Waiting for The Blizzard

Today has passed mostly without incident.

Bern went out early to mail bills and pay our property tax at Town Hall.

I slept until 10!

I took the Puli out and we both had breakfast.

I took the Puli to the Canal and he barked all the way there and then didn't want to get out of the car until I pulled him out. He did his business and we walked a bit and then came home. He barked all the way home and didn't want to get out of the car until I pulled him out. Anxious about The Blizzard, I suspect.

I went out to get a few things and when I saw there was only one 24 pack of water in all of Stop and Shop, I bought it, though 'water' wasn't on my list.

I didn't have lunch until 2.

I fed the cat and dog at 3.

I played Hearts on my computer and Bern played Solitaire on hers. We heard from Mimi who drove from Brooklyn to Stockbridge this morning. Arrived safe.

I did some email--meeting with the bishop tomorrow canceled, of course--because of The Blizzard.

Waiting for The Blizzard is beginning to get old.

Bern made a pot of chicken soup (she called it 'Blizzard Soup' with potatoes, corn, carrots, celery and spinach) which was wondrous but enough to feed a minion. "We need sustenance," she told me, "for The Blizzard."

I'm tired of waiting for The Blizzard. As much as I won't like it, I wish it would happen already, so I didn't have to pass the time 'waiting' for it.

Like that.