Hearth

I am back ... baby!(Costanza style). After the Cali vacations and the bouts of nasty colds and deadlines, all is well with the world and I return to the blogging world. How has everyone been ?

I simply have to share my joy. Yesterday, I drove to work with the windows down in my car. The temperature was in the high 50s and there was a pleasant breeze. It is Feb and I live in Massachusetts! It took every ounce of self control not to break into a song as I walked to my office from the parking lot. Of course, here is what weather.com has to say abt tomorrow, er today, well Sunday :

A WINTER STORM WATCH REMAINS IN EFFECT FROM SUNDAY EVENING THROUGH MONDAY AFTERNOON.

WHILE LIGHT SNOW OR SLEET BRUSHES PORTIONS OF SOUTHERN NEW ENGLAND SUNDAY... A MORE SIGNIFICANT STORM APPEARS LIKELY FOR SUNDAY NIGHT INTO AT LEAST MID TO LATE MORNING MONDAY.

It is Feb and I live in Massachusetts.

I guess those plans I had of going to the city tomorrow and bumming around there will have to be shelved. Instead, we have the options of .... drumroll ....
a) doing my taxes!
b) shopping online for big screen TVs!
c) logging in and doing some work (bo-o-ring)!
d) bumming around at home + chores

Contestant : "I'd like to pick Options b) and d) for $4000, please."

I swear - I am off Nyquil.

I finally finished "The Great Gatsby" two nights ago. It's a good book. And last night, when I had trouble falling asleep after staying up too late to watch a movie with friends, I restarted "The World is Flat". It's one of those books that I am reading not 'cause I like it but 'cause I'd like to have read it. Let's see if Mr.Friedman grows on me...

And so to bed.

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