Putting away, like, star-shaped ornaments is manly, but round ones not? WTF?

I'm wondering why he thought this was something to tell a complete stranger, to boot. It sounds really...uh, ungrounded in reality. God forbid my grip on my...what's the general term for masculinity or femininity? Gender essentiality? I dunno...should be so weak that style of ornament could cast aspersions on it.

Putting away, like, star-shaped ornaments is manly, but round ones not? WTF?

Because you could cut yourself! There's a DANGER factor!

Last year, Ryan helped us put everything away. This year we were uber-slack, never even put the tree up to begin with (we went away over Christmas). I suspect next time around Ryan will be sufficiently clued in as to what's happening that we won't be able to get away with that.

Scrappy, I'm very sorry. That's not a good week.

Pix, I hope your ankle heals quickly. (You've reminded me, our fridge is due for The Treatment too.)

Ok, wood is hauled and stacked. It is a seriously fatiguing chore, but a very satisfying one, what with there not being anything there, and then there being a big pile of heat-sustaining stuff there. I did that!

I'm making the turkey pot roast/coq au vin thing (except with brandy instead of wine).

It smells good on a gray winter day.

I am so sorry Scrappy.

On the one hand, I think the idea of goats that have spider silk in their milk is very cool, and yay science. On the other hand, the phobic part of my brain is saying THIS WILL END BADLY, GIVE ME A FLAMETHROWER NOW.

Yeah, I'm with Jilli on this one. I'm a scientist and think some of that is cool, but I'm also a science fiction reader...and I think "OMG WE WILL ALL DIE"

Aeryn stood over me yelling "No no no no no no!" I think she must have thought I was hurting the baby because as soon as I handed it to her she grabbed the doll, turned away from me, and started kissing its head. Too cute for words.

Aww, that sounds so cute!

When I woke up there was maybe an inch of snow, and I thought "well, maybe I could still go run errands". But now I'm really glad I didn't--there's at least three inches and that's wayyyy too much for anyone in Seattle to drive OK in.

We haven't had any snow since this morning, and the tiny bit we did get is melting. I want snow, dammit. Partially so I can get the crying that is lurking at the fringes of my emotional stability over; Mom hated snow, and would always call to tease me about summoning the Snow Demons to vex her.

We appear to have a half inch in Olympia. Which is way too much for most in Olympia to drive in.

So far today, I have semi-cleaned the kitchen (nothing is shiny, but counters are wiped clean and floors are swept and the dishwasher is loaded), set up the online homework for my students for Tuesday, unpacked almost all of my last suitcase from winter break, practiced piano, did part of the homework for the online ASL class I'm taking, and played around with programming a Lego Jeep robot. Now I'm trying to decide whether the next thing I want to do is read a mystery novel, play Epic Mickey, or watch March of the Penguins.