The little church here in town canceled services for today. No Sunday school, no morning meeting, no evening service. Blowing snow and a -25 degree F wind chills aren't kind to those brave enough to venture outside.
I've not done any serious grocery shopping lately, so this morning I took inventory of my food stash. Ben said he was coming over this afternoon and I wondered what kind of victuals I might fix. I found a can of sweetened condensed milk, and another of cherry pie filling, to go with a package of cream cheese waiting in the fridge. A box of crunchy granola bars from Target got crunched up and made into pie crust. (They tasted like crunched up graham cracker bars to start with.) Chicken soup, loaded up with carrots, celery, and onions, is simmering on the back burner. When the time is right I'll add some frozen spinach and a box of leftover rice form our Chinese take-out the other day. Maybe I'll even bake up a batch of biscuits to eat with butter and some of that honey my darling got from his bee keeper friend. And maybe a batch of those way too yummy molasses cookies like mom used to make.
Orville the Trick Fish swam his last stroke and was transported to the Pond Beyond on Friday night. I wonder if he might be doing back floats in Fish Heaven? No more searching the fish bowl and making determinations as to whether or not he's still alive. Yesterday morning I sent him off on the Porcelain Express, soaked the bowl with bleach, and filled it up with water for those crazy cats of mine. And you know, a fish bowl without a fish is just... well.. a bowl full of rocks, so I added a fish just in case anyone should ask what it's still doing on the shelf.
The cats are happy lazing about the house these days. In another month (or so) the snow and cold temperatures will have moved on and spring will be on its way.