I declined a very gracious invitation for Thanksgiving dinner from Florence yesterday. She said she'd come pick me up, but no. That would have been four trips over icy roads and that just wasn't going to happen, but wasn't that nice?
Mike worked yesterday until he couldn't feel his fingers anymore. Brrr! I periodically took him mugs of hot coffee, but that only works for a little while.
I had wondered how Missy would fare in this white stuff. I shouldn't have worried. She was on the covered portion of the deck when I went out and had had a good breakfast. There's a padded chair out there that she used for a bed. She told me it might be a good idea for her to come inside, until she saw Celeste on the other side of the glass door, that is. Hisss! Probably not.
Michael's walk this morning didn't take long. There are several patches of yellow snow now, but he didn't dawdle on the way back to the house.
I've got a good fire going in Stove. I have TV and computer. I had a marvelous turkey and avocado sandwich for lunch (probably another for dinner). Minus my Kids, it's been a good Thanksgiving.
(The cloud cover is rolling back in. If you don't hear from me, you'll know why.) If it's not one thing, it's another.
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Sounds like your day was indeed fairly decent. We have had more rain than I have seen in a LONG time, but I didn't have to go anywhere. Today I travel with the grandchildren to meet their folks in L.A. but the rain is only here and not there. Hope Mike is able to make good progress. Interesting that Missy has come all the way to you now instead of just the goat barn. Wonder if she is "owned" elsewhere...if that is really possible for some cats.
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