We still have some leftover snow at our place....and I hear there's more coming.
The wind is really blowing though, and that makes it feel like about thirty below.
(I kid, midwestern friends.)
Rocket's little paw prints have frozen.
After his first snow adventure, he has decided he loves it. And now he whines and moans to go outside
all the time.
Lola has no need for the great outdoors.
In fact, when you're 12 years old...and dainty like she is...you spend your days sleeping in front of the heat vents.
Guess where the vent is in this room?
Yep. Under the cart thingy...with one of those plastic cover doo dads that directs the warm air out.
And onto my cat evidently.
She's a heat hog.
In other news...
I have to tell you how Belle has been loving her advent calendar:
Found it at Ulta (new store in the mall, woohoo!) and got it at a great Black Friday price!
Nothing says looking forward to celebrating the birth of Jesus to an almost 17 year old girl
like lip gloss and eye shadow.
Sooooo, right after I said she'd only been up the tree once...
up she went. Thankfully, not all the way to the top.
Happy Thursday...stay warm!