My email is down, so I feel cut off from civilization.
Tomorrow's big dinner got canceled due to the impeding snow storm. Whimps.
Actually, I was dreading wearing those strappy-nothing new shoes out in the slush.
Bill flew to West Virignia, but he made it back to his office ok. He called 45 minutes ago to say he just had to check email and he'd be on his way home.
I guess he had a LOT of email to check. I just want the weekend to start. Since our Saturday night plans are off, but we have a babysitter scheduled anyway, maybe we'll do something else. Of course, if the BIG SNOW comes (and here in Virginia that means more than a half inch), everything will be closed, which is actually a good thing, since nobody in Virginia knows how to drive (in any kind of weather).