Random snow thoughts

I’ve always thought tucking pants into those big ugly UGG boots was just plain hideous and done solely to follow some celebrity fashion whim. I still think the look is ugly, especially when done with UGG boots but after being in Boston this winter, I see why pants need to be either tucked or rolled up a bit. If you don’t, you’ll get salty water wicked up the back of your legs probably to your knees, and your jeans will end up disintegrating from the salt. So I roll my jeans now, because I can’t find boots that let me tuck my pants in them AND stay on my feet. That’s just one downside to having narrow feet (the other being the ridiculous prices I have to pay to get narrow shoes. You never find narrow shoes at someplace like Payless.).

The other thing I’ve noticed with the snow is that Boston—or at least the South End—has a lot of dogs. I know this because of all the yellow snow and the piles of poop that rude dog owners aren't picking up. They can't help that their dogs are pee machines, but c'mon PICK UP THE POOP.

Boston is a smoke-free state, so any smoking not done in a private residence must be done outside. The saddest thing I see as I walk to the grocery is when I walk past a nursing home with residents parked in their wheelchairs outside in this freezing cold, smoking a cigarette. I am so very glad I never started smoking.

Finally I will just say that last year when I bought my North Face coat and my Santana boots (which are close to these, but mine are both waterproof and lined with Thinsulate) I really thought I spent too much money. I don’t think that any more. They’ve more than earned their purchase price this winter.

Oh Wally

I having a gaming kitty. See? Bonus points if you can name the game and the zone.

Spooning

I've mentioned before that Eddie likes to get under the covers and sleep with us. The first few times he did it were rather startling, because he is a big boy. He prefers to sleep smack between us, and he will sort of swim over and around us until he can get in just the right position.

I've also mentioned that we have a hard time regulating the temperature in our apartment at night. Since we have electric heaters that aren't connected and don't have thermostats, we've often found that the temperature has dropped to the low 60s when we get up in the morning.

This morning we were both semi-awake and I could tell the room was cold because my face was cold. All three kitties were circling around on on the bed and then Eddie went into his meow-and-paw-the-bed routine which is how he lets us know he wants under the cover. He crawled in and then swam over me to pour himself into a tiny space between us. Picture this in your mind: I was on my left side, I had a long fat cat spooning me, and Kent was spooning him!

Monorail kitties

I don't need to say much about these photos.

Wally helped today too

Kent ended up having to replace the motherboard on his computer, and used the pass through in the kitchen to do his work. Wally wanted to help in the worst way.



And let me take a second to pimp Kent's blog. He's quite good at photography and now has a very cool camera that does more of what he's looking for. Check out his work.

Computer issues

Not mine but Kent's. And they are ongoing and probably require an infusion of cash aka a new motherboard. While Kent was troubleshooting today, he had a lot of help.

Cold in Boston

We got about a foot of snow yesterday. Fortunately we didn't have elaborate New Year's Eve plans, we had dinner reservations at a restaurant about four doors down from our apartment so we didn't need to drive or take the T anywhere. Today's high was 15F, and even the kitties shivered. Wally isn't normally a lap cat, but he was today.



Yes, he's under the blanket. He seemed to like it when I pulled a bit of it up over him, at least judging from his purrs.