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I’ll try to answer some more questions from fans later. For tonight, I just didn’t want to let too much time pass between entries. I was hoping the snow would miss us, but it’s falling, softly, outside. The dogs came in all damp. Pip’s black fur glittering as the snow melted. It’s supposed to be three to six inches. If it’s six, then we’ll stay home tomorrow. If it’s less, we have plans with friends we haven’t seen in awhile. Though, if it’s a choice between ice and snow, I’ll take the snow. Here’s a prayer that the electricity keeps going with no problems. Snow is a gentler touch of winter than ice. Safer on the roads, and the power lines. Because of the predicted winter storm Jon and I stayed home for date night. We did one of my two guilty pleasures; Walkers shortbread cookies, and a mini-marathon of Desperate Housewives. The cookies are bad for the arteries, and so much else. But every once in awhile you need to eat that sweet thing that you’ve been craving. Shortbread cookies are one of the things that can’t stay in the house. You get a small box, eat them, share them with friends, and do not buy them for another six months to a year. I’m not sure the television show, Desperate Housewives, is bad for us, in fact it’s won a lot of awards. I think it’s just the title that makes it feel like a guilty indulgence.