I wrote all of that yesterday. It's Saturday now, I'm home from dialysis after a slippery drive. I wish the sun would come out and melt some of this ice on the roads. Since it's Saturday, there weren't many cars out there, but there was one maniac that passed me in a pickup truck going about 50 in a regularly 35 MPH area. Today, he should have been going about 25. I got over the big hump of snow in the street at the bottom of my driveway, and they cruised right up the hill without a problem, thanks to those two shovelers who saved my butt yesterday. I plan to stay home for the rest of the day.
Sarah and Matt gave me a 3-CD box set of old Julia Child TV shows. This is the perfect way to spend Christmas alone. They're great. I'm learning -- or maybe relearning -- things I once learned from Julia many years ago but had forgotten. Pommes Duchesse, here I come!!!