Herring of Celeste
Jan. 22nd, 2026 08:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoIt snowed another three or four inches overnight, and everything I had uncovered the day before was again veiled. I was procrastinating because I was tired of shoveling. It was then that I realized that my birthday is tomorrow and I had not yet renewed my driver's license. Oy. I got online and did so, at least I think I did. I have a printout of my payment receipt, with a confirmation number on it. I only had to turn my browser off and on again a couple of times, and utter a few loud cries of woe. On the whole, I would rather have been shoveling, which I then went out and did. It's getting colder and colder. My fingers hurt after half an hour. I won't be watching "Scott of the Antarctic" any time soon. Or "Ice Station Zebra," for that matter. And Estraven the Traitor will be towing his/their own sled over the Gobrin Ice as far as I'm concerned.
My weather app kept telling me it was just about to stop, and then I'd look out the window, and by the bones of Ymir, it would be snowing again. It's snowing again right now, as a matter of fact. Though my phone promises me it will stop in 23 minutes, my phone is a wicked and tricksy master.
We braved the road to go out for an early birthday dinner. Just getting out of our neighborhood was the hardest part. I wouldn't have gotten on the highway for anything, but we managed the crowded, slushy, icy way downtown. The restaurant texted the Sparrowhawk a couple of times, anxious to be sure he was really coming. We had a delicious dinner and a really nice time. The staff were very sweet and helpful. We have steak left over for snacks tomorrow!
My weather app kept telling me it was just about to stop, and then I'd look out the window, and by the bones of Ymir, it would be snowing again. It's snowing again right now, as a matter of fact. Though my phone promises me it will stop in 23 minutes, my phone is a wicked and tricksy master.
We braved the road to go out for an early birthday dinner. Just getting out of our neighborhood was the hardest part. I wouldn't have gotten on the highway for anything, but we managed the crowded, slushy, icy way downtown. The restaurant texted the Sparrowhawk a couple of times, anxious to be sure he was really coming. We had a delicious dinner and a really nice time. The staff were very sweet and helpful. We have steak left over for snacks tomorrow!
