White day, green day, white day

Over a couple of days we accumulated about 4 inches of snow. It was cold, too. Thanksgiving morning it was 16 degrees, but the 'feels like' temperature with the wind was zero. Later in the day it warmed up to feels like 4 degrees. The snow hung around until last night.

Today, it's 64 degrees out. The record for today is 64 degrees, set in 1990. Actually I question the highs and lows for the weather on the My AOL page. We haven't had any record temperatures since 1999?

I had to go to the dentist this morning, so I decided to run some errands in the nice weather. That is, run errands before the rain started that they threatened us with. I told the dogs I was going out and Molly said 'treats mom, need treats, you need to buy more treats, I want treats. Get some food too, while you are out there. Feed me, I am hungry. Can you get more treats?' So I stopped at the required stores for what I needed. I even grabbed some dried papaya pieces and fresh broccoli and cauliflower.

I intended to get food for basically a Thanksgiving dinner, since I didn't cook and wasn't sent home with leftovers. I ate lightly on Thanksgiving because I don't like that over full, I am going to blow up feeling. Now I am hungry for turkey. I can have some friends over for dinner.

When a warm breeze brushed my face in the parking lot of the fruit market, I rushed home to take the girls for a stroll. We never get to walk outside this late in the year because it's always too cold for me. I grabbed several bags of groceries out of the trunk. Well, whatever you call the back end of an SUV. I had at least one more bag than I should have tried to carry. I had to stumble along the garage and try not to trip over my daughter's things, which are still here. They are everywhere here. I closed the garage door and went to enter the house.

Molly, let me in!

Did you get treats?

Come on Molly, unlock the door, I bought treats!

I can't smell them. Hold them by the bottom of the door. Did you get the right ones?

Molly, let me in, this stuff is heavy and if you don't unlock the door I am going to drop your treats all over the garage floor and the mice will eat them.

I don't believe you. I think you forgot to get the correct treats. Did you get me food, too? You know I like a variety of vegetables and fruits, not just boring kibble. The vet said I can have a lot of different things. I still don't smell the treats.

The treats are in plastic, Molly. Let me in, I have to pee.

Baby had to pee while you were gone. She had to poop too, but guess what. She doesn't need to any more. Be careful where you walk, OK? Where are my treats?

Open the door, Molly, and we can go for a walk, OK?

Walk? Outside? Walk? Smell rabbits and squirrels and eat goose poop? Can I have treats first? Get off my head, Baby, so I can let mom in. What is wrong with you? Can't you go sit down?

Molly? Let me in!

OK, but if you don't have the right treats, I am going to get even.

Mom, where is the turkey? You forgot the turkey, didn't you?

Sigh. Yes, I forgot the turkey. Hey, stop eating all the papaya! Dogs don't like that stuff!