doesn't windy come after shoesday?
We have the first good storm of the season blowing in. Over the course of the morning, the walnut tree has been denuded! There are douglas fir branches down across the street, and the mist, being driven by 30mph gusts, will penetrate saran wrap! Oh, and all the kitties want to sit on me. I have tried typing one-handed while holding one cat on my lap and one clutched against my chest, but when a third demands to lie down across the wrist at keyboard level, never mind that there is no desk-top underneath that wrist, I pretty much have to give it up and take all the kids to bed. Imagine me covered with nervous cats, all napping on the side of the house away from the big fir tree that has been yearning, lo these many years, to blow down onto us. I have a thousand things to do today, but evidently all of those things involve comforting kitties. (Yeah, right. Suffer, Roxie. Suffer!)