Once Upon a Friday Night...

Most of you who live in UT have shown on your blogs picturesque views of your homes as the pure white snow coated your lawns over the weekend. Well, we didn't even get a very good snow, where the branches hang so low from the weight and it looks like a winter wonderland in the middle of October. No, here by the East bench even, it was just a wet, cold snow that didn't cover everything. So Doug and I started to stress slightly. What are we going to do now that we can't go for as long walks as we did or go to the park? We live in an apartment, for heaven's sake so it gets really cramped anyways. And we can't afford to go to Applebee's every night, we're not billionaires (I watch too much TV, Kath & Kim).

Well, Thursday night, a stroke of genius visited me as Doug was mentally cursing Weston for hitting a secret combination on our remote and we couldn't get the closed caption off. Most of you who know Doug probably look at the following pictures and think, yes, that sounds like something Doug would do. Maybe he's just rubbing off on me, but I needed to keep Weston happy while Doug attempted to fix the CC problem (which the next day I had to call panasonic, then the cable company for assistance and it really was a secret combination to fix). So I made a small fort out of pillows. The next night, as the cold front crept in, I asked Doug if he would like to join Weston and me in building an even BIGGER fort! He said yes and this came about:
This is the masterpiece we created out of the love seat cushion, pillows and blankets. Our couch and love seat came with about thirty-seven pillows so it worked out perfectly.
I'm sorry for ALL the pictures - this was just so funny. Weston was in fits of laughter all night. Because we push him out and say, "Get out of my fort! No Weston's allowed!" & such clever stuff.










































We took turns being on the inside. Another appropriate title for this post could be attack of the killer Weston. Once he saw I had the camera, he turned on me.




















This particular picture is of his "charge" face. He was on a rampage, in a good way, and was breathing really heavily through his teeth.


I love this picture, but I couldn't get it to rotate and I have far more important things to do with my time.



In summary, I guess we'll just have to be more creative this winter!