The Elves got all the attention they wanted, my fingers are on strike, and Snoop is felling ignored.
It has turned cold, well chilly. A few more degrees and we would have frost… um… Mother Nature… this is July (middle of SUMMER?) Remember that season? I know we were saying it was very warm (when you have mega brothers who know how to tease you quickly learn never to say you are hot). Last night got cold enough that Snoop woke me up to get the feather blanket out of storage to cover him with so he wouldn’t freeze. Isn’t that what he has a fur coat for? We are used to warmer weather and got spoiled.
. Occasionally Snoop would jump up onto the desk and check out what was going on and purr. Occasionally he would walk over the keyboard and sit on it to stare me in the eyes, yes, he was looking for equal time.
. He managed to turn the brightness down on the screen enough I couldn’t see the words for a while… surprised myself that I didn’t have to phone Becca to ask her how to turn the light back on. Yea, I know, computer illiterate.
Going to be a short one this week, finished reworking Dance, Ballerina, Dance and Return of the Legend. Waiting to hear from others about Theory in Depth, that one is going to be another exercise in controversy.