weird quotient rambling

The mac & cheese is done, and smells really good. hobbitt will enjoy it when he comes back inside after clearing the snow off the driveway, which he's been at for more than 90 minutes so far.

I'm cold. I think I'll put my shirt back on. Before I mixed up the meatloaf with my bare hands, I took it off. Don't you?

My best friend from all my life is about to turn 46 or so. His eyes are a little scratchy. There's not much mane or tail left. His belly seam has been repaired, as has one of the leg joints. The insides of Zeebee's ears are made from red velvet, as are his nostrils. He's worn but still as beautiful as ever. Family lore has it that I puked on him with alarming regularity, but Mom must have done an awesome job cleaning him up.

When traveling, I always use earplugs to sleep. I'm told I'm a low-maintenance guest. I'm pretty good at entertaining myself, and besides, I came to visit you, and not your local attractions. Unless you are one. Are you?

I believe in magic. Magic is how I met you. Remember?