Let It Snow...Let It Snow

Yup, this one is for REAL, like I am sitting at my desk looking out the window and there are BIG PUFFY flakes falling.

It isn't going to stick, at least not right now because it is far too warm for that at a balmy 36 degrees.

I know you poor saps in CA are suffering through one of those intolerable blue sky days with mid 70's temperatures... I am sorry.

Here, I can sip hot chocolate or tea, and gaze out the window at the winter almost wonderland... there, you are probably sitting at an outdoor cafe, 3 feet from the street with all those polluting automobiles spewing toxins on your ciabatta sandwich and your cappuccino. Sorry.

You are jealous, it is ok, I understand.

Ever tried to type with a kitten licking your fingers? It ain't easy. Ollie. I love little Ollie, but he is something else. Obssessed with food, much like Jaz and Tashi and boy can little Ollie Olfactory smell anything and everything.

He also shares Tashi's love of water. I have to be careful when running water in the kitchen sink. He jupms up and hooks his claws into my leg, right about where the bottom of my jeans pocket is. Yes, it hurts and yes he is trying to climb up me to get to the running water in the sink. I am not sure how long squirting water at him will keep him in line...

Little Scrapper still does not have a name. He has mellowed considerable over the last 10 days. I think he realizes he is not going to be put back in a cage for most of every day, and can relax. He is still a playful little guy, but not the wild child that arrived here. He likes to be close to me. He is somewhat like Snuggie. When he wants to rest, he is mama's boy, when he is awake he struggles like mad to get out of my hands... He is laying in my lap right now, ready for the afternoon nap.

Well the snow is now turning to rain, although it will probably turn back to snow again as the temperatures continue to drop...

So made a trip to THE local Trader Joe's (yes there is just one in the entire metro area...) for a bag of nan. I couldn't find any and asked one of the guys in those lovely printed shirts, he directed me to the frozen foods... grrrrrr. I asked the lady giving samples if she knew where I could get some fresh nan. Aside from buying it by the piece at an Indian place, nope. Nice. Well, she was giving samples of Cranberry Chevre. I swooned. It was wonderful. Never been a big fan of goat cheese as a stand alone, but this stuff was yummy as all get out.

Snuggie has made umpteen trips outside, only to return, sometimes cold, sometimes wet and cold. Poor baby is now lodged on the back of the couch, Jaz on the back of the loveseat and the babies are on the chaise in the office with me. Grooming incessantly before taking their long afternoon nap.

Well, back to school work.

Well, maybe after getting some mini-marshmallows and a cuppa hot chocolate...