Feel a wee bit o' self-loathing today

I must learn to be a better hostess to people who are afraid of animals.
Two of my three cats streak for downstairs when strange sounds/smells/bipeds enter the house, one of them measures the height/entertainment value of the intruder(s) and acts accordingly. He jumped on the PTA president. I need to remember to contain the cat. He's normally a very gentle sort, he just likes his heights.

I was listening to the "Misery Hour" podcast today, hours after I saw the thermometer in the morning read -5.5C, and heard "April 5th" and wept at both the beauty of the song and the ugliness of winter...

evening update: I was able to perform friend duty this evening to someone in need I care about, so perhaps I am not so awful after all...