I may be old and I may be bent, but I had the money till it all got spent

So!  We here at the Cat Farm did not get whacked with eleventymillion inches of snow, thanking all appropriate deities.  Conditions are currently sunny, but windy, taking the 24F/-4C down to 12F/-11C.  I have dealt with the snow on the deck and stairs, and cleared off the cars, noting that the amount of precipitation is so trivial that the plow guy has not yet made his first pass, to clear the (teensy, tiny) berm.

Now, I've had my first cup of coffee and a piece of 12-grain bread with butter, and I'm considering going to the movies.

Sadly, Frozen -- y'all talked me into it! -- isn't showing at the Waterville Cinema, having been replaced by Winter's Tale, about which I'm. . .ambivalent.  But! Frozen is showing at the Augusta Cinema, 30 miles thataway.

MEDot claims the roads are intermittently snow-covered, what a surprise.  If I go down 202, instead of risking my life to those who believe that one must travel at 85 mph on I95 no matter the conditions, the trip should be relatively pleasant.  Leave early, stop at B&N (conveniently located right next door) to sign Carousel Sun, if any, catch the early show and be back before full dark.

*checks wallet*

Well.  Hello, Mr. Jackson.

Hmmmm. . .

Sunday Morning Cat Census

Scrabble has taken to tucking herself into this Scrabble-sized corner in Steve's office, against the radiator, where it's nice and toasty:

Scrabble Least in Sight
Photo by Sharon Lee

It being Sunday, Mozart decided to have a Second Breakfast, with his Faithful Fan Club looking on.  Hungrily.

Second Breakfast, with audience
Photo by Sharon Lee

. . .the orange thing is a throwing ring; the Toy of the Hour, even when there are no Thumbs around to throw it.  Sprite carries it with her from room to room, like a teddy bear.