Cheshire Moon

Okay, that's a really cool title. Look at me tooting my own horn. TOOT TOOT "Yeah, good one Kristi, that was a really good title and it just sounds cool like it would make a good title for a book or even a band name." Yay me and my creative mind. :) Oh! Ow, I think I just strained my shoulder twisting in an awkward way to pat myself on the back.......

The other night we were driving home and looked up at the moon. It was just a little sliver but it wasn't the sideways sliver like ( it was laying down, like a smile. It was really cool because it was really bright and you could faintly make out the rest of the moon. It reminded me of the Cheshire Cat, in Alice in Wonderland, when it would fade out but have this really bright smile.

I'm not sure if congratulations are in order or not - Oregon has moved down the ladder for unemployment. As of December it's now in 6th place for the highest unemployment rate. Michigan took a huge leap to top off the list at #1. The automotive industry has obviously come to a crashing halt! (hee, hee - like the play on words there...) Anyway, even though Oregon's unemployment rate went up to 9% in December, congratulations for working your way down a few spots.

It's been really cold here again (like most everywhere else in the US) but we have had sunshine and it has been warming a little in the afternoons. By warm I mean 40 degrees. Well, we are in the south and I still find it strangely fascinating to see a bird this time of year. Well, a bird thought it was strangely fascinating to have a car parked near a tree. I was greeted by frozen bird poop on my windshield! It was dry and very cold the next couple days so running my windshield wipers and using the spray would have only smeared it and then I would have a frozen smear of bird poo across my windshield. I had frozen bird doo on my windshield for two days! It warmed up a little and then rained so it came off. Stupid birds, it's cold here, go farther south. Go poo on cars in Alabama!

I will leave you with one last thought. Why do they call it "chicken fried chicken" or even "chicken fried steak"? The steak isn't fried in chicken, neither is the chicken for that matter. So with the logic of chicken fried chicken can we order steak fried steak or fish fried fish? I think I'm gonna try it next time I'm at a restaurant that serves "chicken fried chicken."