A cloudy winters morn

Ahh, the dark and overcast pleases me. Winter hath arriven indeed.

No, wait, as soon as I step out of the car everything is wrong! It’s 72 degrees at 7:30am, and incredibly humid, feels like Florida!

I do like the fact that we can go out on evening walks and even in our neighborhood there isn’t so much light that you can’t see the stars. So I’m not complaining, but it just keeps freaking me out when the weather around me just isn’t what I’m expecting to feel!

Huh

I got out of bed this morning and walked over to the window. After peeking through the blinds for a moment I said “huh”.

Bevin, still in bed, says “what, is it snowing or something?”

Flurries covering the backyard
The camera doesn’t accurately capture how much snow is in the air. Falling pretty good actually.

Actually yes. Apparently my “huh” communicated how perplexed I was quite clearly, and she tried to guess the most perplexing thing I might see out the window.

The screaming children we can hear were a clue too she says.

As a reminder, it was 70 degrees out yesterday.

Huh.

Omens of Explosions

7:30am on New Years Eve and the fireworks stands are open. (the stands are there year round)

I expect this means it will be an eventful evening.

There is one stand, the largest around, barn really, which is not open. They have sign out front reading “City of Roanoke forced us to close! Stand up to municipal tyranny!”

Perhaps they shall be the Alamo of fireworks and it’ll be an extra exciting evening!

A small problem

It wasn’t until while re-packing my backpack AFTER going through security that I realized my rain jacket isn’t in the bottom of it where it usually is.

I hear it’s a bit damp up PNW way these days. Oh well, not like I’ve never been damp before. 😂

Not quite home

Aside

It’s 6pm, it’s dark out, we can see stars, it’s 70 degrees. It’s the middle of December.

Sometimes this place just feels weird.

Oddly flavored adventures

Trying a coffee place today. Bev’s (left) is coffee soda with ginger, and a carrot cake whipped cream. Mine is the “moth man” with some sort of condensed milk and activated charcoal.

This coffee shop is near the big college, is an “ale works” as well as coffee shop, has a bunch of trestle tables, and a big wall board games, and behind Bevin you can see some classic arcade consoles. Neat spot! I’ll bring some quarters next time and get my Galaga on.

Living the (dead) dream…

I’ve just scared my first tiny trick or treaters.

I’ve got the lights on spooky flickering, the Haunted Mansion queue music in playing on the speakers, and I’m acting like a Ghost Host and trying to work in as many terrible puns as possible.

I amuse myself.

Confusing Confections

What makes a Twix “left” vs “right”?

I cut them open with a knife, they’re identical, so there goes my only idea. (I had hoped for a symmetry of some kind…)

So now I’m just puzzled.

Bevin was pleased though, when she discovered bite size snickers could be used for spelling.

An another note, I re-arranged some plants to keep things away from the windows a bit as it starts to get pretty cold. I really like how this turned out:

You can’t quite see, but one of the plants is getting ready to unfurl a bunch of new leaves. I’ll turn this place into a jungle eventually!