snowpacalypse

after baking for 24 minutes, the roast is in the (turned-off) oven. it smells terrific already!

E is still asleep, and i'm hanging out on the couch. the tree is lit (yes, it's still up), and the burbling of the fish tank is keeping me company.

i've decided to make a blanket, the baby cowboy hat, and finish the sweater - but only after i make serious progress on/finish the cross-stitch, Christmas ornaments (oh right, and i have to pick next year's), valentines, shark, pajama bottoms, and the play food set for a certain Little V's second birthday.

tonight and tomorrow, though, i'm keeping it simple: cook, eat, watch hockey, snuggle, write three letters that are long overdue, snuggle again, drink coffee, nap, snuggle, and maybe re-watch some episodes of The West Wing. (E's text yesterday about the president being messed up on pain pills was VERY alarming, until i remembered that she'd just started binge-watching that series!)

the grocery store was a madhouse today! there must've been 30 people in each line, and most of them had carts full of the stereotypical things: juice, milk, eggs, beer, bread. want to see what i had in my little cart?

this prompted the best laugh from a fellow customer in the produce aisle: "Meat and a shovel! You are good to go!" :o)

i'm going to monitor the temperature outside closely, because i'm very curious to know what -20 (or more) degrees feels like.

stay warm and safe, readers!