Snow is supposed to start in DC later this evening. I only hope that heavier-than-expected snow in NC starts a trend for this storm. Although most people around here already expect to be off tomorrow.

I have Boskone to go to this weekend. However, it's right downtown from me (easily achievable by public transportation) so the most bother may be climbing over piles of snow on my way in and out....

OK, this may only funny to me, but anyway. Since I haven't been in a romantic relationship since the first Clinton administration I've gotten into the habit of getting myself a little something around Valentines day. This year I found myself wanting Michigan pasties (savory pies with ground meat, potato, rutabaga, and onion--so good!), so I ordered myself some from Pasty Central. Pasty Central is in the Keewenaw Peninsula of MI, a place that averages 220 inches of snow a year. There's a good chance that Snowmageddon '14, with it's 6 or so inches of winter precipitation in NC, will delay my Valentine treat.

Argh Bob is stuck in Chicago even though his plane was due into bmore at 7 & weather isn't supposed to start here until 9. He's re booked on an afternoon flight tomorrow but it's supposed to still be snowing then. So I hope to see him again Friday I guess? Of course, he's stuck but at the very nice hotel his company pays for him to stay in. I'm stuck doing all the dog walks and shoveling. Which is probably good for me. Still I was envisioning a nice snow day at home with my beloved. Grump. I'll have to make myself hot chocolate and mainline Call the Midwife season 2. (& work because it's not like my company will be closed.)

I'm driving to Tuscaloosa, AL tomorrow-Friday and driving back on Monday-Tuesday. I figured I'd have a better chance of my drive not being affected by weather than if I flew. (Since Chicago is such a big hub, delays anywhere in the country can affect us here.)

I work from home, but S is on the way home now -- it's normally 15-20 minutes, so I'm expecting about 2 hours.

He was also scheduled to fly out tomorrow morning, and THAT doesn't look like it's happening. Sigh.

Oh, bully. Looks like my hot-water heater is dead. Or the pilot's out, can't tell. It's sufficiently old it might just be dead.

I think I'll just accept this as a problem that needs to be dealt with when I come back from vacation next week. I can shower at my sister's house for now.

I hope my Raleigh family is ok. We're supposed to be flying down to see them Friday evening.

One golden retriever's post dog show career.

Oh dear, stay warm people!

they're willing to go for a regular W-2 employee

that's good

student papers = mediocre. sigh.