Weekend Weather Wellness

So, yesterday I was a slave to the to-do list and today will be more of the same, maybe leavened by laundry.

Up here in Central Maine, we've been having what I believe qualifies as Weather -- snowed like a sonofagun Friday night; snowed, rained, lapsed briefly into sunshine, slid back into grey -- lather, rinse, repeat, with the result that the snow that fell on Friday overnight melted, leaving large bare areas and sticky looking mud. It snowed last night, too, which may have amounted to a hill o'beans. Or not. S'posed to snow tonight, with an accumulation of two to four inches. Gonna be an uphill fight, there, with the temperatures in the upper-30sF to low-40s.

Someone is trying to fake a New England winter and not doing a very good job of it.

I am remiss in reporting that Cheyenne Wright has been released from the hospital. Short form -- he did not have congestive heart failure, which was the fear, but had only contracted a virus that mimics the symptoms of congestive heart failure.

Breakfast calls -- and, then! The to-do list.

Back later.

Hey, look, a winter storm warning!

...which I will believe when there's four to six inches of Cold White blanketing my driveway, and not before.

As previously advertised, I spent today with the to-do list and the laundry, with a couple hours set aside with Steve to brainstorm Ghost Ship, which was fun. And also productive, yanno, later. As it so often is with these things.

However! I did not bring you all together this evening to crank about the weather or to share our mutual horror in the discovery that tomorrow is indeed Monday, but to share with you News of Moment.

Carousel Tides is available for pre-order from Amazon.com*.

Gentle Beings, we have Book.

Or, rather, we will have Book, in about nine months.

Mind you, we don't yet have cover, but that's just Greedy Author being Greedy.

You'd think, with five books (three of them brand new) coming out this year, I'd be a little less excited about this. Guess I'm just easy.

Certainly, I'm hungry, and bored to death with looking at this silly list. Installing the new firewall can wait 'til tomorrow; the old one still works fine, and I can't do anything about the new prescription drug rules from the new insurance company until tomorrow, anyway.

We do need to think about art, and tea services, and filk, but maybe we can do that over dinner.

G'night. Everybody stay warm/cool/neutral.

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*link provided as a convenience to them what indulge