Welcome to another Scattered Saturday. I’d just like to mention that I am in the middle of a HUGE case of post-play letdown. Who knew it could be this bad? It’s worse than my post-Christmas letdown and my post-Christmas letdown could stop a Mac truck. But I did not begin this blog post to whine and cry about my troubles, but rather to give you a brief overview of my day.
I thought today was supposed to be dreadfully cold, like zero and below. Come to find out, that’s tomorrow. Today’s high was supposed to be in the 20s. 28 according to one source, 22 according to another. That sounded like a rather crucial seven degrees to me, but as usual I hoped for the best. It was still single digits when we got up (slept in till six. Woohoo!) but had risen to 11 by the time Steven left for work about 10:20.
I had written my usual postcards and wanted to take Tabby for a walk. Was it really only 11 degrees out? It hadn’t seemed so bad when Steven opened the door to leave for work. I took a chance.
Sometimes you gamble and you lose. My eyelids were cold! That is a very uncomfortable feeling. Not as bad, however, as the guilt I was soon feeling when it became clear that Tabby’s paws were so cold as to be painful for her. I think it wasn’t too bad till after we left the post office, but there was nothing I could do but get the poor pooch home as quickly as possible. I did try to use my mittens to brush her paws temporarily clear of snow. I think she appreciated the effort.
After rubbing Tabby’s paws down and giving her a treat, I thought to head right out to the grocery store and get that out of the way. It was a brilliant plan, only flawed by my failure to remember my purse. I came home and said to hell with it.
I then spent some time cleaning the house, rather ineffectually I must admit. This was a necessity, because as part of my efforts to stave off post-play letdown, I am planning a party for next weekend. Luckily I have a whole week left to work on it.
Much later I broke down and went back to Hannaford. I bought a goodly amount of food, which now I have to cook, or at least chop up and mix together. One must eat after all. First I washed the dishes, so I would have part of the sink free to thaw the turkey in water. Turkeys were on sale for 89 cents a pound. I thought with tomorrow zero and below how nice it would be to have a turkey cooking all day in the oven. I only wish I had remembered to purchase potatoes.
So you see it really has been a Scattered Saturday. Scatter-brained mostly. However, at least I have my blog post written. Perhaps soon I can move on to the bra off, sweats on, wine drinking portion of the day. I hope you’re all having a lovely weekend.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
My dear wife Karen and I went to the Syracuse-Duke game, MVG. Cold and snow walking up the hill to the Carrier Dome, colder and snowier walking down the hill from the dome after the loss. Oh, well. The Orange made a close game of it. Tomorrow we aren’t planning on leaving the house. I will have to let Ellie B out from the back porch, but that’s it. It might not get over 0! Enjoy your turkey sans potatoes.
Thanks. I may not get to cook the turkey after all, but I’ll write about that adventure if it happens (ooh, don’t mean to be cryptic). I haven’t been to the Dome since high school when I watched an RFA football game. I must make it back there sometime. Stay warm and pet your dog!
You stay warm, too, oh cryptic one that must get to the west more frequently. Listen to me. I have been to Herkimer … ??? Yes to Utica, though. I don’t know if that buys me a pass.
It was merely that a friend might have needed a ride somewhere, but fortunately was able to solve her problem. Turkey is in the oven as I type. There are not as many reasons to go to Herkimer as to Syracuse or even Utica, so yeah, you can have a pass.
Yay Turkey Sunday! Thanks for the pass, too. 😉