I was tempted, but for some reason Doug gets uncomfortable when I use the swings. Also, I think there’s too much snow to allow for my legs to hang underneath the swing properly.
I don’t know why, but Doug and I both find it completely adorable when one of the cats sits on the bench in our entryway. Especially when they are nestled among coats and bags.
Last week, with a snowstorm coming, the bread aisle was cleaned out. This week, it’s chips (but not salsa, apparently). I guess that may have something to do with Super Bowl parties…
I strapped on my snowshoes today and took a little tour of the yard. Cleared the area in front of the shed and the compost bin, and just wandered around. It was quite lovely.
Most people use them to collect pennies or other spare change. My coworkers in the accounting office collect staples that have been removed from papers. Like you do.