Back at the homestead...
Wallpaper is being torn down. At least, this is the status report I have received from my husband, who is (maybe not so much) enjoying his day off today. And at last, the sun has broken through the pallor of clouds that made my morning commute to work a half hour longer than usual. Thanks, weather gods.

Actually I blame our local weatherman from our NBC-affiliate, Mark Nolan. He seems to take a certain perverse pleasure in setting record low temperatures, mind-blowing amounts of snowfall and/or precipitation, and general inclement circumstances. Damn him.

That's all for now.