My brother got married this weekend; I wish him all the best in his new family. Other bits about the weekend:
- We learned that Chad's new car does very well in the snow, even if other drivers don't.
- It's been a long time since I've spent that much time in a facility that permits smoking (which reminds me, our jackets are still in the dryer).
- And I still really hate it when a man remarks on my physical attractiveness to Chad, while I am standing right there.
(Chad has the perfect response, which is to say, "And she's smarter than me, too." Unfortunately, it tends to go completely over the heads of the idiots making the comment; also, it would work better if I could suppress my ritual denial of the statement, since I don't believe it's true, even though Chad insists on it regularly. In this case, though, I don't mind that he says it.)
In other non-news, everyone loves our dog Emmy. Background: we'd wondered for some time if the cleaning people let her out of her crate while they were here, because we'd sometimes find her crate only partly latched after. Sometime last month, Chad came home and found one of the regular cleaning people still here, so he asked. The guy said yes, sometime he let the dog out; she'd lie down outside the upstairs bathroom and keep him company while he cleaned. Which is very cute.
Anyway, this week Chad came home and found a bone in the dog's crate. A new bone, one we hadn't given her. While we did have a couple bones of this type in the kitchen, I am reasonably sure that the cleaner didn't take one of those: which means that one of the cleaning people went out and bought our dog a bone as a present. She is so good that near-strangers buy her stuff!
In literary news, Chad and I had this conversation over dinner:
KATE: . . . and I left Jack and Stephen in a very dangerous situation in my audiobook, but since it's only halfway through the book, I'm pretty sure they don't die.
CHAD: And also since it's book, what, thirteen of twenty?
KATE: Well, yeah.
CHAD: Unless they spend the rest of the series as zombies. Which might explain their popularity with sf fans.
Which is an AU challenge if I ever heard one (see also: "Francis Crawford of Lymond, the (Zombie) Master of Culter" (spoilers for Dorothy Dunnett's The Game of Kings)).
Finally, in my universe there was only the Puppy Bowl today and no other Bowl anything. Do not make comments to the contrary.