There was skating at lunchtime as usual. With a lot of persistence, I've nearly sussed those not-impossible-after-all back edges: hooray! Later, a trip to the mall where the Girl invested some of her Christmas savings in a pair of skinny jeans.
Tonight we'll stay hunkered down in the warm, as the wind continues to howl around the outside of the house searching, as it it did last night, for a loose fly-screen to tear from a window and blow across the backyard.
Hatches and battens?
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