I would like to say, sleigh bells ring, etc.... but it is more like the spinning of tires trying to gain traction on ice, the scraping of shovels against driveways and the constant sounds of sirens as they race to get the next car out of the ditch.
Let's hear it for winter. Although, I shouldn't be too loud in my complaints. I still have power (meaning heat) and only lost the cable for a little bit. All in all, I have fared pretty well in the last round of Mother Nature vs. the Midwest.
Mother Nature won in a unanimous decision.
Few pictures on the Flickr site to show off some of the winter fun.
So the weekend with the EX came and went. I can say this, by Saturday around noon, I was ready to go postal. I have no issue with trying to find a rental place for six months. Makes sense. Get to know the city and whatnot before you commit to a place. That being said, if you are looking at a place as 1) a rental and 2) short term -- then the condition of the driveway shouldn't be a deciding factor in renting it. Nor should the fact that the appliances are slightly out-of-date. Yes, those were the things I was listening to as we drove around town looking for someplace that wasn't 2 blocks from me.
And of course, we -- and by we, I mean him -- had to bring up the whole relationship conversation again. Like that horse isn't dead enough?!?!?
I explained to him --- again -- that I don't want to date him. I don't want to be his girlfriend. I don't want to be in a relationship with him. And, I don't want to date him.
Jury is still out on whether or not it actually sunk in.
But, he found a place. Not 2 blocks from me. But not 30 either. About 10-ish. And he won't be back in town until he moves here. And that is a whole other post, but we are not going to think about that until we actually HAVE to think about that.
Weekend was good. Happy 30th to Carissa -- she joined the club. I **think** we managed to surprise her a little bit. I hope so, because I had to park a block away from her house and walking that block in heels in the snow was NOT fun. How I suffer for fashion and my friends.
Also managed to hit a Christmas party and met a Rockette. Sorta cool. Especially for Iowa. Also saw Oprah & Barak Obama together on Saturday. Equally cool. Also managed to find a spot to stand at the rally of 18,500 people about 2.5 feet from 2/3' s of Joe's family. How is that for odds? I suppose the family that caucuses together, stays together. So they were getting their rally on as were the rest of us. Like I told Julie -- I want to want to believe this guy. We shall see. No official endorsement from the Smith camp has been issued. Still have a few other candidates to chase down.
Ah, caucus season in Iowa. Tis' a thing of beauty. Only this time of year can I say that I got a text from a friend who just found out that one of her friends heckled Mitt Romney in the skywalk downtown.
woo hoo. Mitt needs some heckling.
So pictures of the rally and the b-day are posted as well.
In random news....
Came home from work yesterday about noon due to the aforementioned weather fiasco and not wanting to chance the bug being one of the ditch-dug cars. Came in, dropped my bags, set down the sammy and soup I had picked up for lunch and was about to get started on some eatin' when I noticed an odd thing on my carpet out of the corner of my eye. I thought that it was one of the cat toys. I have a few of these little felt balls with feathers coming out of them that the cats will chase for ever. Upon closer inspection, and by closer I mean actually looking at what it was, I discovered it was not in fact a cat toy. It was cat prey.
Yes, my fat, lazy, fat cats had managed to snag a mouse. Not only had they snagged a mouse, but it was sorta missing its head.
My first thought, was "Wow, who would have thought MY cats would kill a mouse"
My second thought was "Holy shit, where is the head?? Please, please don't let them have left me a "gift" in my bed"
They didn't
My third thought was "Gross, I have mice in the house"
And for those of you that don't know my reference in thought #2, cats, domestic cats anyway, are known to bring their owners a "gift" of their kill to show how good they are. Mine apparently don't like me enough to do that or in 3 months, I am going to be cleaning my house and stumble upon a mouse skull in the oddest place.
Moving on.
I am praying that this was an isolated incident and that the poor, unfortunate mouse was just looking for a warm place. And that it was a single mouse. Not a family mouse that left behind 4 starving children and a wife/husband. That would be bad. Very, very bad. Although, not that bad as my great white hunters aka my cats seem to have the problem well in hand.
I think that about wraps up the last few days -- at least what I can recall anyway. Bowling last Thursday was abysmal. I am chalking that up to the work holiday party that I was attending in the 4 hours prior to bowling. Translation: I started drinking at 5:45 and didn't bowl until 9:15. Therefore I sucked.
Stay tuned for more.
Now Listening: Do or Die by Dropkick Murphys
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