We had to go to a family funeral yesterday

It was a little wierd, although well-attended. (Yeah, I know that's a strange thing to say) DD couldn't go because after trying for a week and a half to arrange an interview with a Brown U. representative, it finally worked out for exactly the same time as the funeral. We had to drive 45 minutes away in the old barfy pickup truck to the funeral, because our precious little flower still doesn't know how to use a manual transmission well enough to drive it. Not that that was such a horrible curse, I just dislike the truck. To subtly protest the state of things, I wore my glommy winter boots with my funeral attire.

Everyone was suitably impressed/didn't notice.
Poor doggy had to stay home all afternoon and evening by herself because she wouldn't be able to stay in the car at all -- it was
minus 7 degrees F. With a hefty wind chill. If the weather doesn't get better soon, she's going to go Doggie Bananas and I'm sure she'll take us with her.
This is school vacation week. As usual we have nothing planned. At least not anything fun.
Kiwi