Sunday Mornng Therapy Blogging

• I set the alarm in order to be able to go to church this morning, but after a bad night - couldn't get warm no matter what I wore or how many blankies I piled on the bed - and getting up to see how yesterday's rain was today's ice - I decided to stay in instead.
  
• I am actually longing for a big mug of hot cocoa and whipped cream, but have had to settle for coffee (black). Does Swiss Miss deliver?
• Christmas Eve blogging, cont.: We had the grandhuman over for dinner, and they were "good" in that everybody put in an appearance. Cloud and Cyrrie reverted to kittenhood and were all over the poor grandhuman - of course food was involved. I had pictured a nice quiet time sitting by the fire, sipping champagne and nibbling on snacks. Snacks such as salmon spread and chunks of smoked salmon. You see the problem... I probably should have thought that through a little more. On the other hand, it probably wouldn't have made much difference. Food! Real food! said Cyrrie to his sister, while the human said, No, get down, be good, and while the grandhuman kept feeding them licks of spread and bits of salmon and even broke up a cracker for them, which they ate. (Cloud was also mesmerized by the champagne bubbles in the old fashioned hollow stem glasses...)