It's been a rough week.  Jack has been sick off and on, sleeping in my bed off and on (loosely translated as lots of coughing, kicking, and general tossing and turning).  Jack visited his grandma and mom yesterday; they took him to see Disney on ice, even with a fever and a cough.  He had a good time while there, but wouldn't eat when he came home and then vomited.  If I had said no, I would have been the bad guy, again.

I took Katie to Southgate Mall on Sunday and they had a light installation there.  Overall it was too crowded and noisy for her but they did have some massive, handpainted, ornaments that were beautiful.  I'll go back with Jack before Christmas.  He likes lights and he can visit Santa as well.  Katie saw Santa walking through the mall, going to work, and she LOVED it!  She even got a hug from Santa and I told him how much it meant to her.  He's a very kind man.

It snowed a lot over the weekend, 19 cm, and winter is definitely here.  The temperature dropped too and now the cat won't go outside, she's been complaining about it, a lot.  It's too cold for Charlie's feet to spend more than a few minutes outside.  Heidi is made of tougher stuff and will sit out on the deck for awhile.

And me?  I'm just tired, between work on Friday, depression (which is lifting), and Jack keeping me awake half the night.  I made some Christmas cookies yesterday and will make more today, with Jack's help (god help me).  

I'm also becoming much less willing to put up with patriarchy and general bullshit.  A bunch of entitled white men (because they're white and male) bitching and complaining about how hard they have it.