I made it! I’m home in Spokane, arriving yesterday evening in a flurry of snow. As we left Seattle, we were warned that we might not be able to land here, and would have to return to Sea-Tac, but thank heavens, it didn’t happen.
Today, it’s a winter wonderland out there. Truly beautiful. I’m so grateful to be snug and warm, here in my own house, with my dogs and kits for company. The power went off last night around nine, stranding Sadie-beagle and me in the kitchen–she was hoping in vain for a snack and I had just brewed some decaf in my handy-dandy Kuerig machine–but we managed to navigate our way upstairs and zonk out. The electricity came on again–bedside lamp shining in my face–about two o’clock. All this meant I had to skip a night with my sleep machine, but here I am, alive to tell about it.
I’m worried about all my friends in New York. They REALLY got slammed by that last blizzard. And where ARE the snow plows, anyway, Mr. Mayor???
I’m definitely tired today, and a bit under the weather, as I usually am after a trip, but I expect to rally soon.
Stay warm, stay safe, and stay kind.
And that’s the news from my kitchen table.
