*edit* You will note that in the comments, genevra says that she hasn't poisoned anyone in years, not that she's never poisoned anyone...
My daddy & hellbob are trying to figure out the best way to wire our new garbage disposal. So far it seems relatively calm and hasn't degenerated into The Rick & Jim Show.
I haven't left the house today and have no ambition to do so. This means that today's picture will be somewhere in the house and most likely very boring.
We're ordering pizza for dinner because my lack of ambition extends to cooking.
It does not, however, extend to the Christmas letter which is actually done. First draft at least. I just have to have hellbob read it and tell me what I forgot, and do a few minor tweaks of things like margins. Then I need to get all the addresses together for sending them out...
Most of the pretty snow is mostly gone because it was warm today. And foggy.
I want chocolate.
We went to The Ice Harvest yesterday. Not quite the dark comedy the ads portrayed it as. More dark, not so much comedy. But it was good, because, duh, John Cusak. A John Cusak movie has a 95% chance of not sucking. Although I did notice that the older he gets, the more he looks like Alan Rickman.