Welcome to my world, Friday edition.  The weather report called for snow overnight and into this morning.  They never seem to call it right so we didn't know what to expect this morning.  This is what we found out the front door.  This is with no flash and it was darker than this at 6:15 am.  There's about an inch of snow, not enough to make it hard to get around, just enough to make things messy.

When Pk and I leave the house at 6:50 am every day, our street is fairly quiet.  The neighbor across the street is often leaving or has just left.  Otherwise there's not much movement.  Sometimes there are  high school kids walking by but not too often.  When there is snow falling, it is almost silent.  Hear your own heartbeat silent.  The snow muffles everything and it feels wrong to talk and break the silence.  I love that.  You can hear the snowflakes hitting the ground (they make a swisss noise).

Here's a shot of Locust Street in downtown Philadelphia.  The building on the right is an assisted living apartment building.  There's a old man who lives there that I often see on my way home.  He calls me his girlfriend.   My coworkers think this is funny.   As I was walking down the street (my train lets me off about a block and a half from my building), I could see some sunshine behind the clouds so I know when I leave today, most of this will be gone.  Just a small bright spot in an otherwise ordinary January morning.

So, I'm sitting on the bed last night and look at my closet and OMG!  There are glowing eyes!  Is it an alien? a zombie? (although why a zombie would be hiding in my shoes is a mystery)  No, just Hobbes who decided he should sit on the shelf where my shoes should be.  He was not all that thrilled at having his photo taken.  He wouldn't look at me.  Stubborn cat.  He would like nothing more than to have opposable thumbs so he could feed himself and not need us at all.  Once in a while he decides he needs love but I think if he could pet himself, he'd be happier.  I think he hates it that he's dependent on us. 

The Christmas tree comes down tomorrow and all the decorations will be put away.  The good thing is that there will be light in the living room again.  The tree goes in front of the big window and blocks all the light.  The not so good thing is that I miss all the Christmas things.  I know in my heart that one of the things that makes them special is that they only come out for one month of the year. But still..... And it will be time to put away the penguins.  We inherited another one from (assumably) Kate.  It was there when we got home on Wednesday.  Penguinski in action.  It's a good thing Pk never said he liked alligators or water buffalos.

We are finishing up the christmas cookies.  Thank goodness.  I know I am carrying around a few more pounds now than I was in early December.  Time to go back to eating more fruit and yogurt and granola.  But I do love cookies.

I'd like to go and see Avatar or Sherlock Holmes this weekend.  Maybe we can squeeze both in.  Double feature!  And I'm going to find time to work on Pk's sweater before Sock Wars begins.  I've got 5 inches done!  Only 16 more inches to get to the armholes.

Have a good weekend.