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Welcome to the Cauldron, @JadeKerrion!

In My Head: Does the fact that my daughters at age 8 and 5 have watched more “The Last Airbender” episodes than I have and can confidently and with great enthusiasm expound upon all of the characters and who bends and who doesn’t bend and who likes who a mark that I am a most excellent mother whose children will rise to super-popular status, or a sign that I might be letting them watch a bit too much television?

That’s a rhetorical question. I don’t need an answer.

In My Cup: English Afternoon Tea with almond milk and sugar in it.

Currently Playing: Little Dragon, “Machine Dreams” (2009)

Daily Run: No run today — too snowy and cold for this cold-toting, full-time graduate student mommy of two. I did speed intervals yesterday, though.

On the Desk: Merrin Born, drafting

On the DVR: Downton Abbey, Season 2, Episode 1, queued and ready to go.

On the Nightstand: The Curse of Eve, the Wound of the Hero, by Peggy McCracken; Le Morte Darthur of Sir Thomas Malory; “Fortifying Inwardness: Spenser’s Castle of Moral Health” by Michael Schoenfeldt; and The Wayfarer Redemption, by Sara Douglass.

BPal of the Day: I barely got a shower in today, to be quite honest — no BPal. I’ll try to do better tomorrow!

Arrrrrrrrrrgh, you guys — I am descending into illness once again. This feels pretty sinus-y to me, so I don’t think it’s another bout of flu, but I’m still tired and lethargic and I can feel the drainage going down the back of my throat when I follow, which I hate. And I have a vicious headache.

Fortunately, at least I didn’t have to go in and try to teach with all these symptoms, because today was a snow day. I have to brag a little about last night at this point, because I did some of the best driving I have ever done last night. Going into my night class wasn’t a big deal – it was raining and cold, but no wintry weather. In fact, I was kind of skeptical about the whole “look out, Winter is Coming!” schpiel coming from all corners, because at 6:10 when I got to campus, it was still 39 degrees and raining out.

And then when I left class — which let out early — at 7:30, everything was already covered with 2 inches of big, wet snow, and the wind was blowing, and the snow was swirling around, and I was driving in conditions like this:

Driving in heavy snow. On roads that have not been salted. At night.

What my wheels were doing in the snow as I drove home last night. It looks cool, but trust me, in a 4-door sedan being handled by an inexperienced snow driver playing slip ‘n’ slide is Not Fun.

What I saw other cars doing as I drove home. Only at night, with snow still coming down so hard I could barely see the cars doing this. Which is at once more frightening and probably the only thing that kept me from being more frightened than I actually was driving home in “thunder snow.”

I wish I had taken a picture of the snow flying through the dark towards my window, accompanied every so often by flashes of lightning and a roll of thunder. On the other hand, it’s probably better that I had both hands on the steering wheel and not one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand trying to take pictures in the dark of snow flying at me so thick and heavy that I could hardly see two inches in front of my car. And I have to be honest — the thunder and lightning kind of freaked me out, you guys. Because — what the hell is that? Did someone’s car just explode?! (Obviously, this was the first time I’ve ever experienced thunder snow.)

Now, I have readersĀ  — like my friends in Scotland, for example — for whom this would all seem like nothing; but for those of us not used to this kind of weather, my driving last night was the best I ever did and as I pulled into a parking space in our apartment complex I couldn’t help feeling a little rush of exultation: I didn’t end up in a ditch! Go me!

We ended up with about 4 inches, and sadly, it’s already gone. But it was exciting while it lasted! And I managed to wheedle DH into watching another episode of “Downton Abbey” with me as a reward for my excellent driving. (I’m supposed only to get one a week, and we’re just finished with season 1 last night.)

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