Cold Outside

Apparently, there was some freezing rain earlier, then a bit of snow, along with a twenty-degree plummet in the temperature. I wouldn’t know, because I stayed indoors today (and tried not to even look outside too often).

– Instead of being out ‘in the world’, I stayed in an did a little tidying up (I should stress the ‘little’ in that phrase) and wrapped presents. I had briefly flirted with the idea of sending out Christmas cards this year, but when I printed out a test sheet of the photo I wanted to use (which I consider hi-larious), it was a little too dark. And then my computer crashed before I could fix it. So bum. But if I get the picture back, I’ll show it to you.
– Speaking of computers, I placed my order today for the World’s Most Beautiful Computer (an iMac). I can hardly wait until it arrives. It’s triggered my nesting instinct; part of me feels like the old computer space won’t be good enough for this one. After spending many years being staunchly anti-Apple (I hate the hype), I will soon be bidding my last PC a breezy goodbye. My MacBook has given me very little reason to complain over the past year and a half, so I can’t say I mind.

– I got that. . . tchotchke that’s hanging in the window at the thrift store. I generally try to ask myself, ‘But do I need this?’ when I’m shopping, but in this case, the answer was, ‘Well, I need my house to be pretty. So yes.’ Plus, you know, it cost almost nothing.
– With regard to Beany’s sweater: It came from the dollar section at Target, and I only made her wear it long enough to take a picture. Cats know how to keep themselves warm, people. And yes, I did decide that I needed to buy the sweater just so I could take a picture of Beany wearing it. It may be time to reconsider my meaning of ‘need’.

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One Response to Cold Outside

  1. Alicia says:

    Have you ever read the Shopaholic series (now a movie) by Sophie Kinsella? Your reasoning about buying things reminds me of Becky, tehehe, but she had an addiction with a capital A, and you, of course, don’t, and you are quite entitled to your pretty little, ummm, thing, in your window.

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