Lord love a duck, I am home.
Dinner with DR Elmore and an incredible Encores! show = a perfect evening in the city.
And all of it somehow happened in the worst kind of weather imaginable. I don't mean tornado or hurricane type of disasters, just the most miserable wintry crap you could imagine walking around or driving in. At the train station back home it took me fifteen minutes to get my car windows scraped off enough to begin driving. We got the full three inches of snow predicted. Fortunately, the roads had been plowed and I still have my snow tires on (I very nearly had them swapped out for the regular ones this past week), and our neighbor had plowed the driveway so I made it up in one attempt, and without having to get out and do any hard labor.
Lordy.
