Yawn. I've just finished getting dressed and am sucking down a last cup of coffee before heading out into this week's second major snowstorm. We got about 8" on Christmas Day and we're scheduled for another four, or maybe six, or maybe eight, today. The traffic and weather shows are threatening black ice and packed roadways. Right now we only have about an inch of new stuff but it's falling steadily. The morning commute will not be, I suspect, nearly as grotesque as this evening's drive home.

Me, I'm actually ready to leave for work, but there won't be anyone at the office to greet me before 8:30, so I'm killing fifteen minutes or so before I leave. (I'm allowing 45 minutes for the trip that usually takes me 15.)

I don't really have anything to say, though.

Oh! I can talk about Christmas! I had a much nicer Christmas than I anticipated, due in no small part to the Great Loot that the day produced. Kormantic, a dear friend in Washington, gifted me with Five Red Herrings by Dorothy Sayers, which is a big smile. She's so fabbo--I don't deserve her! I got S3 of Doctor Who, which is a big hooray! I got a hand-held sewing machine, a gadget I've wanted just forever. (No, I'm not the domestic type and I don't do that much sewing, but I have a few projects I've been putting off that I can now tackle.) (Also? New gadget!) I got chocolates galore, by the box, the bag, and the bar! Gift cards to not one, but two of my favorite bookstores! A magazine subscription I wanted, very exciting since subscriptions and just magazines in general are on the list of things I've been learning to do without.

Christmas dinner was a success, but then even I would have trouble messing up the process of warming up a pre-cooked ham, you know? I sprinkled it with brown sugar and dumped some pineapple on it and it was delicious. Not being among the school that believes that pigging out on a holiday is required, I accompanied it only with some baked yams and rolls and butter. (Sounds more virtuous if you don't consider that I ate about 1,000 calories worth of chocolate during the day.)

And now, I've killed all the time I have to spare. I have to go scrape off my car and start the slow, cautious drive to work.

Have a good day!