Waiting

We're under a winter storm alert starting at six tonight -- that's a half hour ago -- until six tomorrow night. They're predicting eight to twelve inches of snow for us, which certainly sounds like a snow day tomorrow, all except for one thing: no snow yet.

Not a flake has fallen since the little flurry this morning, and nothing stuck. I['m kind of expecting to get the robo-call from my school district around five a.m., at which point I'll look out the window and see a winter wonderland. Or not. Our chances of snow are 100%, so I guess it's coming. It sure would be nice to know whether or not to put out clothes for tomorrow, but I guess it won't hurt if I pick them out but don't use them.

My sister was supposed to be going to visit her son in California tomorrow, but her flight's already been canceled, so she'll be re-scheduling that.

I got a lot done today, but I never touched the tax stuff, since I guess I felt pretty sure I could do it tomorrow. I did five loads of laundry and got it all put away, made two days' worth of school lunches, and did indeed make a batch of breakfast burritos. I used a half dozen eggs and made eight of them. It didn't even take long, and now I know some changes I need to make for next time. Of course, the proof will be when I take one out to eat tomorrow, and see how good it is after being frozen and then nuked.

K just stepped outside for a smoke and came back in and said that it's eerily quiet out there, which is the big uh-oh, the literal quiet before the storm. You know that feeling of absolute quiet just before the blizzard hits? Yeah, that.

funny, I think it's already snowing in New England, north of us, and south of us as well. The ILs had some snow stick this morning, about an hour and half to our south. But the weather maps on TV are looking pretty scary, so again, I guess there's no escaping it.

Oh, I finished Like Water for Chocolate, which was short, and a wonderful book. Go for it if it presents itself to you. Now I need to see if I can get my hands on the movie. And also decide what to read next. I have a book here at home (Rabbit, Run by John Updike), a book at school that I picked out to read while I'm on hall duty during this week's testing (The Alchemyst, I don't remember the author), and a book on the iPhone (The Story of Edgar Sawtelle, by David Wroblewski.) I'm leaning toward the Updike tonight, which is also short, but I have to see if the print is hard for me to read, in which case, it's Sawtelle. I really loved last night's book, though.

And Golden Girls marathon on the Hallmark channel today! Can't beat that.



GOLDEN GIRLS :: ENTRY #1998
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