Let it Snow

We had the first significant snowfall of the season today. This morning, I checked the forecast and saw the prospect of snow, but it sounded like it wouldn’t snow much and I didn’t expect it to stick. Instead, quite the opposite happened. Beginning at noon, it snowed for probably ten hours. At about three, Stan and I decided to head out to the Tiger Direct outlet store in Naperville. The combination of the rush hour traffic on the eve of a holiday and the crazy weather with poor visibility, resulting in accidents turned the normally brief 20-30 minute journey into one that lasted at least an hour. We finally got to the store, picked up what we needed, then set out for home. This drive, too, took much longer than it should have. In addition to skidding around briefly on some unplowed streets, we hit heavy traffic driving down Eola because of an accident at Butterfield. Traffic was moving so slowly that we got out of the car twice and had a brief, 2-3 minute snowball fight, without backing up traffic.

After coming home, finding out church was canceled, and eating dinner, I went back to Stan‘s house, where we watched Terminal. It was different – had some funny parts, but didn’t really turn out as expected. I was pleased, though, that it was pretty clean, without much dirty humor. That was nice, for a change.

Saturday night, I was a bit bored and I started experimenting with ideas for a new layout for my web site. I quickly drafted something I liked and have now tweaked it to near-“perfection.” I should get around to making it live before the end of the week-long Thanksgiving break I’m currently enjoying. Check back soon!

Well, I know there’s a lot more going on in my life than I write about…things along the lines of a girl, a new quarter starting Monday, and other stuff I can’t think of right now. Maybe I’ll write more about that later. Or, just ask me and I can tell you.

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