...of my week off, and I going to do the things I usually do. Clean, check my bills, and visit with Golfer Girl in Corning.
The whole area is dark; it is raining and we are waiting for the MidWestern storm to catch up with us. The HuggaMutt refuses to get out of bed. I'll bet I could even use the whistle and she wouldn't budge.
And, oh joy, we are expecting a Nor'easter this coming weekend! Husband RJ is beside himself with worry and anticipation. Fortunately his mother has been discharged from the hospital and is resting at home. No more trips for my father in law, over the river and back.
No way to do it but to hunker down and go through it.
Hope the weather is treating you all better.
I'm afraid my Baby Blogsister Pearlie must be caught in the messy ice storm. Our thought and prayers are with all of you out there.