In which Rolanni lucks out

So, the snowfall called at 8-12 inches came to an overnight splat of 2-ish inches of white rain, which I swept off the steps, and which was already oozing off the cars.  It's now Actually Raining, and I can live with that.

Steve remains among the walking wounded.  To address this, I made a Big Pot (bigger than I had intended, actually) of chicken-noodle-with-garlic-and-and-veggies soup.  Today's dinner is baked pork chops.  I think.  (Note to self:  Teach Mozart to cook.)

In other news, only 68 pages left to proof for Constellation One, which I shall commence in to do while waiting for a big project to hit the desk.

Hope everyone is having a pleasant Thursday.