If you're looking for a new way to waste your time, you can go to roxik.com and make your own dancing stick-eskimo.
Today we slept in, then ate breakfast while watching a moose eat trees in the backyard. Our lot is actually quite the animal crossroads, since the owners of three dogs in the condos next door let their pets wander freely. Chenathedog loves it, after 6 months in apartment exile. The black cat that lives on the other side of our house comes over to stare into the patio door and just be creepy. We're not exactly cat people.
I'm dragging my feet as usual to get unpacked and organized. I spent much of the past three days fuming over the fact that (well, yes I could have done it) despite Grampy's big slip on the ice and more than one harrowing van spinout down the driveway, somebody didn't spread any sand on our front iceyard. In hindsight, all my fuming was a completely pointless waste of energy and time, kind of like the dancing eskimo...
Okay, time to hand the computer over to Miss Grumpy 2008. Moose pictures coming soon.
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