Wondrous Apparitions, Provided by Magicians.

The way it was supposed to happen: Friday, at noon, MS is supposed to come by and pick up kittenpants. They're going to run some errands, and then head out to St. Louis, where on Saturday, we were going to attend an event being held by St. Louis Mysteries. They were going early to set up, and also to deliver a newfie puppy to its new people, who were coincidentally in St. Louis. The puppy had been rescued from the pound, where it was on a 10-day road to being put down -- it had been taken from the pound previously, and bitten the person, who had then returned it to the pound. Apparently, this is always a death sentence for a dog, nevermind the fact that this is a 4 month old puppy. Go figure. So MS is saving this dog by taking it to St. Louis.

The plan from there is that triadruid and I will get off work Friday at 5:30, and then drive to St. Louis and meet kittenpants and MS. We would then stay overnight with one of the folk organizing this thing, get up in the morning, spend the day attending and leading workshops, do a big ritual in the evening, and then drive home Saturday night.
( But here's what really happened... )

triadruid drove me in today so that my Floridian ass would not have to be behind the wheel in a Frozen White Stuff situation. If that's not love, I don't know what is. I'm getting better with dealing with snow and ice, but I'm still not 100% certain that I'm qualified to drive on it.

I think I'm getting better about cold, too, as my big ass coat has not seen much action yet this year. So I suppose I am adapting to my enironment, even though I understand that's illegal in Kansas.

I expect I do a number of things that are illegal in Kansas though, so what's one more?

( Also, a quiz. )