This was the view from my back door yesterday afternoon.
We got about 8" of the heaviest, wettest snow ever... Blech. DH had already "summerized" the snow-blower, so it was out of commission, and since he had to leave for work when the worst of it was falling, guess who got to scoop all that heavy, wet snow?
But, it was all good because DD made me a snow frog:
Isn't he CUTE?
And, it's going to warm up into the mid-forties all week, so this is going to melt. Still, that isn't the point. Note to God: NO MORE SNOW! ((please?))
Got my fantasy back from Judy. I guess she liked it ... there were no raves in the email (Note to J: Where are the raves? LOL), but she did find a few very weak points in the plot that, if they aren't shored up nice and tight, the entire premise won't hold water. So... I have my work cut out for me. Have I mentioned how much I hate editing? Why can't I just write the first draft and let someone else take care of all the problems?
You Are FAQ
For you, the internet is like your personal library. And you know more facts than fifty normal humans.
Your brain is basically lot a computer at this point. You have a lot of information stored up there.
You spend hours looking up obscure information and learning things. If you have question, you always Google it.
You can't help but be a bit of a know-it-all. You can answer everyone's frequently asked questions.