We only got a "dusting" of snow last night, and not the three to six inches the weather guys were expecting. But we do have the cold. It is 3F (-16C) outside now. I will be spending a lot of time in my heated cat cup.
The tennis in Oz has been good. The late matches are still going on when Mom gets up in the morning, so she was able to watch Stan-the-man beat Djokovic yesterday and this morning we watched Roger Federer win against Andy Murray.
Last night we watched the first Sherlock. Oh boy, Mom loves him big time. Watson too.
Mom's slowly getting the house back to "normal" (that means clean) now that she has finished her funny chicken quilt. She actually folded and put away the laundry that had been sitting out for two weeks. She did all the dishes in the kitchen and cleared off a lot of junk on the dining room table. She paid all the Mr Bills and the worktables in her studio and clean and neat. There is a gigantic stack of paper in the "office" she has to work her way through.
Have I told you lately how glad I am to be a cat?