Holidailies!
"Everybody
else, if they knew what a great cat I had, would be envious of the wonderful
cat I had, because you can't have the very best cat - I've got him. I
had him."
Jessamyn
"My
sister taught him to jump into the kitchen chairs and sit. And until his
bones were too old, he would demonstrate this, politely as saying please.
Every now and then, you'd walk into the kitchen and find a red dog curled
up on the seat of an old oak library chair."
Nita
Jessamyn
and Nita lost their Benjamin Cat and Rusty Dog recently. Every time I
read about someone losing their beasties, I'm especially careful to make
sure every one of mine gets a pat and a hug.
Adelaide
in the zipper area of my fleece. I tuck her in here, she falls asleep,
I get to type without a kitten trying to sleep on my hands.
Now,
I know that someone at Pathmark, and someone at Smith's thought this was
all cheery and in the Holiday Spirit. I think it's deeply creepy and jumped
a foot passing the dairy case.
This is the reason we went out to dinner, to Burger King.
Simpsons talking watches!
Yes, I am 5.
How could I resist them, they come with a Fancy Gift Box
included!
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Holidailies!
Coming
in tonight from dinner, and freezing, because it's 21F/-6C. Anthea
tells me its -15C there (there is Oslo, Norway, which
is to here temperature wise as here is to Darwin), which sounds
cold, so I convert it to Fahrenheit and it's 5. Single digit Fahrenheit
is about as fucking cold as negative figured Celsius.
Course,
if there's snow and ice out, I still drive like a Granny and walk like
I've shat myself, especially on my first day of snow driving this season,
which was today. I can handle snow, it's a nice kind of crunchy, and
your feet sink into it, so providing you have waterproof boots, it's
like walking in sand.
Ice,
on the other hand, is like walking on eggshells. Or the tectonic plates
of the earth. Nothing stable to hold you up there. Black ice is worse,
cause you can't see it. Suddenly your foot's doing one of those wild
swinging in an arc tap dance moves and you're not in a musical? That's
Black Ice. Gently tap the brakes to slow down and find your car has
no traction at all? That's Black Ice. Because you can't see it, I assume
it's everywhere, until I can see no snow anywhere at all. I drive 5
miles under the speed limit, I slow down a full block before I need
to turn. I walk like I need my nappy (Diaper) changed, slow, squishily
uncomfortable steps. Really, I'd rather walk like I've got shitty pants
than walk like I've hurt myself.
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This
is the carpark (my spell checker wants me to
change these words to carp
ark.) outside the deli we must get our sliced American
cheese from. (Jeff's family's been going to the same deli forever,
since the 1940's, so this is where we must
get cheese from.) That white crispy looking stuff, that's at
least 1 inch/2.5 cm thick in places, and not very thick at all
in others. It used to be snow, that turned into slush, then
froze into the shapes of tyre marks and people's foot prints.
Even getting back into my car is a trick, you know how you support
yourself on one leg while you lift the other into the car. Try
that one day with a bowl full of ice under the supporting foot,
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Actually,
it's not so much a deli this place, as an old fashioned bait,
tackle and sportsman's store. The right near to it locals use
it as their supermarket. They don't have cars, so they come
here. It's not cheap, but it's not prohibitively expensive.
We just buy sliced cheese, and the occasional newspaper or snack.
The
picture to the left is their bait tank. They usually have some
kind of small bait fish in there, whitefish looking things.
This time, they have these long slinky things, I think they're
eels. Eels in a tank is what tells you it's not your average
deli
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Picture
to Right - Catch Mud's expression as Adelaide tries
to gnaw on his leg.
Picture
below - Charlie assumes a long suffering pose.
If I ignore it, it will Go Away.
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Most
common sentence heard around our house lately?
"Insert-name-of-Adult-cat"!
Stop
killing Adelaide!
Second
most common sentence?
Adelaide!
Stop
giving "Insert-name-of-Adult-cat" so many reasons
to kill you! |
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I'm
going to borrow from Dorothy
R, with my bulleted list of things I should put in an entry
at some point;
-
swimming,
bathers, and going down a size
-
Jeff's
birthday and the three cakes
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-
Syd
-
Plin
Con
-
My
birthday
- China
Outlet & Garage
- Saving
the house next door from burning down
- Debt collectors
pissing me off
- Christmas
Parades, gallons of hot chocolate and more house fires
- 3 years
of photos from Walmart
- My amaazing
deals at the Goodwill.
Updated
12 December, 2002
Copyright
Amanda Page, 1996-2002
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