It’s Tuesday, and you know what that means!!! A post. Was that anticlimactic? Sorry.
For the last two days I have been receiving an awesome gift from mother nature–snow days!
Wait, what did you think I was going to say? Get your head out of the gutter!
My university has been shut down due to an enormous amount of snow (that only kind of came–we didn’t get the full amount they predicted), and way-below-freezing temperatures. Today it’s supposed to get to -25 degrees, which is nothing compared to poor Minnesota who has temperatures in the -60 range.
We have friends in Minnesota and we can’t help making fun of them a little bit, but mostly feeling really, really bad for them. Temperatures in certain parts of America have actually reached Arctic status. So, you know, that’s exciting. Would that be considered a success? I don’t know. It kind of feels a little end-of-the-worldish. But that’s okay, because I have a heated throw blanket.
Ain’t nothin gonna stop me! I will survive, yeah, yeah. *end of the part where I break into song*
I also have a dog who likes to sleep on my lap (he’s like a mini heater), which is strange since I do just about everything in my power to make sure there’s no room for him to lay down (he likes to cuddle and even the word cuddle makes me uncomfortable), but he doesn’t care. It’s normally my laptop that I’m using as a shield–surprise, surprise–but not even that can stop him anymore. He’ll lay down on the keys if he has to. He’s written 20 pages of djjdksldjlk before as I struggled to remove him from my lap. Only, he doesn’t like that either, so he does what we have now deemed “rag-dolling” where he puts no tension in any of his muscles and makes you do all the work.
What a turd.
He’s a Mini Schnauzer, I guess they’re kind of supposed to be brats.
This is Humphrey:
And this is what he did while I was trying to write this post:
P.S. Can I just point out that he didn’t want to sit by me, he just wanted to sit on my heated blanket (it’s the blue thing near my feet). I’m being used by my own dog!