In This Mudcat Morning Jan 15 '09, Catters were invited to post a b rief snapshot of your morning-- your MudMorning-- i.e., whatcha doin' while Mudcatting. Particularly, what are your 5+ senses experiencing?

I see zero traffic outside the sun-blastedly-bright window, as people in the northeast mountains stay home to keep their pipes from freezing, or unfreeze them.

I hear no neighbor dog begging to come in out of the cold-- he either mercifully froze last night or has been brought in to beg another day (yes we're working with the neighbors on this issue).

I smell nothing, having a plugged up nose.

I feel cold but no drafts on my skin (it's up to a tasty 65 degrees), under more layers of fleece and cotton that I can list.

I taste morning mouth, eeew, but it's too cold in the kitchen (60) for brushing teeth just yet. Next I will taste leftover fish and tartar sauce in the sandwich that awaits.

I appreciate the MudPortal being back open (thanks Max), so we can carry on this new tradition. I'm thinking about sharing an alternate view on the B/W Gospel thread... it's gonna make trubble I bet and I am reluctant.

I'm anticpating a warmer day tomorrow to load the van for the upcoming H'burg trip and I will do the indoor packing today, incldiung the notebook Dan sent. It's loaded with all the files I and directions I didn't have to print that I will need in my many appoinmtments and meetings.

I'm getting ready to check on friends and see how they're dealing with the cold.

You? Your MudMorning sensory experience? Haiku and limericks welcome.

~Susan