Almost on the spur of the moment I decided to check out the vampire club this afternoon--aka blood bank.

Wonder of wonders, my hemoglobin count from my left middle finger was high enough. The hemoglobin reading from my right middle finger had not been.

The place was massively not busy, so there was a lot of conversation going on. It turned out that one of the phlebotomists is a fan of urban fantasy, and also goes to cons. And she didn't seem the least bit surprised that this "older" woman recognized names of authors and characters.

From there I stopped at Walgreen's to pick up a prescription I'd phoned in this morning. There was a humonogously long line inside, so I decided I'd join the line outside, where I could sit in my car while I waited.

What a frustration--when I finally got to the window I was told it wasn't ready and to come back tomorrow. They may have temporarily run out. Good thing I don't wait till the last minute to renew. And I will NOT wait till late afternoon to go by there tomorrow.

When I arrived home I was greeted by Pogo, who may have been on the porch, and another cat that I haven't seen before. My girls have taken to eating their wet food in the kitchen. And I put plenty of kibble out on the porch for the rest of the quadraped community.

The weather-guessers are predicting a hard freeze for tomorrow night. My laissez-faire gardening technique works well for me in these circumstances--there's nothing left that isn't cold-hardy.

I'll wait till tomorrow to decide if I need to do any extra pipe insulation. The only things that have ever frozen (other than plants) have been a couple of outdoor faucets, and they did that only when the temperature got down to the very low teens.

After living in Wyoming--where it got to 47 below (F) once--a temperature in the 20s is a piece of cake.

Needless to say, I have very friendly cats.


(Sorry about the private mode--I use that while I'm composing, and forgot to take it off. 1/14/09 10:46)