We awoke this morning to a veritable winter wonderland, made all the more wonderful by the announcement that all schools in our area were closed. Unfortunately, this edict did not extend to colleges, but betting on the improbability of any of my students braving the blizzard just for a few more pearls of wisdom, I canceled my classes. It’s week 15 – twist my arm.
The one apparent downside to this unexpectedly leisurely morning was that the paper was not on the porch – which, let’s be fair, was not a big surprise. To our delivery person’s credit, the paper was only about an hour late, which I’m sure was not the case for many subscribers this blustery morning.
So I poured myself a cup of coffee and went back to bed, not with the usual reams of newsprint, but with the sexy new laptop (really, any excuse to get it into bed ~ it’s just that sexy) and downloaded the digital edition of The Gazette. In the past I have avoided this because at heart I am a traditionalist – are you really ‘reading’ the paper if it’s not strewn across the bed, falling onto the floor, suffocating your sleeping spouse, and generally being awkward?
As it turns out, yes.
So as soon as the sales office opened, I called in, canceled my print subscription, and subscribed to the digital edition. Think of me the next time you’re admiring a tree – I saved it.
And in other news…
Not surprisingly, Heidi has gone into winter mode, which consists mainly of sleeping, punctuated by the occasional 4 a.m. yowl, and increasingly intermittent trips to the front/back door to see if winter’s over yet. New this year, however, are the two top choices for sleeping – under the bed and under the bathtub. How is this news, you wonder (particularly if you’re not a cat person)?
Heidi snores.
Now, granted, according to the experts, when your cat snores it’s a sign that the cat trusts you. Well, apparently Heidi thinks of us as the Swiss bankers of the cat world, because she snores louder than any of the humans on the premises.
Which can be disorienting, when the snores are coming from under the tub.
Even more so when you walk into your bedroom and find your sleeping spouse* is apparently a somno-ventriloquist.
*Dr. T really does do more than sleep, these two anecdotes notwithstanding.
You should un-hyphenate somnoventriloquist so that it might one day be playable in word games. At time of writing, Google has zero hits for somnoventriloquist and one hit for somno-ventriloquist (your post). Either way, I hope you get credit for coining this useful term. You might suggest I unhyphenate un-hyphenate, but Google prefers dehyphenate. Sadly, none of these can be played in Scrabble.
I had no idea that cat snores were signs of trust. This is very pleasing to me, especially as Ouma’s snores are delicate, snuffly little things – she’s both quiet AND expressing her devotion. (We’ll overlook her 4 a.m. yowls…)