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No, not that head-cold I was fighting off -- that one seems to have been dodged for good.
Last night I lit the first fire of the season in the wood-burning stove. Just one of the little Duraflame logs that I use as starters, since I haven't brought a load in from the woodshed yet (and didn't need more than a couple hours of heat). ( Read more... )
I nearly got stuck in the Atlanta airport overnight coming home from Darkovercon. We were a couple hours delayed from BWI to Atlanta due to weather, then delayed a couple more hours in Atlanta waiting for that plane to arrive. And then after boarding we sat on the runway for an hour and a half waiting for permission to take off because the weather heading west was a bit dodgy. To keep us quiet they started the movie while we were waiting: March of the Penguins. I hadn't seen it before -- it was nice, but maybe it needs the big screen effect to be worth the hype. Then just about when we figured they were going to turn us around and start a mad hotel scramble, we heard a plane taking off in the next runway and they told us we were queued to go. The delays meant I didn't get home until 2am.
I'm still playing catch-up from the trip. Monday's housework will -- as permitted by The Program -- be skipped without penalty. (Well, except for doing the laundry.)
Last night I lit the first fire of the season in the wood-burning stove. Just one of the little Duraflame logs that I use as starters, since I haven't brought a load in from the woodshed yet (and didn't need more than a couple hours of heat). ( Read more... )
I nearly got stuck in the Atlanta airport overnight coming home from Darkovercon. We were a couple hours delayed from BWI to Atlanta due to weather, then delayed a couple more hours in Atlanta waiting for that plane to arrive. And then after boarding we sat on the runway for an hour and a half waiting for permission to take off because the weather heading west was a bit dodgy. To keep us quiet they started the movie while we were waiting: March of the Penguins. I hadn't seen it before -- it was nice, but maybe it needs the big screen effect to be worth the hype. Then just about when we figured they were going to turn us around and start a mad hotel scramble, we heard a plane taking off in the next runway and they told us we were queued to go. The delays meant I didn't get home until 2am.
I'm still playing catch-up from the trip. Monday's housework will -- as permitted by The Program -- be skipped without penalty. (Well, except for doing the laundry.)
