Sunday, December 04, 2016

sunday early

We went to see Hank and Rita last night. On the way home, the sky was spitting icy pellets that threatened to turn to snow. I woke up several times in the night to pull back the curtain, hoping for it, but this morning, it's still brown. Sigh. The forecast for the next ten days is cloudy, partly cloudy, repeat.

I woke up early this morning and watched the 1935 version of Scrooge. Get a load of the guy's pants. Overall, I liked it but I like almost all of the versions of Scrooge. Somehow, in my collection, I am missing the Albert Finney one which is my favorite. Regis just ordered it, and Elf, for me. What would we do without Amazon? Probably a lot less impulse shopping.

I read an article this week about baking as an antidote for gloomy weather. That could explain the double batch of chocolate chip cookies and the two loaves of Amish bread. I have had to dole out a lot of calories this week. They can't say I didn't warn them.

I moved the mostly rotten pumpkins from the front step yesterday because nothing says a festive welcome like a rotten pumpkin and a dirty litter box. The pumpkins went to the compost pile in the back yard where the squirrels have discovered them. The squirrels climb right inside and continue consuming...something. Seeds? Next year, we'll have a bumper crop of pumpkins and peanuts in the neighborhood.

My sort of dour and grumpy gratitude list.

  1.  At least it isn't windy.
  2. I have new slippers so my feet are warm.
  3. I got a surprise check in the mail for $100 yesterday.
  4. The smell of fake balsam is wafting through the air.
  5. I'm taking two seven-year old boys to a holiday festival this afternoon at MSU.

What winter feels like some days.

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