It's December

First, kudos to the Yarn Harlot for explaining what's going on in Canadian politics, because without newspapers, canada.com news not working on my work computer, and no real radio news, I've been completely baffled, but without much time to search out the news stories to inform myself. Now I know at least a bit, and can form my own opinion on the matter.

It's December and I'm working on Christmas cards, the Christmas letter, the donation to the Christmas silent auction, Christmas presents... Maybe it's Christmas soon? I am also on my twelfth day straight of working, and I'm tired. I would hope this weekend would be restful, but we have Mike's company Christmas party, the Jingle On Parade with the greyhounds, the bathrooms need cleaning, laundry needs to get done, and I really want to finish with the Christmas shopping and cards beyond waiting for the mailman to bring the online ordered stuff. But maybe I can sleep in one day...

Gosh, that's whiny. I don't mean for it to be, but I'm tired...

I got Priest two new toys for Christmas, one of which has replaceable squeakers. Do you think he'll like it?

Mike and I are going away overnight next Saturday, and Priest is going for a sleepover with his Aunt Sue and her three greyhounds (plus a foster). I'm sure he'll do fine, but I feel a little like a parent leaving her baby with a babysitter for the first time. I'll have to resist the urge to call Sue on Saturday night and see how he's doing. Does that make me silly?

It snowed here yesterday, but now it's plus 3 and everything is melting. It was all nice and light and fluffy snow, but now it's thick and wet and slick. It's December! As much as I'm enjoying the not-minus-30, this is just too weird...

And so ends today's randomness.