It snowed all day Friday and Saturday, so I ended up clomping around in my heavy combat boots all weekend long. I have a pair of Skechers that have lasted me so many seasons that I just replaced the laces for the second time.
On Friday evening, my husband and I picked up my niece and took her to Red Robin for dinner. When we got home, we baked brownies (minus the coconut because my niece doesn't like it, and the chocolate chips because I didn't have any).
I went ahead and gave her the "My Neighbor Totoro" DVD and we both enjoyed it a great deal. It's nothing like most American animated movies: moody, atmospheric, villain-free and quite realistic in the way the characters interacted with one another. The totoros and the cat bus were an awesome combination of cool and a little bit scary. We ended up watching it again the next morning and I could tell that my niece was casting about for someone to watch it with her one more time when she got home on Saturday evening.
Even though it continued snowing all day Saturday, my niece and I still drove all over town and got our holiday shopping done. (Well, I'm almost done, but we got hers taken care of.) I did a big bunch of my shopping at World Market and she got presents for my sister, brother-in-law and nephew at Target.
We went back to my house and wrapped everything in the only wrapping paper I could find: two rolls of robot-print paper from Old Navy, and one leftover roll of more traditional paper that I've been working on for a couple of years now. I'm pretty sure I have two more rolls somewhere else, but I couldn't find them. I'm hoping I can make these stretch so that I don't have to buy any more this season.
On Sunday, I volunteered at the low cost spay/neuter clinic all day. It went pretty well until my last cat, a pretty long-haired young tabby female. She took her time waking up from the anesthetic, so once I was down to just her, I decided to hold her in my arms for a while. Big mistake. While I was walking around with her, she ended up peeing all over me. By the time I noticed, I had a big trail of cat pee down my side starting at my shirttail, going down the seam of my jeans and pooling on my boot. Lovely.
I cleaned off as well as I could and the cat still didn't wake up for another 45 minutes. After I finally put her back in her carrier, cleaned off the table and left the clinic, I had to stop at Costco for some groceries. I considered skipping it, but I needed a bunch of stuff, so I went ahead and did my shopping, hoping fervently that I didn't reek of cat. If it had been a male cat, I probably would have had no choice but to head home.
When I got home, my cats were very interested in my boots, even though I'd swabbed them down with alcohol. I took the rest of my clothes and threw them straight into the washer. OxiClean took care of both the cat pee and the blood I'd gotten on my shirt from another cat. Just a little consumer tip for you in case you ever happen to have blood stains you need to remove from your laundry.
So that was my weekend. What did you do?