Coldy cold cold...

I have no idea what the temp is as the moment. Bone-freezing, probably. Humph. It was so cold I didn't even bother to bus home after a day at the Mines. I sprung for a cab, which was the best idea I'd had all week.

But now I'm home, drinking tea and being perfectly warm. I don't have to go out in that horrible frozen mess for a while. Shamu the Bunneh has extra dishtowels for blankets, as well as a nice little hay-nest, so he's in great shape. At the moment he's cavorting around on my new red living room carpet. It's adorable--he gets actual traction on that rug, so he scoots and leaps and scurries to his heart's content. I love to see him so happy.

Anyway, soon I'll goof off on one of the spinning wheels and then take a huge nap. Long Thursdays wear me out...