I finished rereading The Lions of al-Rassan last night, and oh. The love I have for this novel. It fills my soul with satisfaction and heartbreak and adoration. So incredible.
@BridgetPhetasy Yes. My hands were tense, and I had a moment of nervousness at stage separation until I recognized both boosters flying to the sides. To the moon.
The rhythm dance theme this year is hideous. I've always thought so, and it hasn't gotten any better with time. Cringe-inducing schlock imposed on the ice dancers, who are trying their best. I hate all the programs. All of them.
I am not made for winter. It's been so cold and dark and all I want to do is huddle inside with Ollie. At least he's a sensible dog and doesn't like the deep freeze either.
Ollie does not understand the time change. He's agitating for his last walk of the day, and I keep not giving him the answer he wants. Poor puppy. Silly humans and their clocks ruining his habits.
I love it when I can look at doppler radar and detect the Blue Ridge mountains by whether the precipitation is rain or ice. Elevation temperature matters.