That was late, indeed. I hope sleep found all who needed it.

It is still snowing in a desultory fashion here. I think we ended up with less than a foot, though, so it's not all that much of a Snowpocalypse. Of course, I haven't done anything so foolish at to try to shovel out my car.

It's 14F so more than cold enough to stay down for a while.

Not silver enough yet, but don't think I'm not waiting: [link]

Joins the bated breath crowd.

It would appear that Jasmine ate a sprinkler head. I was woken up at 3 in the morning by what sounded like a monsoon slamming against the back of the house. Except it was only the back of the house. I made Lewis get up and turn off the timer until we can get someone out here to look at the thing.

Labs is weird.

Labs are just chewy, Barb. Sorry about the sprinkler head, though.

DH quote of the day: (Upon reading that Al Franken may very well win the Senate seat in Minnesota) "Wow. When things start going your way, politically, they really go your way."

Well, I'm packed. I kinda just threw stuff in the suitcase. I've got about an hour to set things to "less of a disaster" in the house.

Timelies all!

Waiting for the furniture delivery guys to show(the delivery window is 11-2). Otherwise, just hanging around.

Watching the showsnow out my window and contemplating a career as a wildlife removal technician, which appeals at the moment....

eta: thinko

This is weird. For the second day in a row my kids have slept in to almost 8. If this keeps up until Thursday, I'll consider it a Christmas miracle.

I hope ita got to sleep finally, and Cash, but I suspect Cash just stayed awake. In which case I hope she gets in a nap today.

So today is now the HSM extravaganza. I've gone from vaguely dreading it to looking forward to it, or at least looking forward to watching the two girls dancing in the aisles.

His sideburns are gray?: [link]

Sammy Davis, Jr: [link]

Big Dawg: [link]

Might want this one for Hands On: [link]

Cary Grant: [link]

Labs are just chewy,

We had a black lab as a kid, and my parents had read/decided that a good way to train her (aka stop the destruction) was to tie whatever she destroyed around her neck (it was the early 70s--don't ask).

I remember this happenening with several shoes, and some clothes, etc.

I also remember my parents trying to figure out what to do with the several yards of pipe she had somehow dug up and removed from the sprinkler system.

I approve of the David Bowie picture so very hard. YUM.