like this!

That apparently is not it.

We got probably two and a half feet over the three days based on what I can tell, but that's from facebook! Because we're in Indiana for our mini-furlough, which means we've got endless overcast skies and some dispirited raining. I feel somewhat jealous of the snowed-in peeps, which I acknowledge is probably deeply wrong.

Seriously, though? If I ever have to move back here to look after the familial units, I am so going to have SAD. I am used to the sunshine, I tell you what.

In mildly related news, I took a bubble bath and painted my nails tonight to try to shake the doldroms (SO has been sick, his dad took a tumble (he's fine, but it's still upsetting), lots of emotionally fraught stuff: it's just not been a restful hiatus.) and I did it too late at night, so now I have to stay up later for them to dry, and I'm probably still going to have the little texture squashies in them in the morning. Bah. It's OPI's mini Sanguine, though, so they're lovely and bloody looking at the moment.

ColorAHdo, avocado, Movado. Gotcha. Thanks!

I sometimes worry about getting injured and living alone. But I like living alone, so it's a risk I have to accept. Allyson, it was good of you to check on her!

Okay, actually I want to wear muumuus. But the awesome Hawaii kind with all the bright colors.

I inherited my MIL's authentic Hawaiian muumuus. I've got a scarlet one with printed black flowers and a cobalt blue one with printed black flowers. There are no labels in them, and Hubby thinks they were made by friends of theirs from when they lived in Hawaii in the 70s.

I'm currently wearing my MIL's long velour robe/house coat with a full length zipper down the front, my go-to winter coverup. A robe with a zipper makes so much sense. It's red with black Scottie dogs printed all over.

I used to have a wonderful, floor length, robe with hoodie and a pockets that zipped up. Mom got it for $3 at a garage sale - still had the tags on. It would have been wonderful for Vermont, unfortunately right before I moved the zipper broke. So it didn't come with me and I'm still trying to find the perfect thing to replace it.

I like the caftan that Jen linked to. And ita !, that thing your sister suggested looks like a kurta to me. I wear kurtas all the time. I would tell you where to buy one except my MiL bought me pretty much all of mine, and I suspect she bought them all on eBay. But as for finding one foot shopping, there is an Indian clothing shop near my house, on Overland I think. You could try there.

My dog is breaking my heart. He just woke me up trying to get up on the bed with me with his bum leg. He played today so I convinced myself he was better. Healing, no doubt, but not well. Now he's back asleep on his bed, but I'm still awake and sad.

We were waiting until he was better to go back to my folks' place, who have a nice fenced yard but won't let the dog in the house. Understandable, it's a very nice new clean white house, and furthermore, my very allergic bil is coming. But I don't like him out in the cold garage while he's still recuperating. Here at the SO's folks' place it's less comfy for us (SO is asleep on the floor next to the dog) but they are way more laid back with the dog. He puked on their carpet and they were not fussed at all.

Argh. I feel like an overreacty dog owner, but I also do need to look after him. It doesn't help that the other dog at the urgent care vet with him had to be put down while we were there. Just so upsetting. So I am probably lacking in perspective. But can I just say so far this furlough fucking sucks. I hope we don't try again for another ten years.

The other depressing contributing factor is that the last surviving pine tree of 70000 in the tsunami area was being tended, but the consevation group just gave up trying to save it. Roots too rotted by seawater. It was a symbol of hope, and I'm trying hard not to see its death as a symbol of destruction, but, blargh. There's other stuff too. But mostly I wish my dog was well and I didn't have to keep rearranging my plans.

Oh Liese, sending you hugs and love and hope. I'm sorry it's been so hard.

Liese, I'm sorry about the suckiness. Wishing you better days, starting now.

Liese, your parents are in Indiana? Did they used to be in MN? My mom says I know them, but I never got the whole story from her clearly.