Perfect. The weather could be better (warmer), but I'm having a nice day organizing my printed recipes into a binder. I have eight dividers to put them in. So far, I have:
Appetizers
Soups/Salads
Main Dishes - Breakfast
Main Dishes - Lunch
Main Dishes - Dinner
Sides
?????
Desserts
I'm not sure what to put in the seventh folder. Drinks, sauces, bread, or something else?
I live just a few blocks from the city center, but with only 15,000 people in this town, we get to spread out a bit more. The house has a fairly big yard. Once the weather warms up and the ground thaws, I'm having a tree house installed for my kid brother-in-law.
I've heard Spain and India have similar customs. "It happens when it happens." is usually the motto for most situations, with some exceptions for big business meetings.
Afternoon, Dugh, Mum, and Thistle. *scratches Thistle behind the ears*
Afternoon, Kitt.
Hey, Thorn.
Hey, Marty. Glad you had fun.
Hey again, Bob.
Hey, Gary.
In that situation, I think it's perfectly acceptable to douse the car in gasoline and set it on fire. Hey, Tea Bat.
Hey, Clo. So sorry to hear about the doctor appointment.
Hey, Kitt. I agree.
Afternoon, Dugh, Mum, and Thistle. *rubs Thistle on his belly*
Hey, Thorn.
Hey, Gary. Hope everything's okay with you. The skies here are gray, but there's no more white stuff blasting around at 60 mph.
Unfortunately, yes, we are. The front porch is 4, maybe 5 inches above ground-level, and it's completely obscured. The snow is so built up, you can't even tell there is a porch!
The wind has been howling non-stop ever since I woke up this morning. I waited to take my shower until after I got the newspaper, since I'd just have to shower again to get warm. It's so cold outside, your ass hair will probably freeze if you fart too wet.