Okay, it's just not a good sign when people are cross-country skiing along your sidewalk. Snow and still more snow forcasted all week. I've just spent the day buried under a quilt, Bingley at my side, reading one of two teddy bear murder mysteries that my youngest bought for me for Christmas. "The Mournful Teddy" by John J. Lamb--quite good and very fun. Maybe tomorrow I'll actually get something done. But...it's a crap shoot--more snow, cold, cold weather, and another Lamb mystery tempting me from the side table. Boy, that with a cup of Chai Latte (we're out of cocoa) sounds awfully good.
Heaps of Hugs,