Two steps forward

We were watching American Idol last night and there was a strange Puerto Rican fella on there who mentioned Paula Abdul's Opposites Attract video with the animated cat. Well, you know how I've told you before that we like to change lyrics of songs so they're about the Wubby J.? So J starts singing "It ain't fiction, he's an actual cat" and I started laughing so hard I was crying. And then he started laughing so hard he was crying, so we're both sitting there on the couch doubled over giggling with tears streaming down our faces. And even while it was happening, I was thinking "Is this going to be half as funny when I write it in my blog tomorrow?" You be the judge.

It's still outrageously cold here. Yesterday, my part-time worker told me it's supposed to get up to 28 on Saturday, and the whole library erupted into applause. Pathetic. I'm going to hop on a plane for Puerto Rico this afternoon. Carne asada!