How to defrost

An in-my-head Q and A session as I teleworked from Amherst today:

Q: How old are you MCM?
A: 30

Apparently, I not only need an exact time to put the defrosted items in the fridge, but a timer as well

Notes FROM Cher re. wine

Notes from Cher usually pertain to Coco (who is now on a strict diet-he looks good!) or wine. I was not the culprit in this scenario. Neither was Bernie or ELM. That leaves one person, and that doesn't mean Coco the Cat. In case you are unable to make the message out, it states "DO NOT DRINK ^ANY OF THIS WINE! Heart Mom."

Le Coco

The only thing Coco does when he goes outside (besides massacring Chippies)  is to find potential neighbors who he can beg to feed him. We get phone calls about him pretending he's hungry and homeless. Seriously. Still, Bernie's obsession continues.

=Thermostat reminders ^44

This title = A simple Excel formula to calculate the number of Bernie notes focused on the thermostat.

Furniture protection

ELM woke up last week to find the following obstacle course in the living room (designed to keep Coco off the furniture). Sometimes I wonder why Bernie just doesn't go All-The-Way Polish and cover everything in plastic zip covers like my grandparents.

OM to the G

Thank you Bernie Student (NZ!). Bernie doesn't know how to read a blog, so my shout out is to you!

I had no idea he dealt with the bathroom in Stockbridge. GO UMASS.

Obsession with Coco continues.

All animals love Bernie. ALL. Ruffy and Skipper, the Shelties (we dog-sat, RIP); Greta, the Golden Retriever (RIP); Lex, our Samoyed and Lucy our Golden Retriever (RIP); Walker, our failed Boxer service dog in training (RIP); my guinea pigs Milly and Beavi s (RIP), Crawford the Cat picked up for EAM's birthday (RIP); Neighborhood Catzis (our nickname for Moonbeam who lived next door but really liked us, RIP); and NOW Coco.

Coco sure needs to go outside. He's in winter hibernation mode.