I slept like crap last night, thanks to the accurately predicted snow/ice storm sending chunks of tree branches and ice raining down on our roof and against the windows, a scared Alyssa climbing into bed with us sometime around 2am, and electricity that flickered (which sent the two printers at my desk, which is just a couple of feet from our bed, into a tailspin) on and off for several hours.
The trees, grass, snow, cars, etc., EVERYTHING, were all coated in ice this morning. School was canceled, and the electricity has continued to flicker throughout the day. Since the wind is now picking up, we turned up the heat, stockpiled water, set out candles and flashlights, and charged devices in preparation of an actual outage. So far the school district called a 2-hour delay for tomorrow, but depending on how the roads are and if there are additional outages near or at the school they might close altogether. I’ve lost count of this school year’s snow/ice/frigid days, but I think we’re around 8, plus 3 2-hour delays. At this rate there won’t be a summer vacation. ;)
Titanium has enjoyed having all of us home. And given his seeming immunity to catnip (no reaction whatsoever), playfulness, love of pouncing, and desire to chew and bat at our wrists (gently – you feel the pressure of teeth, and he holds on with his paws, but there is no actual biting or claws), I’m pretty sure that the vet who initially examined him nailed his age more accurately at a year or so. The other five, who with the exception of Minerva are all over the age of 6, are not interested in his kittenish antics. It’s both cute and sad to see them bat him away, or ignore him altogether. He seems to take it in stride though, so it’s all good.
Ryan’s back-pay SSI check didn’t arrive today, which is just as well: if it had, I’d be looking for an Amish buggy or a team of sled dogs to haul me to the bank!
There’s a snow & ice storm on the way. Even though our school district is the last to call off (despite being at the far southern edge of the county and one of the most rural), I’m sure the kids will be home from school tomorrow…after today’s 2-hour delay and yesterday’s closure. I need to move somewhere tropical…
I don’t think the kids have made it to school on a Monday since before Christmas. Between holidays and in-service days and illness and SNOWSNOWSNOW, 3 and 4 and 5 day weekends are all the rage. Anyway, today was a snow day for all of us: heavy, wet, fast-falling snow started around 6am, so school was canceled, and Dan had to call off work because not only was our little road not plowed, but the “main” road that leads to town wasn’t plowed either. And obviously my plans to go do laundry (two baskets of clothes + sheets and some blankets) were nixed as well.
So we’ve spent the day watching Confessions: Animal Hoarding, catching up on reading, and just generally hanging out. I caught on up a lot of blogging and took a short nap, found out I won a $150 Nike gift card (hello shoe shopping for Dan & sprogs!), and happily relinquished dinner duties to Dan. Ryan’s Social Security check didn’t arrive on Saturday or today, so here’s to hoping it comes tomorrow. I can’t wait to get that sucker in our bank account so we can pay back a few loans and buy a washer!
For me, Sundays are anything but restful. Fridays and Mondays tend to be my lazy days. But Sundays? Pfft. I was up at 6:30 this morning, slept fitfully until 8, and then by 12 I had swept, vacuumed, rearranged the living room, bathed two cats, took out trash, and took a shower. Now it’s just about 9, and I’m ready for bed, though I haven’t tackled more than a fourth of today’s to-do list. :/
Actually, he is:
A gorgeous Russian blue kitty with a super-sweet and affectionate disposition, neutered and vaccinated, and ready for a family. But because he is FIV-positive, he wasn’t wanted…but now he has us! ♥ (What’s one more AIDS cat, right? I’m sure Felix won’t mind sharing the status so long as he gets plenty of loving from any human within petting range.)
The story behind the name: Ryan loves the periodic table of elements, and Titanium’s a better choice than Radon. Also, Titanium has a double meaning for this kitty: silvery gray, like he is; and strong, like FIV cats have to be.
The rescue that was desperate to find a home for him drove him all the way from New Jersey straight to us! They brought food, toys, paperwork, and even money (!!!) for his care. None of that was necessary, but is very much appreciated. We’ll heap on him plenty of loves, and hopefully all of the kitties will be able to adjust to each other.