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16 October 2009 @ 07:45 pm
I'm still too scattered for a full LJ post, with paragraph breaks and proper grammar and spelling. It's wild times here at Kelly's LJ, and no mistake!

Today is October 16th, which means yesterday was October 15 - when it snowed. A lot. Sort of a big deal for my neck o' the woods. Between that and the narrow brown bands on our local wooly bears, I'm thinking this winter is going to be ever so snowy...

... so it's a good thing we finally got our delivery of firewood! A goodly amount isn't quite as seasoned as we'd like, but it's here and waiting to be carted over to the woodshed for last minute splitting (for those unwieldy bits) and stacking (it's like Jenga - IN REVERSE!). There's about four cords' worth, and since Don is stuck working this weekend (not even from home; he has to trek into NYC), I'll be doing a whole lot of hauling.

Did I mention it snowed yesterday? 'Cause there's still a whole lot of activity in the cricket and spider communities. Not that it stopped me from shifting the old woodpile today. Okay, it totally did. I shrieked and ran, hands flapping uselessly. The big stuff I can deal with. Little leaping/crawling/scuttling things? Thanks, but NO.

In keeping with the 'it's getting chilly here' theme, HT has come to a decision. When he was still outdoors, he'd curl up on my lap and burrow his head into whatever oversized fleece or flannel thing I was wearing. Once we brought him in, he eschewed laps altogether... until yesterday. He'd hopped up on my desk and was mid-trek to the top of the bookcase when he stopped, looked at me, and considered. Then, he stepped down and curled his enormous, solidly muscled frame onto my lap. I sat, stunned. He butted his head against my arm to let me know the skritching could commence. I'd call it an anomaly, but he did it again today. It's all kinds of fun to watch him try to fit himself onto the available lap space. Tom is one big cat.

Right, then. Off to get a fire going in the woodstove. 'Cause it's getting chilly here. And I have firewood to burn.
pheylanpheylan on October 16th, 2009 11:58 pm (UTC)
I am totally with you on the crickets. Crickets and grasshoppers will get me every time. However, I'm totally cool with the 8 legged critters. I'm the one picking up spiders and moving them to spots where they won't be disturbed. So you woodpile would have me alternating between "EEEEE! Get it OFF!" and "Awwww. How Cuuuute!"
Yeah, I'm freaky like that.
Zoë Tzoethor on October 17th, 2009 01:43 am (UTC)
Our cats are just starting to discover "laps" and the bounties that can be obtained therein.

Also, there have been no wooly bears here and I am SAD! They are so cute and fuzzy!
Kelladyjoust on October 17th, 2009 01:57 am (UTC)
First of all, since I failed to respond elsewhere, CONGRATS!!! on the job! I'm so delighted for you.

As to the wooly bears, I can box a few up and send them your way. Not sure why we've so many this year, but they're everywhere. I suspect my fondness for them stems from having an entomologist Granddad that did a study on the width of the brown band v. severity of winter.

As to kitties and laps: Photobucket

I adore that Esme's undaunted by an already occupied lap. I further love that Zinda's all, "Well, whatever." I miss that girl something fierce.
Zoë Tzoethor on October 17th, 2009 02:01 am (UTC)
Awww. I am trying my darnedest to train Ms Friskers to sit in laps, as currently her attention getting ploy is to sit in front of my laptop while I am using it.

Any chance that your granddad's study is written up somewhere? I'd love to read it!
Kelladyjoust on October 17th, 2009 02:14 am (UTC)
You know kitties. It has to be THEIR idea, or no go. I suspect Ms. Friskers will come 'round.

I don't know that the study was published, but I'm looking. Ooo! and in looking, foundthis. Naturally I'm biased, but I think Granddad rocked that pencil mustache.

Zoë Tzoethor on October 17th, 2009 02:34 am (UTC)
Your grandfather is FAMOUS! http://www.almanac.com/content/woolly-bear-caterpillars-weather-predictors

You officially have the coolest relative of everyone I know.
Kelladyjoust on October 17th, 2009 02:25 am (UTC)
Nothing conclusive, but it's something.

On a related note, each time I go to the Museum of Natural History, I ache to approach TPTB and tell them that my Granddad was a curator of Entomology, that my Grams worked there as a teacher (and that's how they met), that my dad grew up running around the deserted halls on the off hours, just to see if they'll give me a behind the scenes tour. And I always chicken out. I'm so lame.

harpiegirl4: autumn roadharpiegirl4 on October 17th, 2009 11:42 am (UTC)
Ahhh sounds so cozy!
Btw, did my dad ever come by to do that firewood thing? I was sort of on the periphery, but I think he and Don had made plans of some sort at some point...
Kelladyjoust on October 18th, 2009 12:29 am (UTC)
I think your dad and Don have finally sorted things out, and that your dad ended up getting a better price nearer to home than we did!