This is my own little soapbox. Disclaimer: It is not written by someone you think you know, but by her evil twin. Absolutely nothing said here is true. Everything, including the last statement, is a complete work of fiction. This blog is completely boring, and includes entries on when I last washed my dishes, how many pairs of socks I've crocheted, and the occasional rant. These are not the droids you're looking for. Move along.
Sunday, December 19, 2004
Snuggled up by the fire
The snow is falling gently from left to right (or right to left, depending on which window you look out), and the woodpecker had all his feathers fluffed up. We decided to stay in today. Mom is working on her cross stitch (which she thinks she might finish in the next six years... she's about one quarter done right now), and I started reading the paper I have to review, but a headache convinced me to have a nap instead. Bob is puttering about, doing what he likes best. We have the gas fireplace on, so it is nice and cozy in the living room. Well, back to my paper (nap).
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