: December 28, 2007

I’m done cat-sitting (it was just a short stint). They’re wonderful cats (the tortie girl is a little shy, though plenty sweet, but the tuxedo boy is a giant mush), and I really like them, but it’ll be nice to sleep in tomorrow. And by sleeping in, I mean getting up at 4:30 instead of 4:00. Ugh.

And then, it’ll be the weekend! A nice, long one, too, so I’m hoping for lots of arting time.

Since I have bupkis today, I think I’ll just leave you with this. It’s as close to the holiday spirit as I’m likely to get this year.

True story: A neighbor of ours, years ago, raised a baby ‘possum. It lived in her shirt for several months, until it was old enough to be weaned.

Fa la la la laaaaa!

That is all. As you were, comrades!

When I left the house this morning, the air smelled sweet and wonderful. That would never happen in Muncie. I don’t know if it’s because there are so many trees here or because the wind patterns take Gary’s air to Muncie. Whatever the reason, it always seems to smell good here, especially in the early mornings. Muncie, not so much. I lived there for almost 20 years, and I don’t recall ever thinking the air smelled sweet.

Someone posted to the local Freecycle group, offering a bag of table clothes. My table could use a sporty new pair of jeans, I think. Or maybe a hoodie.

There was a message to another group, in reply to a post containing a link, asking for the link to be reposted. The link, of course, was in the unsnipped portion to which the person was replying. And even if it weren’t, why can’t people just go to the group archives and look up the old post? What is wrong with people?!