One of my friends posted a photo on Facebook last week after he’d stopped by his local coffeeshop for a morning pick-me-up. Not just for he and his wife, but for their dogs, too. Apparently, it’s trendy now for coffeeshops to serve Frappuccinos for dogs. Starbucks has a Puppuccino, and other places have followed suit. I’m going to steal Erik’s pic, because A) I doubt he’ll read this post, and B) Even if he does, he’s cool. We go way back. Pretty sure he’d get a kick out of it.
I guess the Puppuccino is nothing more than a cup of whipped cream, though Erik’s coffeeshop adds a dog biscuit.
Now, I’ve never owned a dog, but my understanding is, this is an animal that eats pretty much anything it can get in its mouth…including (ugh) its own waste sometimes. Which makes me question the wisdom of buying them a tasty treat (and probably paying 50 times the cost of the whipped cream). Before you accuse me of being an anti-dogite, please understand that I have nothing against canines. My best friend at Ye Olde Publishing Company happened to be a dog! I’ve just always preferred cats personally.
That one’s for my blogging friend Betsy. We have an understanding: every time she posts a photo of Chex Mix, I owe her a cat pic.
Don’t even ask.
Our long cold snap has finally come to an end. It reached 35º on Friday, the first time above freezing in 15 days. There was a four-day stretch where it never even got above zero. This meant lots of basement time…
At least we finally made a decent dent in our wood supply. (Pro tip: bourbon helps keep you warm just as effectively as a blazing fire.)
The cold also meant all that snow didn’t go anywhere. It’s made for a nice wintery landscape, but also slick roads. They’re finally mostly bare now.
Tomorrow it’s supposed to reach the 50s, so I imagine the snow will begin to melt in earnest.
Check out the spirea next to our furnace exhaust. All that steam froze instantly in our subzero weather.
It’s been a pretty laid back couple of weekends. Lots of projects around the house and movies. We watched Nomadland last night, a Hulu original about a woman, played by Frances McDormand, who treks across the American West while living out of her van. McDormand’s acting is fantastic, and we got a kick out of seeing familiar South Dakota landscapes, including the Badlands and Wall Drug. It’s a really good film and an Oscar front-runner, so if you’ve got a Hulu subscription, check it out.
Tara talks about living a nomadic existence when we’re retired. Buying an RV and traveling the countryside. I will admit movies such as Nomadland do lend this lifestyle a certain appeal, and I’ve always been lured by the open road, but I dunno. I told her I just want to buy a house in Deadwood, maybe with a little property, and sit out on my rocking chair all day.
We may have to compromise and figure something out part-time.