The Weekly Freeze

Two crazy yellow eyeballs stared at me from deep in a fuzzy black face, calculating. The fattest cat in the history of the U.S. was preparing to board the loveseat. What I couldn’t know at the time was that she was also preparing to board me.

“Pumpkin!”

THUD. There she was – enormous dirty black fuzzball – settling her hindquarters on the stack of Moleskines in my lap. There was no changing her mind.

PURRRRRRRR…

“Oh well.”

So while a very happy cat began gently clawing at my collarbone, I had little choice but to remove the bent notebooks and scratch her head.

Meanwhile it was cold. It was so dang cold, I could hear my bones rattling together as I sat shivering in the car, waiting for it to warm up. I still had to get out in the deep freese four times before the day was over.

After the podcast was recorded that morning, chicken-vegetable soup was downed for lunch, and Puck was picked up from school in excellent condition, Carrie-Bri rolled out the bleach mixture for my hair. It had been two or three months too long.

Using a new technique involving slabs of plastic padding, my head resembled a Polynesian headdress from the St. Louis Art Museum more than anything else. Dad walked in the door with four boxes of hot ‘n ready pizzas from Little Caesar’s – a Snicketts Family dinner go-to in a pinch – and just stared.

“I wish you girls would just leave your hair alone.”

Of course the headdress effect was only temporary. I am happy to report that the final result was less unique and just more blonde. Additionally, the blue/pink catastrophe of Linnea-Irish’s head had also been rectified. She was now a sort of brunette-ish/auburn.

Meanwhile, Puck was doing a decent job of not being too bored in the all-female salon. He’d found a rubber band from the mail packet. He let that baby sing all over the house, snapping into ceilings, walls, floors, and sometimes a little too close to Mom’s collection of kerosene lamps.

Back home for the night, Oxbear had big things going on at work this week, so we let him break the old diet and take some time to relax – cake donuts, peach Izze, and “Lonesome Dove”.