UP, and it's cold and dark. Well, less cold? It "warmed up" from negative 3 degrees to a whopping 6. 

That said, amen to the pellet stove. And to the husband who cleans it and fills it. 

Today will be moderately busy, I think. Holly has basketball, and I have to get groceries. I want to bake muffins, and we are babysitting (she ain't no baby, but you know what I mean) this evening. 

In the interstices, I hope to get laundry folded. It's a goal. Tomorrow is church, then an event at the bookstore to see Santa and hear a story, and then... I have no idea. I'd like to make turkey and dumpling soup. 

Why are weekends so busy? Well, yeah, there are lots of answers. At least most of this weekend's plans are oriented toward fun things. 

That said, I need to get my act together. We leave at 8:15, and I haven't finished coffee or showered yet. 

Have a good day, and please, hold onto your loved ones tightly. It's not just the sky that's dark.  But yet, there is that glorious moon. There's a metaphor in there somewhere.

C



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