So, who has the chickens again? I'll have to look this up...

Anyway - I had a dream about chickens, that I'm attributing to reading about on here.

ETA: I have gotten word that Mousey Girl's alias should be Chicken Girl. ;)

I know I shouldnt say this, but I am so glad I havent heard that yet.
What's that? Just wait till he's 12, yeah yeah KatieSue.. I hear you.

Here's an uninspired slideshow from one of my Yosemite trips.

So, most of the year having a regional post office across the street from work is hugely convenient. Today...not so much. I'm going to try to get out of here early to deal with the roadblocks.

Interesting. I was wondering if most people had missed the two-day extension and filed by Sunday anyway. The post office near me at work was pretty much dead today and when I walked by H&R Bloc at lunch is was completely empty. Two people sitting all alone at desks hoping for some company.

I made it out relatively unscathed. I was forced to re-route a little so I'm glad I left a few minutes early, but the major backup of cars hadn't happened yet.

The cops were starting to set up a maze of cones, and they were rolling dozens of mail bins into the middle of the street, so that post office was definitely gearing up for a mad rush this evening.

People here can procrastinate even more due to the big storm we had. You're allowed to write "April 16 Storm" on your forms and get 48 hours more to file.

Those pictures are gorgeous- why do you call it "uninspired"? I had no idea you guys had cool mountain stuff like this in California; I thought Washington had a corner on this sort of thing. I would definitely be up for a trip to Yosemite.

I feel the need to ask what the dream was about...

Today Boy and I went to Walmart, to once again try to get a self set for the wannabe closet. Nick found exactly what I was looking for and, since it is 5 inches narrower than the other one, it should fit nicely.
We also got Chicken (I call her that, Nick named her Blackie) a bowl for her food that she can't tip over. I am amused that it is a cat food bowl.

I am being stared at by a scrawny white rat... I think she is trying to make me feel guilty for not taking her out.

Uninspired because except for a few photographs they are just snapshots, which I don't generally do.

One thing I can't bring myself to do in Yosemite is put much effort into the photography. That really just makes me feel like a poser.