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Cabin Fever, anyone?
It is 30 degrees F outside -- the wind chill is 22. There's a quarter inch of solid ice on everything, and the icicles are a foot long already. Small potatoes from my Midwest days -- in fact, 22 and sunny was walking around in an open coat courting pneumonia weather.
Down here, it's messy and dangerous -- and it reveals the leaks in the house like A/C never does. I have 4 ml heavy plastic over the window A/C and related area -- I think that will make a big difference in my office. (The office never rises above 60 F. in winter.) Also hung plastic over the single pane decorative sidelight to the deck door. It's not as big a deal, but still worth trying. I see caulking in my future. But it should be warm enough in there tomorrow (possibly with the oil heater running) to take care of a couple of web requirements for clients. The "let's make changes a lot faster" software is on that computer.
Have been very lazy today, except for the industrious vinyl hanging. Made chili, did some simple house stuff like the dishwasher loads, and reading a fluff book or two. An Indian dish tomorrow, I think.
The next Merry Gentry by Hamilton is out, and it is too short for a hardback. It's also the least able to stand on its own. MISTRAL'S KISS should have been the back end of the last book. I bought it because a) I find what Laurell is doing with the re-establishing of true Faerie in modern America interesting, b) I got it at a deep discount, and c) I will see Laurell if I do Conestoga this year, and I'd like to have a hardback for her to sign. This series has more sex in it than I care for (although I tried to reconstruct several scenes about the rebirth of various things in Faerie, and it's hard to get the same impact without the sex) but the way she handles the Fae politics is better than most. She's clearly thought a lot about it. (She lost me after OBSIDIAN BUTTERFLY of the Anita Blake books, but I might someday go back to that series. Just wasn't in the mood for entire novels of sex alternatives used for pain. Not my thing.)
Also read a Mercedes Lackey (one of my favorite guilty pleasure writers) OWLKNIGHT. More of a YA, but entertaining. This sub-series in Valdemar has not spiraled into too much mental for the characters, unlike a few other subsets.
Yes, you now know the truth -- sometimes I gotta have a fluffy book. It rests the brain... ;^).
Next, a review of some American history. Allie's about to have a prophetic dream, and I do strive for accuracy...when I'm not playing fast and loose with history.
After all -- it's fantasy, and fiction. What's the fun of having everything the way it was without magic -- when you have magic? ;^)
Gotta heat the rice bricks for bed tonight. Both atmosphere for the Allie books, and a comfort for me! Sometimes the Burmese join me, sometimes they curl up in my Laz-E-Boy in the living-room. Tonight I will probably wake at 4 am with Burmese burrowed down to about my knees. If they'd only sit on me without the bricks, it would be perfect. But cats are not trainable. Open to suggestions in their best interest, yes. But not trainable.
Update: W opened the front door for a quick peek. Says the icicles are at least 18" English, and tree branches are now coated with a thin layer of ice. Tomorrow will be lovely -- dangerous, but lovely. Too bad we're entering the dark of the moon, Wednesday night would be spectacular.
Down here, it's messy and dangerous -- and it reveals the leaks in the house like A/C never does. I have 4 ml heavy plastic over the window A/C and related area -- I think that will make a big difference in my office. (The office never rises above 60 F. in winter.) Also hung plastic over the single pane decorative sidelight to the deck door. It's not as big a deal, but still worth trying. I see caulking in my future. But it should be warm enough in there tomorrow (possibly with the oil heater running) to take care of a couple of web requirements for clients. The "let's make changes a lot faster" software is on that computer.
Have been very lazy today, except for the industrious vinyl hanging. Made chili, did some simple house stuff like the dishwasher loads, and reading a fluff book or two. An Indian dish tomorrow, I think.
The next Merry Gentry by Hamilton is out, and it is too short for a hardback. It's also the least able to stand on its own. MISTRAL'S KISS should have been the back end of the last book. I bought it because a) I find what Laurell is doing with the re-establishing of true Faerie in modern America interesting, b) I got it at a deep discount, and c) I will see Laurell if I do Conestoga this year, and I'd like to have a hardback for her to sign. This series has more sex in it than I care for (although I tried to reconstruct several scenes about the rebirth of various things in Faerie, and it's hard to get the same impact without the sex) but the way she handles the Fae politics is better than most. She's clearly thought a lot about it. (She lost me after OBSIDIAN BUTTERFLY of the Anita Blake books, but I might someday go back to that series. Just wasn't in the mood for entire novels of sex alternatives used for pain. Not my thing.)
Also read a Mercedes Lackey (one of my favorite guilty pleasure writers) OWLKNIGHT. More of a YA, but entertaining. This sub-series in Valdemar has not spiraled into too much mental for the characters, unlike a few other subsets.
Yes, you now know the truth -- sometimes I gotta have a fluffy book. It rests the brain... ;^).
Next, a review of some American history. Allie's about to have a prophetic dream, and I do strive for accuracy...when I'm not playing fast and loose with history.
After all -- it's fantasy, and fiction. What's the fun of having everything the way it was without magic -- when you have magic? ;^)
Gotta heat the rice bricks for bed tonight. Both atmosphere for the Allie books, and a comfort for me! Sometimes the Burmese join me, sometimes they curl up in my Laz-E-Boy in the living-room. Tonight I will probably wake at 4 am with Burmese burrowed down to about my knees. If they'd only sit on me without the bricks, it would be perfect. But cats are not trainable. Open to suggestions in their best interest, yes. But not trainable.
Update: W opened the front door for a quick peek. Says the icicles are at least 18" English, and tree branches are now coated with a thin layer of ice. Tomorrow will be lovely -- dangerous, but lovely. Too bad we're entering the dark of the moon, Wednesday night would be spectacular.
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