I *love* a good snow. I love that no one in Seattle drives when there's a certain amount of snow because it leaves everything wide open for ME. I love to drive in the snow.

I'm glad we don't get crazy ice storms though. I'm a bit of a cold weenie. Our furnace was out overnight (night before last) and that was enough. I don't like being chilly that I can't fix.

Edit: I meant to ask - When they call for snow, what exactly is the number they use?

Buck also loves the snow. At the dog park we went up to the soccer fields and he ran and ran and rolled in the snow about 14 times. He did however hate the dangling snowballs in his fur afterwards.

And in general... I'd like more sleep. One of the various things that sometimes keeps me up too late is watching those incredibly silly british guys on Top Gear. Yes really. I'm not sure I've ever (like, almost really never) laughed as hard as I have watching them be stupid with the color commentary from the host. It's a car show, and it can be the funniest thing in the world. omg. My eyes start to tear up with laugh tears thinking about it.

Christmas is next week. I still have to mail things. There is only one present that wasn't bought online. Ok, most of monkeybaby's stuff is from real stores. But the rest of it... I just so deeply hate Christmas shopping and so far every weekend for the last 4 weekends we've had serious sick in this house. So. It's simply no fun to drag a sick toddler around. And then I couldn't get out of bed for awhile. blah blah. shop online.

And I've been knitting a bit. But only a bit.

We managed to get out to the tree farm though, so the tree is up, and it's lovely.

Now, I need to find some shoes and go to work.

Oh yeah, I think I'm going to bust out the new version of Moveable Type. If things get wonky for awhile, I'm still here.