Well, I was going to take a stab at actually having a social life tonight, but the durn weather decided to be difficult. Snow, snow & more snow.
Crap in a flippin' hat.
The Mothership, Peanut, Kat, several friends & I had plans to go down yonder to Wichita for dinner & to see Night at the Museum for my birthday. Unfortunately, we're getting 4-6 inches today, so no can do. The roads on the way back from the farm were wretched. (Mom & I had been up to see Flanders, Belle & their little hobbits.)
Note to self: Start wearing shoes that have backs & don't just slip on. Snow is very, very cold on sock-clad feet.