Hrmph

The forecast said snow, and Vlatko will be picking me up, but is it actually snowing? No.
Still, my belief in wetter.de's forecasts is unshakeable, so I'll put on jeans and army boots today, in order to be able to walk to tennis, Lola and home if when the snow finally comes.
The decision re. going to the party or not was pretty much taken out of my hands by the vicious migraine that had me flat on my back shortly after I returned home after tennis and Lola duty. Probably it was brought about by both the imminent weather change (unshakeable, remember?) and playing tennis outside -- the temperature was around 10° (plus of course), but I was sweating and my neck unprotected while I was playing. Fortunately it became really vicious only after I'd eaten something, and it wasn't the throw-up kind of migraine, so I merely spent the night alternating between sleep and drowsy bouts of wakefulness.
Back to normal now, however, which is good, because it's going to be a long day.

The games we play in bed

Probably not what you thought... (Then again, maybe you didn't, since I'm officially Miss Celibacy 2010)

Ze boyz are the only cats I have real experience with, so I don't know whether what Lola does is the exception or rather the rule. Anyway, I was rather amazed today, when she invented a new game all by herself.
She loves to play in Alexandra's bed, which is quite bouncy and therefore makes jumping even more fun, and who am I to deny her. Up till now, though, we've been playing the "Mouse hides in the crevices of the duvet and beadspread and is hunted down" game. Today, she had the idea to hide under the bedspread and explode out of her hiding place whenever the mouse was passing. This accompanied by the strangest of exuberant cat noises, which sometimes are closer to barking than meowing.

I think I'm going to sleep at Alexandra's place one of these days -- if I go there late in the evening, ze boyz won't mind too much, hopefully. Maybe on Saturday, so I'll spend all of Sunday with ze boyz, and Lola will have more company.

Re. unshakeability of belief in wetter.de's forecasts: it did indeed snow a bit, starting at 7 a.m. Unless there's a lot more to come, I'll be very happy to go to tennis and then on to Lola and back home by taxi.

Have started writing quarterly report, and it's going rather well. I'll finish it tomorrow, I guess.