We have a snow storm coming. And let me tell ya, I am kinda happy to hear that as this winter has been anything but wintery so far. My farm has nary a blanket of snow like it usually does. It's more like it has a crinkly bit of saranwrap of snow adorning it, which is not winter-like at all.
I mean, I haven't even been snowshoeing once, BLECH!
But, that should change as we are supposed to get up to half a foot of floof over the next twenty-four hours. I mean a girl can hope, right?
Because I feel like if it is going to be cold and dreary, then there should at least be a modicum of snow to enjoy.
Aside from the my want of snow, things have been playing out in the manner of winter things around here. I've been getting seed catalogs and forming a garden plan for the year in the recesses of my cranium. I've also been getting ready to head back to college for the first time in eighteen years. This next Wednesday is kickoff day for that endeavor, and I have to say I am more than a bit excited.
Yesterday, we got our daughter back on the road for her 500+ mile drive back to college. She is taking the equivalent of 36 credits this semester because she is INSANE! (I more than love her!), on top of a full course load, she also added an anatomy and physiology online course out of a school in Kansas so she can graduate with her nursing degree in four years. Plus, she is starting an EMT course because she wants to work as an EMT or in the emergency room as a CNA this summer and has to be an EMT to do either of those. Oh and did I mention she also has a job as a CNA at a care home at nights on the weekends and is on the college shotgun team.
That girl, I tell ya! (Much proud).
Anyway, she made it home safe last night and I am feeling a lot less aprenhensive. Mainly because while I was helping my whirlwind of a daughter get ready to depart I was also taking care of the hubs who has been down with the worst case of illness I have ever seen him have. The only thing he said Wednesday was for us to get the tractor, dig a hole, call our vet, and put him in a coffin in it. Poor hubs (he is much improved today).
Which brings me back to this morning. This morning I needed to bake my overnight artisan bread dough that had been doing its thing on top of my dishwasher overnight. I bake this kind of bread frequently, but today for some reason I had a bunch of cat callers in attendance.
I mean, they all were wound and everywhere to be found. Teela took up her position as head critic on top of the gaming chair and stared at me in a manner that was a mixture of Professor Mcgonagall and a touch of Hannibal Lecter. I swear every time I turned away from her intense gaze that the hair on my neck rose.
The pressure to perform definitely was heightened today with such a cadre of cat critics in residence. One thing I pointed out to them is that the quality of my loaves have infinitely improved since I started taking the time to measure my water in a liquid measuring cup instead of whatever I grabbed.
The Void didn't seem to be too impressed by my technique improvement.
As I placed the loaf into the Dutch Oven, I decided that I wasn't going to let their pack intimidation tactics sway my vibe and instead reminded them that I was in possession of the ultimate weapon of dispersal.
The spray bottle full of lavender hydrosol.
Nothing evaporates a pack of intimidating felines like a few sprays of lavender bliss.
Well, maybe the vacuum, but I only deploy that WOMD in times of true terror.
And on that note, it's time for me to get back to work, there's garden beds to plan, fuel levels to check pre-storm, and some chickens to feed.
And you can bet your last chew toy that I will be alert for some feline interlopers during my progress...
My terrorist is hellbent on getting to each and every window on the east side of the house to watch the birds. Because of the intense cold that moved in last night, they are frantic at the feeders.
My fairy lives against that wall, supposedly protected by the shelf and the prickly plant. Guess who thought he fit on her little table? Well, she didn’t fall, this time…. Sigh…
Your beastie sure is more than a bit like Dennis The Menace lol! That said, I sure am glad the fairy didn't meet her end splatting on the floor. Good luck my friend lol lol!
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This weekend the back to back storms slowed him down. But I bet as soon as the weather clears he’ll be back at it.
That kitty looks intense. He's a micro-manager for sure 😼
Yes, she is always intensely scrutinizing something, well, when she is not snuggling and purring lol!
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Aww
Your daughter seem to be a very brilliant person
Congratulations to your family and kudos to your daughter for making you proud
Thank you so much for the kind words! She definitely is driven and more than busy, and yep, I am super proud of her😊
Hope you are having a fantastic weekend!
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The cats are so so cute!! And the loaf turned out amazingly! My pack of kitties like to watch me stretch and juggle and of course, prepare their chicken dinner!
Oh I bet they beyond a good audience! Mine also seem to enjoy it when I cook up some chicken, but it would be dangerous if I tried to juggle, so I am glad to hear that you are awesome at it, those cats of yours have some serious awesome entertainment!
Thanks so much for stopping by!
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My cats are currently more interested in sleeping than in supervising, although the bipolar gray cat does tend to take her naps close to wherever I am. Perhaps she supervises with her eyes closed. Since the winter weather has been so mild, the yellow cat keeps asking to go outside, but then comes back in just a few minutes later. He wants spring.
My older cats all splay around the woodstove and don't go outside much, but the kittens have been quite adventurous! Meatball even went snowshoeing with me yesterday and put in about a mile hike on his little cat paws, such a goof!
By the end of February I will be like your yellow cat...
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