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Just got the first Yahoo! score alert of the year. The Phillies beat the Yankees in the first spring training game of the year - 6-3. Sure, there’s an ice storm outside that’s got me wondering how many limbs I’ll lose braving my way back home tonight, but baseball is back, and all is right with the world.

Okay, I realize it’s midnight and I only got a little over four hours of sleep last night, so I’m a little more imagination-prone than I might be otherwise, but I was just outside with supermutt, and, well, you know that big wind in My Neighbor Totoro, when Satsuki is out gathering firewood and (though she can’t see him) Totoro goes flying by?

The exact same thing happened while I was outside. Except all my firewood didn’t go flying up a huge mountain by itself.

(By the way, the one I linked to up there I suspect is the dorky new version that Disney redubbed recently. The original is this one, but it’s no longer available.)

Anyway, I’m still up working and my husband’s asleep and my dog is grumbling her way back to sleep, but I think I’ve only got about an hour to go writing this training and then I get to sleep. Yay for progress!

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We’re at between 8 and 12 inches here in Royersford, PA. Here’s hoping everyone is warm and dry and safe.

The thunderstorm earlier waffled around from thunderstorm to thundersnow and thunderslush, but somehow warmed up enough to keep the roads from being overly deadly, a turn of events I’m thankful for. We spent the evening at Mike and Steen’s with my sister and brother and Amber, where we played much Killer Bunnies (with all seven boosters!!) and laughed and had a great time.

The ride home was engulfed in a deep fog which would cause a less exhausted version of me would wax poetic. (The new year enshrouded in an almost comforting mystery appears too metaphoric to ignore; I can’t see what’s ahead, but at least I feel like I’m on the right road to get there.) The fog came from the ice that formed earlier, which had melted enough to give safe footing, and we were greeted at the door by a tiny dog with a cold nose who missed us very much.

I wish to you and yours the gifts of health and safety, peace, and prosperty. May we all walk into the fog knowing the way home.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and days of auld lang syne?
And days of auld lang syne, my dear, and days of auld lang syne
We’ll take a cup of kindness then, for auld lang syne.

It’s December in Pennsylvania and we’re having a thunderstorm.

Now if only we had the August weather to go with it.

Dear cousin,

Remember the other day on the phone when I asked you what it’s like to be in Colorado this time of year, because October in the Philadelphia region is always so rainy thanks to hurricane season? I mentioned Mom was trapped here for five hours Saturday night because of the flooding though, despite the crazy-ass rain we were okay. And you explained that things out your way are always so dry, since most of the preciptation comes from snowmelt in the spring. Sounded really tempting, too, since I figure it’s harder to get Seasonal Affective Disorder when the skies tend to be clearer.

Well, I changed my mind. You can keep that kind of sunshine out there with you. I’ll take the remnants of Tammy over an October snowstorm any day.

Hope your safe, call soon.
love
the bug