Kitty pics

Chloe doing what she does best: sleeping.

( Chloe and the elusive Lexy )

Decadence

I'm eating rainbow sherbet in bed. (And the electricity just went out and flashed back on. It's going to be one of those nights.) That may not be decadence to some of you, but for a lifelong near-ascetic such as I, it feels like the equivalent of eating imported chocolates while lounging in a scented bubble bath. Actually, it's a remedial exercise; I'm so parched that I was gagging. Have you ever had that? I have no idea why my mouth is so dry, but there you go. I've always found sherbet to be a thirst quencher (not that I'm so much thirsty as dry), so it seemed like the thing to do.

(And the lights clicked on and off again.)

We have a major snowstorm blowing around outside. I shouldn't complain, because outside of the cold we really haven't had it that bad this season. The way the forecasters have been spooging all over themselves today, though, that's going to change with this storm. I went out and bought another snow shovel this afternoon - a lightweight one. We have a couple of snow shovels, but all of them except one is too heavy for me now. This way I can help Dar shovel, and we can both use the lighter tools.

I shoveled a bit today, too. We'd had one of those crazy storms where it wasn't a lot of snow but a great deal of wind. Most of the driveway was clear . . . except for right around our cars, where the drifts were about two feet high. Of course. Dar did most of it, but I managed to do about fifteen minutes before I had to call it quits. Lupus? Sucks.

Q and I took off for a couple hours this afternoon to do grocery shopping and run some errands. The parking lots at the grocery stores were jammed; everyone was stocking up for the storm. I remember when I was a kid and a big storm was predicted, my mom would send someone off to the little neighborhood store to get her holy trinity of storm supplies: milk, bread, and toilet paper. Heh.

I have no idea what's up with me tonight. I'm really jumpy. Too jumpy to sleep. I didn't even realize that's what was going on (lights out and on again) until someone closed the bathroom door and I just about jumped out of my skin. Then again when whoever it was opened the door to leave. Repeat that a couple of times, because the bathroom gets a lot of traffic, and you have one very edgy maystone. Maybe that's why I have such a dry mouth? Don't know.

My cold is back, too. Q has a cold. Dar still has an ear infection. Sickly 'r' us.

There is an upside to the memory problems that come with lupus - watching the two-hour repeat of last season's Lost finale was pretty much like seeing it for the first time :) I squeed, I gasped, I cried out in shock. It was great! And tonight's ep just blew me away. I love what they're doing with the new season. Is anyone else watching? Should we resurrect lostdriveshaft for discussion? I think I have Q convinced to check out the show again. I'm not really working that hard at it, because I know I don't like to be pressured to watch a show that I either don't like from the outset or have lost interest in. ::cough*Heroes*cough:: But she asked what happened, I gave a brief synopsis, and the interest sparked again. Yessssss.

I watched the replay of the Clinton/Obama debate tonight, and I gotta say that I was really impressed with Hillary. Obama did well, too, but she just comes across as being more seasoned than he does. Because, of course, she is. Tonight I heard for the first time chatter about the possibility of the outcome being a Clinton/Obama ticket, and I think that would be an unbeatable combination and a great solution. In fact I'm getting kind of goose-bumpy just thinking about it. I wonder if it would really happen?

Damn, my mouth is as dry as the Sonora again. Off to try to do something about that. Have a good night, all.