
So pretty. And the kittens can't seem to get enough of the romping in the snow. It's hard to tear myself from the window. Dreaming of steaming mugs of hot cocoa (except that I can't get to the store for milk) and a pot of stew simmering on the stove (see previous, ditto on the lack of groceries). I may have to brave the elements and head out. This would be a lot more fun if we weren't having such an avalanche of freak weather storms all in a row for months on end.
Last night was fireworks -- several explosions of light blasted through the window at the same time our cable tv and internet also went dead. Turns out it was tree branches on the lines which blew a transformer and several blocks around us lost power. Luckily we did not lose our electricity, and even more luckily, the cable returned by this morning so we could watch the news, surf the internets and generally go about our daily activities. But it's really getting old, y'all -- I'm feeling a little less "comcastic" every day.
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