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A Friday off …got to sleep in….and my son’s bowling got cancelled so I didn’t even have THAT trip this afternoon. Lovely!

I did go to get blood work done for cholesterol checking, and then treated myself to breakfast out, only to have to drive home in a freaking white-out blizzard.

When I got home, I took the tripod and camera out to the back porch to take some shots of the snow and woods. First time I have walked thru my yard in the snow in YEARS. I miss my lil dog. I think about him in the yard because he’s buried back there. Hi Toby.

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

library closes if schools close

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

still in my jammies at almost 1pm

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

slept in till almost 10am

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

No story time today

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

didn’t even wash my hair

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

not driving anywhere

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

something warm for dinner, maybe chili or spaghetti?

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

watching lots of TV and reading in my fuzzy sox

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

coworker calling to ENSURE we are closed and

telling me a snow day fills his heart with joy

SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY! SNOW DAY!

and still getting paid!!!

I’m still feeling a bit sick, and went in search of poems about being sick.

 I rather like being ill -
not terribly ill, but just a little bit ill,
lying in bed all warm and cozy,
after a tummy-ache or a chill!

The most pleasing thing about it
that I could mention
is that I’m the center
of attention!

~By Gavin Ewart.

I’m sick,
of being me
I’m sick,
of people
I’m sick,
of feeling crushed
I’m sick,
of being depressed
I’m sick,
of having to yell everyday
I’m sick,
of school
I’m sick,
of being imperfect
I’m sick,
of being so smart
I’m sick,
of acting stupid sometimes
I’m sick,
of saying things I don’t mean to other people
I’m sick,
of hiding secret inside me
I’m sick,
of life!

~RJ Meehan

So I stayed home today. I cannot recall my last sick day from work. Has to have been years ago. Slept in, lounging around, and watching TV.

Stupid sinuses. I already take Mucinex, use my neti pot. I cannot win.

My son says he also feels weird. Achy, weak, tired. Blah. With a capital B. But he went to school, took his swimming class, and ran winter track after school. I sat here. LOL. What a difference age makes!

Decided to look up my college roommate and am waiting for an email back from her. Found her online in a real estate listing.

Ready for good TV tonight.

Little boy today brings me a book about tsunamis, and starts to talk about zombies. Took awhile for Mom to convince him she said TSUNAMI and not ZOMBIE. Then he thanked me for talking to him about zombies. Kids rock.

Today is Squirrel Appreciation Day. We had an all-squirrel story time. But no nuts.

Since this is my blog, I can say I believe yesterday was hugely historically significant day. Not just because our new President is black, but because our nation came together, not in the face of terror or sadness, but of hope and optimism. With no violence! No arrests! And great music!

I stole that title from Amy Krause-Rosenthal, author of LITTLE PEA, after I saw it on FACEBOOK today, but I’m waiting to talk with her, so I think it’s OK.

I watched today utilizing steaming video on cnn.com, and am kind of peeved my 9^th grader couldn’t watch it on the TV’s in his classroom at school? During social studies? ART NOON? What the…

And the mom who was in today who wouldn’t have her home schooled kid watching it because “that wasn’t who we voted for?” Way to be a great teacher. I wasn’t a fan of the Civil War, but if I were home schooling someone, I’d teach it…?

Go, President Obama. Show them what a  nation like ours CAN be. 

Happy Martin Luther King Day, people! And Day-Before-Inauguration!

Anyone catch that HBO concert last night, it was wonderful. I only got to watch a chunk of it before work (have it on my DVR) so I’ll catch more later.

Local TV dumped on BROTHERS/SISTERS to show Steelers Football coverage. I’m glad they are headed to the Super Bowl BUT I don’t need to lose TV time for it! Now I have to hope I can find BRO/SIS on abc.com.

Small crowd for story time today, cutest moment was a little guy telling me he gets “fussy” on the swing set, almost like he’s seasick. Of course, he meant DIZZY, not FUSSY.

Had some time away over the weekend, so badly needed but now I’m home again and I want to be away again.

No longer a million degrees below zero, which is NICE. LOTS of wet heavy snow on the car this AM, great snowball snow!

Waiting to see if the Steelers are headed to the Super Bowl, last night I was at the Jerome Bettis Grill in Pgh., very fun place. Great cheese fries.

Watching bits and pieces of Obama Inauguration stuff. Those lil kids from Ron Clark Academy are so cute! So energetic! Taped the concert on HBO, I’ve been in a heavy James Taylor mode lately, I need to see me some JT….

Ok, people. If you are too miserable to be at the library, please stay home.

There’s  a mom here, 2 cute kids, about 6 and 8. ANYTHING they pick is CRAP, the girl pulls a book that is Christmassy and she said, “WHY do you want THAT? Christmas is OVER, dude. DON’T pick all those books, you aren’t even ALLOWED to get that many, what is WRONG with you…”

“Whose pile is this? Who wants these? You are not getting this. Do you want this? Too bad, not happening.”

Please lady, take your miserable attitude OUT OF HERE!

And yes, it is cold in here. Half the bldg. is made of glass, and it’s 2 degrees outside. DEAL.

Q: What did the Arctic wolf ask in the restaurant?
A: “Are these lemmings fresh off the tundra?” Q: What did the big furry hat say to the warm woolly scarf?
A: “You hang around while I go on ahead.”

Q: What’s the difference between an iceberg and a clothes brush?
A: One crushes boats and the other brushes coats!

Q: What kind of coffee were they serving when the Titanic hit an iceberg?
A: Sanka!

Q: What do Saami reindeer herders say to reindeer who complain?
A: “Venison!”

Q: What do you call fifty penguins in the Arctic?
A: Lost! REALLY lost! (Penguins live in Antarctica.)

Q: Why aren’t penguins as lucky as Arctic murres?
A: The poor old penguins can’t go south for the winter.

Q: What’s another name for ice?
A: Skid stuff!

Q: How do you keep from getting cold feet?
A: Don’t go around BRRfooted!

Q: Why is the slippery ice like music?
A: If you don’t C sharp - you’ll B flat!

Q: What’s an ig?
A: A snow house without a loo!

Q: Where do seals go to see movies?
A: The dive-in!

Q: What kind of math do Snowy Owls like?
A: Owlgebra.

Q: What did the ocean say to the bergy bits?
A: Nothing. It just waved. (That’s an old joke from the Ice Age.)

Q: What sits on the bottom of the cold Arctic Ocean and shakes?
A: A nervous wreck.

Q: How do you know if there’s a snowman in your bed?
A: You wake up wet!

Q: How do you tell the difference between a walrus and an orange?
A: Put your arms around it and squeeze it. If you don’t get orange juice, it’s a walrus.