I'm glad the home treatment's coming together for you, ita.

It's good to see your pixels, Allyson.

We have no snow here in NC. I'm going to do some garden transplants today while most things are dormant. The late winter deluge of gardening catalogs has arrived and it's making me antsy. Honestly, I wouldn't mind some more snow. Not Nemo levels, necessarily. Just enough to quiet my gardening jones.

If I weren't so heavily invested in the whole Google universe, I would strongly consider switching to Outlook.com for the features (don't ask me which ones specifically, this was just an impression I had when they first launched), but the fact that Google is "reading" my mail to serve me ads doesn't bug me at all. I mean, if it did, I wouldn't have signed up for Gmail in the first place.

Allyson, I'm so glad you checked in. I hope things are getting better.

ita, YAY home nurse drugs!

Frank, you will appreciate this headline from the Poughkeepsie Journal Old-time snowfalls rougher, say some residents.

I just did my first shovel. There's about a foot down on my walkway (though I think some of that is drifts.) Fortunately it's light and fluffy for shovelling.

Timelies all!

Windy, but dry here.

We've been having trouble with our washing machine not spinning enough water out of the clothes at the end.(Resulting in soggy clothes and multiple extra spins) So this afternoon we wait for the repairman. whee.

I'm, predictably, one of the ones that it bothers, which is why I didn't sign up for gmail initially. I also use adblock, so I don't see the targeted ads, although of course the data is still being read and the ads generated.

But I think I've gone to the dark side entirely and may be willing to not care. The convenience often outweighs the mild outrage, plus I have bigger things to fight about.

We've got about two or three inches from overnight, coming down steadily, but small snow. We'll see what the next three days bring.

I offered to go over to my parents' if they need anything, but it occurs to me that I'd really rather wait until the afternoon in hopes that people will have cleared the sidewalks.

Snowstorms are the best time to be a renter in an apartment building: no responsibility!

I swept off my steps to go feed the birds, but you already can't see that I did it. I suspect I'm underestimating the amount of snow that's coming down because it's light.

I have no idea what's going to happen with our concerts this weekend. The band is coming in from Flagstaff, which will be much snowier than us. I think they'll try to get in. I wouldn't, but I'm wussier than most people, I think. But we didn't formally cancel, so we have to pretend like we're going to go and people are going to show up. And then see what happens.

Jesse, with the traffic ban you can walk in the street with more than enough warning to avoid trouble.

The plows have piled up a snow berm more than head high at the corner across from my house. It's really, truly, still coming down at a swift pace, too.

Allyson, I'm so glad to hear from you!

Thanks for the Downton Abbey answers, everyone.

I'm also puzzled as to why the opening credits start with a closeup of the dog's butt, but I figure there's probably not a good answer to that one.

Jesse, with the traffic ban you can walk in the street with more than enough warning to avoid trouble.

Oh, good call. I'm still going to wait a bit, due to lazy.

I'm also puzzled as to why the opening credits start with a closeup of the dog's butt, but I figure there's probably not a good answer to that one.

I think it bugs Hugh Bonneville.