I Always Anticipate an Alien Abduction, but Didn't Anticipate It Would Come from a Dog Toy Intriguing the Terrier (Terrorist) Side of Karal

Three aliens squeak. They are hidden in the space ship and the dog love to pull them out and squeak them to their death (and my ears). The holiday tree toy with the ornaments, which did the same, was a favorite of Karal's did the same. She loves sticking her nose into holes to get the treats out.

The little things that entertain me on a Tuesday. 

Tonight, I'm looking forward to an evening with Dr. Bettina Love, after listening to Punished for Dreaming on road trips last Fall. I've always loved hearing Dr. Love speak and I'm impressed our university secured her for this year's MLK Convocation. All props to the hard workers that make this happen across our campus. There is a silent army of many who work tirelessly to make sure the celebrations go as they should (and I look forward to my part on Friday - a tradition that keeps me fueled each and every year. 

I finished a good book last night and debated starting another, but as typical for Mondays, my catch-up/plan-hard weekend had my brain mush for any thinking, so I put it off for this morning. Finishing my coffee, then grinding once again

Nanu. Nanu. 

May the force be with us. 

As usual, January crept forward very slowly, but then February hit and now the days are blending and blurring. It'll only pick up more as the sun stays out longer (that is, if we have sun).