This morning I followed my normal routine. I woke. I hit the snooze button. I woke again when Bennet started licking whatever hand was dangled over the side of the bed. I took a shower. I came out and pushed Apache off my bed (she likes to take advantage of breaking the rules when I'm not around). I got dressed. I put on my lovely new earrings (thanks G&G!). I put the dogs outside. I went out to the car. I turned my windshield wipers to get the condensation off the front window. Nothing happened. I couldn't figure out why my wipers were magically crossing the water without getting it off (as usual, my mind was affected by morning haziness). Then I realized what was going on. It was FROST! I think my car may have been frosted over a grand total of three times since I've moved to Houston. Its cold. So while the car was defrosting (I felt like I was in the tundras of the north), I went inside to get a jacket. Who says I need an indoor-outdoor thermometer?

Last night, I gave Apache and Bennet the freakin' giant raw hide dog bone that "Murray" (David's dog) sent home for Christmas. Man, they didn't even know what to do with it. They were dragging it all over the house. Apache even put it in my lap in a misguided attempt to get me to play fetch with it (this dog bone is the size of a baseball bat!). I took some pictures with my real camera. But while I wait to get those developed you'll have to settle for the crummy picture I took with my camera phone, its over there on the left of this page (if you click it, it will get larger). Its kind of blurry (Apache looks like a big mop of black hair), but its basically Apache sleeping on the bone. I think she slept that way the whole night. She knows a dog treat that is approximately the same size as her is a good idea, but I don't think she quiet knows what to do with it.