We’re having a classic Texas blue norther – wind roars in and the temperature plummets. The house is getting chilly so the little grey creature comes up and crawls into the little space between me and the back of my chair. After a few minutes I come to realize how much warmth can be generated by one small cat…wiggly warmth, to be sure.
Tummy is happy after dinner sandwiches composed of grilled portabella, roasted bell pepper, spicy brown mustard, and gruyere on ciabatta (sp?) bread; I’m contemplating a girl scout cookie and an early bedtime.
Tomorrow I get to dress up in suit-type clothes and go present the report I wrote last week to the client’s board. I feel so grown-up…
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