Zara Is a Goofball

I'm glad that I'm waiting until after the San Jose trip to start my diet. This gives me the chance to get into the habit of going to the gym first.

 

Woke up at 10 AM. The snow is coming down at a pretty good clip.

 

Fed the girls and peace reigned over the land. For the moment.

 

Studied Spanish flashcards.

 

Zara always goes flying into the microwave box, and I hear a thud, and think, "What the hell?" Goof.

 

Work has been quiet.

 

Freezing rain tonight and tomorrow morning. I hate freezing rain.

 

Zara was manic after I fed her. She was flinging herself in the box, circling, and flipping over. I told her to settle down because she sounded like a herd of elephants. She has quieted down. Goof :)

 

I'm stressing about a possible government shutdown. I go to San Jose (hmm, I almost wrote $an Jose, which is probably about right) a week from Tuesday.

 

 

Everyone Talks about the Weather...

There isn't a lot of ice outside. Excellent.

 

Fed myself and the girls. Studied Spanish flashcards.

 

It's been raining this afternoon and evening, and I've been wondering if it will freeze. The low is just above freezing. The high tomorrow is 35 F. So I'm a little worried. Chicago is an ice skating rink according to my Facebook friends. The weather forecasters are predicting a "wintry mix" around 9 AM, when I leave for class. I guess that I'll go to sleep and see what the morning brings.

There's a freezing rain advisory in the area where my class is. Not good.

 

Zara is thumping around in her box again. I might never be able to throw it out.