It's funny, we're supposed to have a "big" windstorm today. And heaven only knows what "big" really means. Because the weather forecasters here have had a relatively bland few weeks of forecasting, so a BIG windstorm could be just their adrenaline surging. Plus, the newscasters looooove to spill a sound bite with "big storm" in it; I think they find it all quite titillating. So perhaps we'll have a few gusts of wind today.
All I know is that it's 8:30 and I'm still in my jammies because it's rainy and dark outside, and because Bear has been fitful since 1:30AM. So I'm cushioning the day by staying cozy in the great room in my jammers. Bear is sacked out in his swing rock, rock, rocking away and I am going to make myself a cuppa tea. I'm breaking my own cardinal rule of not coming downstairs without being showered, clothed and made up. Some rules are occasionally meant to be broken!
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