Brain food

Unlike our neighbors all around us in the US of A who are dealing with ice and other nasties, all I had to do was move a shnitten heap of fluffy stuff from the driveway and pathways to the already enormous piles around the yard. I love doing it, it is fabulous exercise.

A new book came today. I can't wait to dig in: it looks exactly like my sort of thing and it will make Mr. M very happy when I hop into bed tonight at a reasonable hour and read/snuggle with him instead of blipping until all ungodly hours of the morning. He'll be expecting me to read at a good pace because it's his sort of thing too.

Thank you amazon.com, you're the best! :]