Winter Wonderland

So I’m in East Tennessee at my parents’ place for Christmas. We got about an inch of snow on Christmas Day, which was nice. Then we woke up to more (!) snow.

I may not be going back to Nashville as planned today. We’ll see….

dad's amish buggy



Something Crashed, Something New

Last Sunday night, after spending a great evening out with my friend Tiffany seeing Blue Man Group at TPAC, I was in an accident. The result:

That would be my 2002 Isuzu Rodeo after the crash.

I had a green light and was going south on Rosa Parks Boulevard through the intersection of Jefferson Street when the Taurus, which headed northbound, turned left onto Jefferson Street in front of me. According to the police report, that driver was going around a person (later described as intoxicated) who was standing in the street. I didn’t see that. All I saw was someone turning into me and no time to stop. I hit the Taurus on the front passenger side, and came to rest against the first car sitting at the red light on Jefferson Street.

Not only was my car totaled in the accident, but I also fractured the radius bone (the one between the thumb and elbow) in my left arm. Yep, my dominant arm, and the same arm that I broke at the shoulder earlier this year. My left arm joints have not had a good year.

My body is still a little sore from it all, and I’m supposed to wear a sling on my left arm for a few weeks. Not fun.

The upside, if there is one, is that I need a new car. I wasn’t exactly ready for car payments again, but luckily I am at a place that I can do it. So I did some research, took some test drives, and Friday (my 37th birthday!) I brought home this, a 2010 Subaru Forester:

I’m happy with it, and the deal I got. Now I just have to break it in… ๐Ÿ™‚

At theย Zoo

I recently took some vacation time and spent a few days visiting my brother, who now lives in Orlando, FL. One of the many things we did (yes, including the Harry Potter thing at Universal) was visit the Central Florida Zoo and Botanical Gardens where he volunteers.

I saw really cool things, some of which I cannot share because I got the special “know somebody behind the scenes” tour that isn’t officially offered. Ahem. ๐Ÿ™‚

That said, I took lots of pictures with my brother’s camera (that I envy so much I’m a nice shade of green). Lots. Most of which suck. Here are a few that I like and feel are decent enough to post:

Yes, I Did Forget I Had a Blog

Partly because I was on vacation for 1 week, partly because I’ve been slammed with work / life stuff, and partly because I’ve tried not to use my computer at home. Shocking, I know.

More to come. Promise.

Boone in the Backyard

Very hectic weekend trying to catch up on life and various errands. Good thing I have such a helpful helper. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Attacked from Above

So the other night I had fallen asleep during a re-watch of Zoolander (one of my favorite guilty pleasures) from a full tummy of Mas Tacos (OMG, I cannot even begin to tell you how good that stuff is — I may have a new food addiction. Thanks, Megan!).

The Boone dog had to go out. I was so groggy I barely could figure out how to open the door. It was drizzling a little, so thankfully Boone was all business. All I had to do was stand out on the patio just at the edge of the awning and wait for him to finish before crashing for the night.

That’s when something touched my hair.

I was still so sleepy, I didn’t even think much other than, oh, the awning is touching my hair or wow the rain is picking up. I even had a brief thought that maybe one of the bats flew a little too close and I felt it.

That’s when something clawed at my hair and face.

Holy crap, adrenaline works fast, my friends. Instant heart pounding, full alert status, regardless of sleepiness. I raised my hands up for protection, hit something furry and soft but sharp, and panicked even more.

Was it ninjas sent to assassin me for knowing too much? Zombies – the thinking, fast kind of course, to get above me? Possums on a rampage? Squirrels from the gutter?

Yes, I actually thought those things, and in that order. Hey, I’d just been asleep and dreaming and while the adrenaline woke up my body, I think my brain was still working at the reptile / early brain level.

Turns out, Mac the cat was just hanging ON TOP OF THE AWNING and had pawed me over the edge. As cats are wont to do, I suppose.

What. The. Hell.

I have no idea how he got up there. Had he been on the roof, too? No idea. Once I realized he was up there, I tried to get him down, and he didn’t seem like he was stuck or all that interested in coming down. Mac was thrilled with taunting me over the edge of the awning and through a seam that has apparently come apart.

I finally had to stand on a chair and grab him down.

Mac the cat seemed quite pleased with himself, and spent the rest of the night cuddled up with me on the bed. His every movement woke me up at high alert.

Needless to say, I didn’t sleep well the rest of the night.

This photo of the awning above the doors going out to my patio will provide some background to the story. When I stand just under the edge of the awning, it’s about a hands width / kitty paw length above my head.