I am in a battle, and the enemy is cat hair. Any day now I expect someone will find my cold, blue body and fur lined throat, hair clumped and stuck to my tongue, eyes rolled back in my head. Any day...

Send vacuum bags.

Also, I won a bottle of wine. In a sweater. It is a bottle of merlot actually wearing a knitted sweater. Back off ladies; it's all mine.

I spent a couple hours on the balcony scraping moss into a plastic bag. I gathered about two pounds of it. I wish I could think of a use for a bag of moss... maybe if I had a Secret Santa gift exchange this year... or a Christmas stocking... Nope. I give up. I got nothing.