I knew right away what kind of day it was going to be when I woke up in a near panic because I couldn't remember the name of the other Elvish dialect. I got Sindarin. It was the other one couldn't remember. It's Quenya, by the way.
But the day just got better from there. Along about 2 ish or so, it started to sleet.
Soon, freezing rain was added to the mix, followed by snow.
It's still coming down. But don't worry, I'm ready. I've got a big ol' pot of gumbo
and some knitting to keep me busy.
This is Peaches N Creme cotton in Desert Sunset.
We're supposed to call in the morning to see if the plant is going to be open. If it's not, I'm going to stay home and bake a gingerbread.
Funny how falling snow always makes me want gingerbread.