Mike and I had already decided that we were not going to go to church today irregardless of whether Terry (our pastor) called off services or not. We did get an email and a phone call stating that there would be no services or youth group. It has been sleeting and freezing rain on and off all day and we are now in for another batch of freezing rain. The news channels are warning of possible power outages as power lines snap under the weight of the ice. I hope and pray that doesn't happen. We do have a fireplace and wood but it is suppose to get into the teens with wind chills in the single digits. I haven't been through this much cold air since I left Misery. We will have to listen to the radio and watch the TV close Tuesday & Wednesday to see if Sandy's school starts late. I kind of hope they do if it gets as cold as they are predicting.
Speaking of Sandy.................she had some biology homework that we had told her to work on Saturday. Well it turns out that as far as her homework and her consequences (you remember, those 100 pages) were concerned, all she did on that was screw around. I asked her while I was cooking dinner this evening if she had gotten her homework done. She heaves this big sigh and slumps her shoulders. I said "What, you weren't going to get it done"? And she says "No, I was going to do it tomorrow". I muttered under my breath "Why do today what you can put off until tomorrow". Mike & I battled with her for weeks to get her to complete a report on Helen Keller that was due in her English class. It took a friend of ours stepping in for her to complete it. This is a required class so she won't be able to goof off, fail it and not take it again like she did with her Team Leadership class. I would hate to see her screw up her chances to get into the Air Force.
We are trying a new tactic with our kitten Mac. He is the one with Getsonta syndrome. It seems to be spreading because he can now be found on the counters and in the sink with his brother Shadow. Anyway, we are now putting him on a leash and looping the leash around the coffee table leg. He hates being tied up. I also have been taking the sprayer in the sink and squirting him in the face. I usually get a glare from him when I do that. It sounds cruel, but I am sick and tired of finding him licking the cooking utensils or the fry skillet. One way or the other he will learn not to jump on things he is not suppose to. Even if it soaks the both of us!
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