A perfect end to a fantastic day...

in good company.

Been one of those weeks...

Earlier this week my poor pampered feline had to take her first trip to the vet. She had an abscess (ew) that needed to be cleaned and get a shot of antibiotics. She was quite a trooper actually, I thought she'd flip the moment the thermometer was... um, put to use. I only heard her cursing the name of the vets when they took her into the back room for the shave, cleaning and injections. Even then it was mild. She is definitely a better patient than I. I still flinch every time I see a needle.

Today she's back to her normal spoiled self and begging to go outside and come back in every five minutes.

Aside from pet problems its just been one of those weeks. I've been lazy and depressed. With the cold weather and it being the "Holiday Season" I've been resigned to stay indoors. Don't worry, I work outside so I'm getting my lungs full of jet exhaust infused fresh air.
Also, I did have a wonderful evening on Monday night. Mandie came down from the valley and we made dinner and watched episodes of Glee. But I don't go out much once December hits. I tend to hate Christmas when I spend too much time out and about during this tragically festive time of year. The crowded stores, the scary bell ringers at the entrances, people politely shoving you out of the way to get the last Taylor Swift album or Star Wars Lego set. Road rage takes on new meaning at this time of year. The freeways are always a joy to travel. Everyone waving a friendly "California Howdy" as they tear across the black ice in their Mormon Assault Vehicles. The most wonderful time of the year.

So yeah I stay indoors at this time and my waist line is seeing the result of my hermitage. Along with inflatable stomach my higher brain functions seem to be affected as well. This morning I made some eggs and logged onto the computer to read the news. After a couple of minutes I heard the faint sound of sizzling. I glanced down at my plate where only crumbs remained of my breakfast and couldn't imagine what was cooking. On hopping up and dashing into the kitchen my eyes beheld this:

Yup! I'm a smarty!.:)
So here's to the weekend being better! Please please please be better!