Total Eclipse of the...

Moon!

These pictures are pretty lame, but since I stood outside in the minus degree temperatures to take them, I'm going to post them anyway, dammit. Actually, this one below one was taken inside; I kind of like the reflection, it's like MAGIC.

Making Tracks

This was a fun little jaunt through Library Springs. Ever the adventurer, Roland blazed a trail over hill and dale (what's a dale anyway?), including across a partially frozen pond (that part we opted not to follow). We're expected to get 6-9 more inches of snow tonight, so maybe we'll get another (dare I say it without jinxing the possibility?) SNOW DAY!

Selling Like Hotcakes

And what better to handle those hotcakes (in a perky potholder apron) than with a perky potholder? It's the circle of shameless commerce, people! I should mention that I had nothing to do with the preparation of this dinner, other than eating it.

Also, you could wear a potholder t-shirt two sizes too small and turn those hotcakes into beefcake, if you know what I'm sayin'. This would be an example of how not to do that.

Perky and Good For You Too!

Pat's grandson, Pete, has found a new use for Perky Potholders: Teething! Hope his big brother John doesn't find out!

Additional Potholder Activity

Hoops was not amused by her new potholder loop Valentine collar.

Here she is checking out the "technicolor dreamcoat" collection of potholders.

Just thought I'd post a few pictures of the many potholders I made whilst recovering from my walking pneumonia/bubonic plague/tuberculosis. Feeling much better now, thanks!

Snowshoeing with Sasquatch

Also known as Odie. Here are some fun pics from our play date taken at Beverly Lake Forest Preserve. This was Odie's first experience snowshoeing, and I think he's a convert. Too bad he lives in Florida!





This one makes me happy because the ski trails were being preserved and not tromped all over, which is usually what happens when hikers and skiiers are using the same routes.

I like these oak trees -- it looks like they're hugging.

*&@%$#!

Earlier last week...I forgot to post this in my feverish state.

So even though I felt like crap and had stayed home from work, I dragged my sorry butt to German class, because I'm just THAT dedicated. And the doctor said I wasn't contagious. And I could sit far enough away from everyone just in case, so as not to spread the joy of my plague. I probably shouldn't have gone, cuz it totally exhausted me, but I still enjoyed it.

But that's not what I'm here to tell you.

When I got home, I thought I'd knock some of the slushy crap off my car before pulling into the garage (because my garage, like the rest of my house, was built by a moron, so it's not vented and any water pools in there like a small lake), only I didn't realize that under that lovely coating of powdery snow was a slick bed of ice. I got as far as putting one foot out and then basically fell out of my car onto the driveway. It was so slippery, I felt like a cartoon cat on ice, I couldn't get up! What's surprising is that I didn't melt the ice with all the swear words I was spewing. Needless to say, I was not amused...until the next morning when I saw the disrupted snow print left on the driveway, then I had to laugh. I hope none of the neighbors was watching though! (Then again, damn them to hell if they were and didn't come help me!)