We are truly house-bound today, as a result of the inclement weather. Church was cancelled this morning.
Grandson Arick was here with his latest new dog, and I'm hoping he made it back home safely. I've seen very few vehicles on the highway, as I look out my window. It's been sleeting off and on for hours, until the yard is a sheet of ice... and yet, there's not been enough freezing rain to build up on power lines and cause problems.
Sadie is stir-crazy, but has finally resigned herself to her fate and is curled up in her bed.
Cliff, being a football fan, is doing just dandy, thank you very much.
We had taco soup for lunch (thanks Sonya) and will have warmed-over spaghetti for supper. I'm sure I haven't lost any weight today. Does anyone know how many calories per hour one burns while surfing the 'Net?
Oh, I did work on toughening up my guitar-playing callouses: I sang "Choices", "Jesus, Lover of my Soul" (there's something awesome about singing a song written in the 1700's), "We Could", "Fraulein", and "If Teardrops Were Pennies". Cliff, who is tone-deaf, thinks I'm in good voice. The truth is, I still have a scratchy throat, and a cough from my recent cold.
I tried to get started reading a book, decided I'm not crazy about that one, and dug out another.
And so it goes. I certainly am enjoying AOL radio, the folk channel. It's a good day for music.