I Haven't Been Able to Feel My Ass In Five Days
Weather is the big story with more of the winter nastiness on the way. Here are some pictures I stole from our local newspaper's site.





Still nothing on the microwave front. It's sitting on my dining room floor. (Where all good microwaves go to die?!)
Babysat my nephew tonight. He helped me make up my mind. While sitting around in our pajamas, he placed his hand on my foot and grimaced. That settled it; I'm getting a pedicure. (I was waffling about the expense. Clearly that is not an issue at this point.)
Y'all be well.
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Our dead microwave sat on our front porch (in true hillbilly style) for a good 9 months before being either given away or hauled off to the dump (I'm not sure which, I wasn't here at the time.)
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