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I'm sat on the floor in front of the coffee table, peaceably eating my chicken curry.  Behind me, Quantum the cat is sleeping on the futon.  Suddenly it feels like I've been whacked on the head by the phone directory!  My neck burns, my eyes water.

The Tsunami blog has links to sites you can donate to. On the home front, the basement has been painted a happy shade of pale yellow, as opposed to the dingy white it used to be.  Finished the second coat today, and it's a huge improvement.  The Morehouse

The house is firmly undecorated, apart from the piece of ribbon the cats nabbed from my homegroup gift swap present.  There is no tinsel, no tree, and yet the sound of Christmas carols is in the air.  Hubby's preaching on Boxing Day (26th December) at an old people&

* Hubby * Tim and Ceci over for dinner * Making fajitas for dinner * Thanksgiving day with Rox and Eric tomorrow * Bob the turkey * First snow that didn't last long enough to cause serious trouble * Being less than two thousand words away from the end of my novel * Four day weekends

The BBC website says we're in for heavy snow on Wednesday.  Local radio said it would be an inch of snow in the morning.  My English sense of scale has been irreparably damaged.  A hundred miles is something you drive in an afternoon, not a place at the

I've deleted three knitblogs from my blogroll because of the viciousness of their political posts, coincidentally they were all Democrats.  Happily I've found others that are capable of holding a civil conversation even with people they disagree with. I strongly object to statements on knitblogs about