I don't mind the rat race but I could do with a little more cheese.

I've now seen whiteout conditions and I don't want to experience them again. I'm halfway expecting to dig Jack Nicholson out of one of the snowbanks lining the front walk when we're able to escape our home. Any minute now, I will start typing "All work and no play make Melanie a dull girl". Hubbyfink made the mistake of saying "yes" when I asked if we have an axe.

In less ominous news, I have a pot of spicy chili simmering on the stove. It was looking a little too thin so I tossed a couple tablespoons of flour in to make it more roux-like. Now it's almost perfect. While I may not like to cook, I suppose I'm not too bad at it. Plus, some of the knowledge from all those cooking shows I watch must've slipped into the ol' brainmeats. Neat!

Last night's homework assignment did not go well. I've been playing with Google SketchUp in my copious free time by building 3D models of our basement floor (and impressing the pants off Hubbyfink in the process), so I've gotten pretty good at house models. Furniture models? Not so much. After six hours of work I was finally able to create a decent virtual turned wood leg for a sofa and soften the edges of sofa cushions. I still can't build the spindly armrests. *grump* If tonight's conference call ends on time, I'll join the live classroom conference and learn how to do these fancy things.

National Weather Service has upped the snow accumulation amount for tomorrow and replaced the Winter Storm Watch with a Winter Storm Warning.

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Hubbyfink has cleared the front stoop and walk. The snow walls on either side of the walk are impressive. He did not dig the vehicles out yet so as to stave off a stroke. Good Hubbyfink. I'll bundle up in a bit and start tackling the cars -- if only to get a bit of physical exertion -- while he rakes the yard snow back towards the house so we don't have to throw car snow over a wall. We're going to walk up to Greenthorn and Sterling Boulevard to see how the main drag looks. I'm pretty sure that Hubbyfink will be home tomorrow, and I had already planned on telecommuting Monday.

The best part? We're due for more snow Tuesday/Wednesday.

We're down to our last kitchen trash bag! I told Hubbyfink he would have to brave the damp streets and raving crowds at CVS to get more bags.

'Fink: We have super duper industrial bags in the basement.
Me: They're black and will clash with the kitchen decor. Plus, they're too big to fit in the trash can.
'Fink: Why do we have to put the bag in the trash can?
I point at Margie, who is transfixed at the storm door watching the snow fall.
'Fink: I'll duct tape her paws together and prop her in a corner somewhere.

In other news, strawberry daiquiri goodness is chilling in the freezer. =)

WOOOOOO!

There's a fairly big drift in front of the door and a foot of snow on the sidewalk. This is ( AWESOME! )